Inside the control room of the Storm Border in New Chaldea
The cold white screen of the main control computer glowed brightly, filling the room with a clear light.
The faint indicator lights of various instrument panels flickered in the corners, adding a touch of metallic coldness to the surrounding equipment.
Jeanne dArc Alter Santa Lily opened her round golden eyes wide, her clear gaze filled with unbelievable surprise.
Her small hands hung slightly open at her sides as she exclaimed with a mix of joy and embarrassment, “Wow!
The mental activities of my grown-up self are actually being manifested by the light screen!”
As soon as she finished speaking, she stared blankly at the content on the light screen, a faint pink blush rising on her cheeks.
Her previous exclamation gradually lowered into a bewildered murmur, her tone filled with realization and bashfulness.
“So that’s what she thinks of the reindeer…
I also…”
Before she could finish, her remaining words were muffled by a palm suddenly covering her lips, leaving only a barely audible breath in her throat.
Her eyes were still fixed in a state of lingering shock and shyness.
Jeanne dArc, standing beside her, moved incredibly fast.
Almost the instant Lily’s words were about to escape, she leaned forward and firmly covered the girl’s lips with her warm palm, stopping her from finishing.
Her eyes curved gently, a faint smile playing on her lips.
Her tone was soft and teasing as her fingertips lightly brushed the corner of Lily’s mouth.
“Eh, you can’t say the next part.
Although you are the same person, your ages are different~”
After saying that, she withdrew her hand and placed it lightly over her eyes.
Her shoulders shook slightly, her voice thick with deep gratification, even carrying a hint of deliberately cultivated sobbing.
“Finally, Alter is starting to face her own feelings.
*Sniff sniff*…
Big sister is so gratified.”
But this emotion lasted only a moment.
The next second, she lowered her hand, the smile in her eyes deepening as she looked at Jeanne Alter not far away, her tone light and doting.
“She’s really cute, Alter-chan.”
Jeanne Alter, who had been called out, was already frozen stiff with embarrassment, looking exactly like a petrified statue.
She sat miserably on the smooth metal floor, her knees pulled tight against her chest.
Her long snow-white hair fell down, burying her face completely between her knees.
Her burning cheeks and reddened ears were all tightly hidden, refusing to show even a sliver of skin.
Her shoulders were stiff, and even her fingertips were trembling slightly.
She had completely lost her usual arrogant and defiant demeanor.
Only a barely audible mumble escaped from her throat buried between her legs, her tone full of shame and indignation, mixed with a bit of secret resentment: Just you wait, this damn light screen definitely won’t just evaluate me.
When the time comes, I’ll be watching closely to see all of your embarrassing moments and have a good laugh at them, to avenge today’s humiliation.
Not far away, Osakabehime had already lost her composure.
She took several steps back until her back hit the edge of the console.
Her hands waved frantically in front of her, her face full of panic and resistance.
Her eyes were filled with dread, and her voice carried a hint of crying, her words coming out so fast they seemed to knot together.
“It’s bad, it’s really bad now!
This light screen can actually expose inner thoughts in such detail, without hiding a single bit.
If I’m unfortunate enough to be on the list, wouldn’t all my shameful, dark thoughts about Master be seen clearly by everyone?
Wahhh, no!
Please don’t let it be my turn!”
Marie Antoinette stood on the other side of the light screen, spinning elegantly.
Her skirt billowed in a beautiful arc, a dreamlike sweet smile on her face.
Her eyes were filled with sparkling light, and her tone was light and cheerful, with a rhythmic lilt.
“It’s a date, a truly romantic date.
Such a scene is simply wonderful~” As she spoke, she lightly rested her chin on her hand, her eyes softening with a touch of nostalgic tenderness.
Her tone slowed down slightly, carrying a bit of melancholic yet sweet reminiscence.
“The bittersweet emotions, such a heartbeat…
it really reminds me of when I was young, those pure and passionate times.”
Artoria Alter leaned against a nearby pillar, her arms crossed over her chest.
Her brow furrowed slightly, and a dissatisfied sneer escaped her lips.
Her crimson eyes swept over the light screen, her tone filled with frustration and a hint of awkward jealousy, ending with a low huff.
“Tsk, that reckless assault girl actually managed to take the spotlight first.
How regrettable and irritating.
Clearly, I was the one who danced alongside the Master first.”
Little Da Vinci rested her chin on one hand while the other lightly tapped the surface of the console.
She scanned the light screen seriously, her brow arching slightly.
Her tone was thoughtful and inquisitive, her voice calm yet probing.
“Emmm, this scene looks quite straightforward.
It doesn’t seem to reveal any valuable intelligence.
Could it really just be a simple date scene?
That would be quite unexpected.”
Sion stood beside Little Da Vinci, her posture upright.
Her eyes held a clear sense of amusement as she stared at the light screen with a half-smile.
She glanced lightly at the various expressions of everyone present, her tone calm and steady yet hiding a bit of nonchalant teasing, implying her anticipation for what was to come.
“It seems that’s the case; there isn’t much critical information.
In that case, we might as well wait patiently to see what the next scene will be.
After all, these are images from the future.
Perhaps they hide key clues that will be of great help to our upcoming Ordeal Call.
We must not be careless.”
Fujimaru Ritsuka stood in the center of the control room, his gaze falling on Jeanne Alter.
His eyes were full of laughter, and his tone carried unabashed tenderness and teasing.
The curve of his lips was exceptionally soft.
“Alter is just too cute.
To be so conflicted and anxious just because of a date with me, her emotions surging until she can’t hide them…
O-kawaii-koto.”
After a brief pause, he stopped laughing, and his expression gradually became serious.
He turned to look at Mash beside him, his tone becoming more solemn.
“…Then, the next scene should have some important intelligence appearing, right?
Mash, you need to stay focused.
Record everything carefully; don’t miss a single detail.”
“Yes, Master!
Although Mash Kyrielight is very envious of Miss Jeanne dArc Alter’s date with Senpai, I will never let my emotions affect me.
I will definitely stay fully alert and be completely prepared to collect the upcoming intelligence.
I will not fail your trust!” The jealous Little Eggplant said.
Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, the light screen, which had paused for a moment, began to hum and operate slowly once again.
The light grew more intense, illuminating the entire control room even more brightly as the next unknown scene began to slowly unfold.