When Firefly woke up in the morning, nothing unusual had happened, and she got up to stretch as she usually did, only to find that she had actually fallen asleep in her casual clothes.
After a quick check, she found no wrinkles anywhere and let out a gentle sigh of relief.
However, a bath was still necessary, and she didn’t question why she had fallen asleep like that, simply assuming she had just collapsed from exhaustion.
After all, making cakes these past few days had been truly exhausting, draining both her mental and physical energy.
As the warm water dampened the tips of her hair, her lingering sleepiness completely vanished, and though nothing on Firefly’s body was dirty, she still meticulously scrubbed her tender skin.
Emerging from the bathroom, Firefly felt refreshed, with both her body and mind brimming with vitality.
She went to the kitchen, intending to make herself a small cake for breakfast.
Her Remembrance had already been fully integrated, making beating eggs as easy as throwing punches, and a perfectly portioned meringue was ready in just three minutes.
Dividing the egg yolk batter into five portions and folding them into the meringue, her movements were as natural as an old master who had spent ten years scrambling eggs, ensuring that the five portions of egg yolk batter in the wok would never stick together.
The baking steps were also entirely correct, and she believed that with this level of heat, she would surely bake a golden legend!
“You still love nagging as much as ever, but I’ve already been reborn!
A mere cake is easily handled in the palm of my hand.” Firefly raised her head proudly, pinching her index finger and thumb together to express her smugness.
“Then why don’t you try spreading the cream?” “Cream, isn’t that just a piece of…
eh, how is cream supposed to be—?” Firefly wanted to say that spreading cream was also an easy matter, but she hadn’t expected that there was no such section in her Remembrance, or rather, it wasn’t that it wasn’t there, but it wasn’t as masterful as baking cakes.
HQ said matter-of-factly, “Yesterday’s memory essence was only enough for you to digest the cake-making part, so that your body gained the feeling of years of immersion.
But spreading cream is also technical work, and you need more memory essence to digest this part of Remembrance.” “So what, worst case scenario I’ll just make a trip to the Hollow every night.” Firefly was extremely confident, or rather, she had absolute faith in Sam’s abilities; even without the power of the Path, it was a slaughter inside the Hollow.
“A word of advice, you shouldn’t rely too much on memory essence.
If you cannot digest the Remembrance on your own, you won’t be able to walk your own Path—after all, spreading cream requires a lot of imagination.” Regarding this, Firefly didn’t care much.
Living in New Eridu, one inevitably had to come into contact with the Hollow; who knows when something might prompt her to enter the Hollow, giving her an opportunity.
Before HQ could advise her further, Firefly suddenly saw her phone screen light up and vibrate.
It turned out that a notification from a special-attention contact had arrived.
[Phaethon: Firefly!
Have you checked the Inter-Knot today?] Firefly quickly replied, [Not yet.] [Phaethon: A post was pushed.] [Phaethon: You have to see this.
You couldn’t see it that day, but you can see it now.] Firefly temporarily focused her attention on the post, which was published by an anonymous user and contained only two pictures, and nothing more.
Yet these two pictures completely detonated the entire comment section.
[Oh my god!
Is this a mecha?
I saw it yesterday too, and I thought it was a shooting star!] [No way?
A mecha?
A mecha that can fly!
Since when has New Eridu’s technology become so high-end?!] [My cybernetic eyes say it’s real, but appraised as fake, it’s just pure Photoshop of a shooting star.] [To the person above, I can prove it’s real.
Yesterday in a nearby Hollow, I saw this guy driving around like a big truck, ramming into things so hard that the entire Hollow shrank by more than half.] “It seems that Sam showing his face just once has stirred up New Eridu’s curiosity.” Firefly felt this was definitely not a good thing.
Frowning, she suddenly thought that learning how to spread cream wasn’t entirely out of the question either.
At that moment, hearing a ding, Firefly quickly went to the oven and took out the baked small cakes to cool.
Before the cakes cooled down, Firefly began to reply to Belle.
[Flying Fire: I just looked at it.
Actually, I can’t really understand why everyone is discussing the mecha so passionately.] [Phaethon: Ordinary people would definitely want to take a second look when seeing a mecha!
Besides, it’s a mecha that can fly!] [Phaethon: I heard from my brother that that mecha seems to be related to the Star Capital.
Do you know it, Firefly?] Firefly didn’t know how to reply to the other person’s question.
In any case, she absolutely could not expose her secret identity.
But before Firefly could reply, Belle sent another message over.
[Phaethon: Forget it, that’s not the point.
Firefly hasn’t asked me to play in a long time, do you want to go to Lumina Square to play with me today?] Seeing these words, Firefly smiled slightly.
As long as they didn’t chat about Sam, anything was fine.
[Flying Fire: Coming right away.] Firefly packed up the cooled cakes and hurried downstairs.
When she walked out of the residential area, she happened to see Belle standing outside the Video Store.
And Belle spotted her at first glance.
“Over here, over here!” Belle smiled very happily, waving her hands and looking just like a Bangboo.
Firefly jogged to Belle’s side, “Good morning, Belle.” As she spoke, she handed the small cake in her hand to Belle.
But the moment Belle saw Firefly’s still happy little face, her expression visibly collapsed upon seeing the cake.
“This is…” Belle even took a small step back.
“This is a cake, I made it myself.
Do you not like it?” Firefly maintained the posture of handing the item over, looking somewhat puzzled by Belle’s action.
Belle immediately realized her impoliteness, scratched her head and apologized, “Sorry, I don’t hate it, it’s just that after eating so many cakes lately, I feel like my weight is about to increase.” After speaking, Belle stretched out both hands but didn’t take Firefly’s cake.
Instead, she placed both hands right on Firefly’s waist and even pinched it.
“Hey ya!
What are you doing, it’s ticklish!
Hahaha…” “Firefly hasn’t eaten any less these past few days either, I feel like flesh is about to grow on your waist, let me give you a massage.” Belle giggled as she lightly tickled Firefly’s waist with both hands.
Every step Firefly retreated, Belle followed, and it was this very action that triggered the turning point of World War II.
“Hahaha, that’s too much haha, don’t expect to get off easy either!” Afterwards, Firefly no longer held back, and even though she was still holding the cake in one hand, she reached out her agile claws.
“Hahaha…” “Hahahahaha…” For a moment, the laughter of the two girls echoed outside the Video Store, attracting glances from people nearby.
“Aha, I was wrong, I was wrong!
No more messing around, no more, haha…” Belle was the first to give up, trying to pull herself away only to trip over her own feet and almost fall.
Fortunately, Firefly gave her a gentle hug, preventing her from falling over.
“Hmph…
hmph, now…
you know you were wrong, right?” With a slight flush on her face, Firefly looked at the cake in her hand, saw that the cake was still resting quietly in the bag, and only then took one out to hand to Belle.
After catching her breath, Belle finally took Firefly’s cake, and the two sat outside the Video Store and ate together.
“I was wrong, but I’ll still dare to do it next time, ouch…” Belle was still trying to talk tough when her little head was lightly tapped; to put it mildly, this kind of thing was an interaction, but to put it seriously, it was an offense.
Firefly herself didn’t like such physical contact, but if the other person was Belle, she could still tolerate it.