Lady Furina, why are your shoulders trembling slightly?
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
[ The railgun caused an explosion, and the heatwave almost engulfed the entire platform."
The Doomsday Beast in the torrent of energy finally couldn't resist, let out a wail, and was about to fall. But in the last second before it lost consciousness, the purple orb above its head suddenly burst out with a violent, strong light. The light, as if out of control, shot straight at March 7th, who was farthest away from it!
"March!"
Faced with Dan Heng and Himeko's exclamations, March 7th, kneeling on one knee, blankly raised her head, but facing the sudden killing intent, it was too late to dodge! ]
[ ..... ]
~Viewers of Countless World~
"Ahhhh, Miss March 7th!"
Almost at the same time, viewers from different interfaces had their hearts in their throats.
Please, please, please! March 7th is so cute, she must be okay!
—
[ "Boom!"
"At the critical moment, almost without any hesitation, Stelle took a stride and flashed in front of March 7th."
"The dazzling light instantly engulfed her whole body, and only a snow-white expanse was left in the light curtain."
"Strange, is this the afterlife?" ]
[ ..... ]
『Viewers of Countless World』
"Uwa, did Miss Stelle actually die? Damn it! I just fell in love with her, and the romance is already over?"
"Putting everything else aside, just this courage and willingness to stand up is worthy of praise. Rest in peace, Miss Stelle."
"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't curse her to death yet, look at the sky!"
Amidst the clamor, everyone turned their attention back to the light curtain and was surprised to find that something was faintly emerging from the white light.
—
[ Golden wounds, like flowing lava, countless starlight-like spots of light fell, like trickles, constantly converging.
"It's time to set off."
A gentle female voice came from the void. Stelle was floating in the dark nothingness, falling continuously with the light.
"—Falling towards the owner of the wound."
"What exactly is this..." Stelle slowly opened her eyes, also startled by the scene before her. In the distant void, a towering figure stood. The figure's appearance was unclear, but the wound on his chest was vaguely visible. ]
[ ..... ]
『Viewers of Countless World』
As if seeing a glimpse of a god, the onlookers outside the light curtain suddenly felt goosebumps all over their bodies.
The sheer power of the spectacle overwhelmed some, with fragile minds, causing them to collapse.
—
[ "Go and reach that end."
"...Who are you?" Stelle found herself surrounded by beams of light, struggling hard to no avail. She still floated slowly towards the wound.
"Reach that ending with your own will."
Countless fragments flashed through Stelle's mind, and memories flooded in like a tide. For a moment, she seemed unable to bear the pain, but the next second, a pair of golden eyes suddenly opened, not only gazing at Stelle in front of her, but also seeming to look through the light curtain, gazing at everyone from the myriad worlds.
"He has already noticed you."
"As soon as the voice fell, the figure's posture finally appeared."
"It was a dark-skinned man, his cold face expressionless, his eyes only revealing a sense of indifference and contempt. Lava-like light flowed slowly from his hands, and the hideous wound was like a river spanning countless galaxies, with countless lights gathering before him." ]
[ ..... ]
~Baki World~
"This is a Star God?"
Miyamoto Musashi slammed the table, stood up with a crash, and didn't even realize that the stone table in front of him had been shattered into several pieces by his palm.
His whole body trembled almost uncontrollably.
This damn sense of threat... is just too great!
Although people say Miyamoto Musashi is unparalleled in the world, what about the heavens? He had never seen it, nor had he ever considered it.
But today, he not only witnessed Dan Heng's superb spearmanship and Kafka's refreshing swordsmanship, but also witnessed this chilling sense of threat.
As if they, who are considered by outsiders to have exhausted the martial arts, are just a drop in the ocean.
Like insignificant dust underfoot.
Not to mention being treated as opponents, they probably wouldn't even be glanced at.
"Yujiro, what do you think of this sense of threat?"
Coming back to his senses from his excitement, Miyamoto Musashi patted Yujiro's shoulder, only to find that his muscles were as tense as stone, and cold sweat permeated his whole body, wetting his clothes, and slowly dripping down the muscles on his arms.
(Translator-Kun: Oh boi... told ya.)
~Genshin Impact World~
In Fontaine on the Teyvat continent, Furina, who had finally adapted to the oppressive feeling of the Doomsday Beast and was preparing to taste a small cake, was so frightened that her heart almost skipped a beat.
The hand holding the teacup trembled like a sieve, almost shaking all the tea leaves out of the cup.
It wasn't until the people around her withdrew their gazes and refocused on her, the "big star," that she suppressed the fear in her heart and took a sip of red tea with a nonchalant expression.
"Just now... just what the hell was that?"
"Why do I have goosebumps all over my body?"
"Don't panic, Furina, this is just a small scene!"
Furina took a few deep breaths, so that her voice wouldn't be too weak.
Although she had stepped down from the position of Hydro Archon, she had been the Hydro Archon for 500 years in the eyes of the people of Fontaine.
What big storms hadn't she seen? She had to have this ability to withstand pressure.
The surrounding people of Fontaine were panicking. The oppressive feeling of a Doomsday Beast was already strong enough, but how long has it been since an even more powerful one came? Their little hearts couldn't take it anymore.
"Lady Furina, who exactly is that dark-skinned man?"
A man dressed as a reporter asked, trying to suppress his trembling voice.
"Hmm... perhaps a god from another world? Although it was just a fleeting glance, I could still feel the power in his eyes."
Furina picked up a small piece of cake with a fork and put it in her mouth leisurely.
"I see! As expected of Lady Furina! Even when facing a god from another world, she can be so calm and composed."
Everyone believed this explanation and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and start applauding.
Lady Furina, who has stepped down from her position as a god, is still so at ease, so that Star God shouldn't be that scary, right?
"...Probably, just his eyes are a little scary, right?"
"That's natural. Although I have dispersed my divine power, I was once a god after all."
"But Lady Furina, why are your shoulders trembling slightly?"
Someone caught the key point on Furina.
Although she was trying her best to restrain herself, when more and more onlookers gathered nearby, once she recalled those golden eyes, Furina couldn't help but become too nervous and reveal herself.
"Uh, this... this is just a sign of excitement."
Faced with the fans' questions, Furina adjusted quickly.
She elegantly placed the fork on the plate, crossed her white jade-like legs, and picked up the teacup again with her white silk glove-covered fingers, using the perfect etiquette of a lady to silently tell those present of her composure and calmness.
"Indeed, if Lady Furina's divine power was still there, if a god from another world invaded, Lady Furina would definitely be the first to challenge him to a duel."
Furina had a face full of sweating bean expressions, and a loud noise in the sky came at the right time to relieve her.
[ The scene in the light curtain returned to the space station. Stelle was standing in front of March 7th with a painful expression.
The severe pain made it difficult for her to support herself, but something in her body was emitting a powerful force, helping her resist the Doomsday Beast's attack.]
[ ..... ]cool-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
~Genshin Impact World~
"This power is strong... and equally wild, like a wild Ridgeback Dragon. If a connection isn't established in time, it might harm her."
Xilonen assessed the golden light surrounding Stelle.
"It's understandable since it's her first time using the power of the Stellaron. It's bound to be unfamiliar."
Mavuika smiled slightly from the side.
"It was the same when I first received the power of the Fire God's Legacy. My first time also caused quite a stir."
The power within Stelle's body began to become uncontrollable, and the overflowing impact even directly blew away the Doomsday Beast in front of her.
In Mondstadt, Klee watched Stelle, who was suspended in mid-air, and the little girl was so scared that she covered her eyes, only revealing two thin slits between her fingers to peek.
Kaeya chuckled beside her,
"What's wrong? Little Klee is afraid to look?"
Little Klee shook her head, her red hat swaying back and forth. She drew a simple Jumpy Dumpty on the paper with a crayon and said,
"Stelle is very dangerous now."
"Just like a bomb, it will 'BOOM!' at any moment!"
Little Klee made a gesture of opening her hands.
Stelle's current state reminded Little Klee of her Jumpy Dumpty, exactly the same, with the possibility of exploding at any time.
—
[ "Clack!" Suddenly, a cane tapped Stelle's forehead, as if breaking something. The manic, gushing power within her instantly quieted down, returning to her body once more.
The camera slowly zoomed out, revealing a middle-aged man with brown hair. He was wearing an ordinary gray coat, with a coffee-colored scarf around his neck.
His signature glasses made him look reliable and rational, but what attracted attention even more was the cane in his hand.
Fortunately, the situation was controlled in time. Welt calmly adjusted his glasses, leaving the audience outside the screen with an unfathomable back view.
"Mr. Yang, she..." March 7th took the falling Stelle in her arms, looking up at Welt with a worried expression.
"She's fine now," Welt said lightly. "Let's talk somewhere else." ]
[ ..... ]
『Viewers of Countless World』
"Wow, this uncle looks really reliable!"
"He's the kind of wise strategist who hides his strength."
"It feels like if he had acted earlier, the Doomsday Beast wouldn't have been a problem."
People instantly remembered this stern yet powerful and steady man.
—
~Honkai: Impact 3rd World~
~St. Freya High School~
On the other side of the school, Himeko stared blankly at Welt, holding the Star of Eden for three seconds before decisively dialing a familiar number on her phone.
After two "beeps," the call connected, and a slightly coughing voice came from inside.
"Not bad, Yang, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful side. By the way, you look more mature in the light screen than you do now."
Himeko teased the man on the phone with a slightly joking tone.
Welt quickly defended himself on the other end of the phone,
"No, Himeko! Although the Welt in the light screen looks exactly like me in terms of appearance, body shape, voice, and clothing, I can guarantee that's definitely not me!"
"And I have an idea, which is——"
(Translator-kun: don't lie to us, it is you, Welt Yang.)
"I understand what you mean, Yang,"
Himeko interrupted calmly.
"The theory you want to talk about is it about the Imaginary Tree?"
Even the most oblivious person realized that something was wrong. Whether it was the silver-haired girl Silver Wolf who resembled Bronya, and Miss Himeko with the same name and surname as her, including Mr. Yang in front of her who was practically the person himself... all proved what she thought in her heart.
The world on the light screen was a parallel world to where they were.
She had learned about the cosmic hypothesis proposed by the Previous Era, using the "Imaginary Tree" and the "Sea of Quanta" to summarize the structure of the entire universe.
The Imaginary Tree nurtured countless worlds, and the world in the light screen might be one of its branches.
Between heaven and earth, there is only one tree and one sea, so they began an endless competition.
Or is the world in the light screen also a product of competition?
Himeko did not continue to think deeply, but maintained the call with Yang, and the two watched the images from the light screen together.
—
[ Slowly opening her eyes, what came into view was the furnishings of the space station.
Stelle rubbed her head and slowly got up from the medical bed. Dan Heng, who was responsible for guarding her, raised his hand to greet her.
"It's good that you're okay. The threat of the legion has been lifted, so you can rest assured," Dan Heng explained as he led Stelle out of the room.
"Someone as strong as the Doomsday Beast is just a defeated foe..."
Recalling her bravery just now, Stelle straightened her chest unconsciously, full of a smug expression that said, "Come and praise me."
"It seems you've recovered well," Dan Heng turned around, a faint arc rising from the corner of his mouth. Then he coughed lightly twice and said to Stelle,
"This is the Herta Space Station. Take a break. I won't disturb you. By the way, give me your beacon address—so I can contact you if anything happens."
"Oh, right, if it's convenient, go see Himeko. She said she has something to talk to you about." ]
[ ..... ]
~Akame Ga Kill World~
"Hmm, this Dan Heng is the cool-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside type,"
Mine said, supporting her chin with one hand, her eyes flowing as she looked at Akame, who was the same type, beside her.
"Speaking of which, what do you think of this Dan Heng?"
From the first meeting, Dan Heng's superb marksmanship had left a deep impression on Mine.
Even without the support of Teigu, few people in the entire Night Raid organization could beat him. For this strong man from another world, Mine thought about it, and it seemed that only Akame could compete with him.
She was very curious about how Akame, this martial arts fanatic, would evaluate him.
"Hmm, my opinion?"
Akame seriously held her chin and thought for a long time before finally nodding as if she was sure.
"I think he... is handsome."
Mine:
"...Huh?"
"Hey, you, what are you talking about?"
Mine looked at Akame with disbelief.
Akame was undoubtedly a beauty, and undoubtedly had a poker face attribute, but when she said this sentence with a serious tone on that cold poker face, Mine always felt that this colleague who killed without blinking was so unfamiliar.
However, what she said was right. Compared to marksmanship, Mine's attention to Dan Heng was first and foremost his impeccable appearance.
His eyebrows were long and relaxed, his short hair slanted into his temples, and under a touch of red eye shadow, his eyes were like black jade, but there was a hint of warmth like the spring breeze in his eyes.
He was indeed very handsome.
Compared to that slow-witted Tatsumi...
"Wait."
Mine suddenly realized that she had been led into Akame's words. She patted her cheeks, cleared her throat, and said,
"I'm asking you about his marksmanship, what do you think?"
Akame closed her eyes, slowly shook her head, and sighed,
"No flaws—at least I can't see any flaws."
—Anti-Elder Complete Concussion Victor
Chapter Text
[ Stelle arrived at the main control section, and from afar, she saw Himeko waiting for her in a corner."
Seeing Stelle arrive as scheduled, Himeko was very happy:
''You're awake. I had March 7th, and the others stayed near the train to keep an eye on things. The timing is just about right, the person I'm waiting for should be here soon.''
"How long was I out, a few months? Huh? The space station's become this mess."
Before the words had faded, a slightly arrogant female voice suddenly rang out not far away.
Following the sound, what came into view were a pair of fair, slender legs, but as the camera zoomed out, one could see obvious ball joints at the knees. ]
[ ..... ]
~Runeterra World~
"That's a puppet?"
Jayce, outside the screen, widened his eyes.
"Remarkable technology."
Viktor praised inwardly,
"The technology of the city-states can also achieve remote automation, but the expressions and shapes are completely..."
He trailed off, staring blankly at this masterpiece that was perfect in both construction precision and appearance.
If you ignored the joints connecting her limbs, she looked exactly like a human girl. A deep blue beret paired with the girl's gray hair and a purple lily nestled in her hair added a touch of elegance and intellectual charm.
Underneath the black woman's tailcoat was a snow-white tutu, which made the hostess seem a bit delicate and cute, a stark contrast to her imposing aura.
——
[ "This is the true owner of the space station, [Genius Society] #83, Herta."
Just after hearing Himeko's introduction, the girl raised her purple eyes in dissatisfaction, glancing at Himeko with a hint of blame:
"If you're going to introduce me, do it properly. Why mention the Society? I have so many extraordinary achievements, aren't any of them better than #83?"
"Genius... Society."
Being the most genius organization in the entire universe, Stelle originally thought it would have a cooler name, but she didn't expect it to be so... down-to-earth. Stelle couldn't help but want to laugh.
Herta's gaze swept over Stelle, and she snorted:
"Laugh if you want, that old ghost Zandar came up with the name, do you think I like it? Also, the Stellaron is this kid now?"
Himeko nodded silently.
"Hmph, then I'll have to take a good look."
A rare smile gradually appeared on Herta's face. ]
[ ..... ]
~Runeterra World~
"Uh... um, this... is Herta?"
Jayce rubbed the slightly stubbly beard on his chin, looking at Viktor in disbelief.
"It shouldn't be wrong, but I originally thought Ms. Herta would be a more composed type."
Viktor also couldn't imagine that Ms. Herta, as described by Asta, was the "embodiment of wisdom," one of the smartest humans in the entire universe, but now it seemed more like a slightly childish little girl.
It was extremely fitting for this puppet body.
"The puppet should just be a tool for communication, maybe the voice of the puppet comes from the real Ms. Herta."
"But this voice sounds like it's only in its teens or twenties?"
Jayce still couldn't believe it.
"Such a young... embodiment of wisdom?"
"Otherwise, how could she be a genius?"
Viktor smiled with a hint of bitterness.
—
[ Herta on the screen had already begun to examine Stelle's entire body up and down, praising as she looked:
"It's really amazing, to restrain this unactivated Stellaron and save the Blue Planet from disaster, I built an entire space station..."
"But someone returned to simplicity and solved it with this kid's body—how did they do it?"
Feeling Herta's gaze like she was examining a lab rat, Stelle felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"And the Stellaron is still stable in her body," Himeko added.
"Yeah, this little one's constitution is really strange." Herta's curiosity grew even stronger.
Stelle wiped the cold sweat from her forehead:
"Do you have to discuss me in person? And—I'm not a little one."
As she said this, Stelle's eyes glanced at Herta's petite figure with ill intent.
Herta was quick-witted and immediately understood what she meant. She raised her eyebrows and snorted:
"Compared to me, aren't you just a little one? How old are you?"
"Besides, I already completed the rejuvenation research, and the puppet you see now is only about 70% similar to me when I was a child." ]
[ ..... ]
~Runeterra World~
These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Viktor's mind.
"Rejuvenation?! Is this really something human science can achieve? If, if... cough cough..."
Viktor became uncharacteristically excited, but because his body was too weak, he covered his chest and began to cough violently.
Fortunately, after coughing, a bit of color finally returned to his pale face.
"Viktor, you need to calm down, although that Ms. Herta was able to complete rejuvenation, she is, after all, a human from another world."
Jayce didn't forget that they were separated from Ms. Herta by an unreachable screen, and softly comforted,
"Her success doesn't mean we can succeed too."
Viktor shook his head firmly:
"Jayce, the meaning of science is to explore the impossible."
Jayce sighed. He knew that Viktor's body had always been weak, and he had always longed for a healthy body. He understood Viktor's persistence and didn't plan to continue persuading him on this matter.
Compared to Viktor's obsession with pursuing health, he also had a bold idea in his heart.
At the same moment in the Undercity, Zaun.
This place was completely a den of filth and corruption. Drunken strongmen hid in the corners of the sewers, and shady alleys were full of thugs robbing customers with knives.
The river flowing with neurotoxins ran through the entire city, burdening this riddled land with the name of sin.
In a laboratory located in an underground cave, the door was slowly pushed open, and the first thing that came in was a polished leather shoe. Then the owner of the shoe brushed the dirt off his collar and slowly walked into the laboratory.
"Singed slowly got up to greet him, after all, this distinguished guest could not be neglected."
The distinguished guest was Silco.
Behind him were several strong subordinates, carrying precious mechanical parts scavenged from the black markets of Zaun.
"Here's what you wanted."
With Silco's order, his subordinates casually piled the mechanical parts in a corner of the laboratory. Occupied by this pile of metal trinkets, Singed's already small laboratory seemed even more cramped.
Singed had helped him research shimmer, and was one of the important creators of his power, so he would allow any request as long as it wasn't too excessive. However, ever since Singed saw the puppet named "Herta" on the screen, he had begun to scavenge almost all the precision machinery in the Undercity.
Even without saying it, Silco could guess seven or eight tenths of his intentions.
—Fern: ... Pervert
Chapter Text
~Runeterra World~
Silco casually picked up a compass and played with it,
"An enamel dial made in Demacia, a flywheel movement... This is the pinnacle of their craftsmen's skills. I spent a lot of effort collecting it."
Singed didn't speak, only quietly watching Silco's monologue.
"And this pocket watch is the masterpiece of those noble families in the upper city. It is said that the case is made of the shell of a Shellfolk – although it's only the size of a fingernail."
Silco gently wiped the dust off the pocket watch. The mechanical structure inside could be easily observed through the crystal case. This was a work from thirty or forty years ago, but due to good maintenance, the silver-white movement still maintained its original appearance, making a "click-clack" sound in the air when running.
"Mr. Silco..."
Singed hesitated.
"So, you plan to use these scraps of metal from decades ago to imitate the puppet named Herta in the light screen?"
Silco threw the pocket watch into the pile of metal scraps and sighed,
"You should also know that the technology shown in that light screen is something we can't reach in our lifetime."
"Everything you do is just a waste of effort,"
Silco said silently in his heart, but he didn't want to say it too bluntly, so as not to hurt the professor's heart.
At first, he also yearned for technology on the light screen, especially after seeing Silver Wolf's divine skill that could modify reality.
He couldn't help but feel greedy, but after realizing the gap between the light screen and the Undercity, he decisively decided to give up.
In his opinion, this was no different from a moth flying into a flame – using the limited time in life to try to bridge the technological gap like a chasm was hardly a wise move.
"I understand what you mean."
Singed nodded, but then added, "But if I didn't have this pursuit, I wouldn't have today's achievements."
"Before cooperating with you, I was also a scientist."
Silco didn't continue to persuade him. Having worked with Singed for many years, he knew the professor's temper very well.
He slowly got up, gently brushed off the alchemical dust on his body, and before leaving the laboratory, he looked back at Singed and said in a low voice,
"I'm sorry, professor, I may not support your hobby for too long. Of course, if you are willing to use these machines to research new weapons, that's another matter."
After speaking, the strong men beside Silco slammed the laboratory door shut.
The noisy laboratory returned to silence again. The ticking of the red copper clock hanging on the wall accompanied the gradually receding footsteps. Apart from that, there was no other sound.
After Silco and his party walked away, Singed came to the secret door of the laboratory alone. After he raised his hand to open it, there was a narrow little room hidden inside.
Unlike the mess in the laboratory, the small room was not only clean and tidy, but also decorated very warmly, like a girl's boudoir. An old teddy bear was placed in the center of the boudoir, next to a huge mechanical pod, as if waiting for something.
Singed slowly walked to the mechanical pod, carefully moved his gaze from the button on the pod to the transparent hatch, and when he saw the girl inside, there was a slight tremor in his turbid eyes.
–Unlike ordinary people, the girl's calm face reflected a metallic luster.
"Before becoming a scientist, I was also a father."
Silco only guessed part of his thoughts correctly.
From beginning to end, he never thought of perfectly replicating a precise puppet like "Herta". That kind of perfect and vivid puppet could not be manufactured in Zaun... or even Piltover. Even if he was quite confident in his alchemy research, he did not lose the rationality and self-awareness of being a scientist.
But after glimpsing Herta's almost perfect appearance, he gained a lot of inspiration for a while.
He hadn't thought about applying puppet technology to large-scale war killings for the time being.
But if it could be applied to Orianna, allowing his daughter to have a lively and vivid posture like Herta, and be able to open her eyes and look at him...
He was willing to give everything for it.
—
[ In the light screen, Himeko looked at Stelle with a smile, and invited,
"Stelle...you know you have another choice. There is an Astral Express train parked on the platform. If you are willing, you can come with us."
"The train has dealt with Stellaron a lot. What you are worried about is also the answer we are looking for. Besides..." Himeko paused, glanced at Herta, who was akimbo beside her, "We can always come back and let Herta do research, she is very interested now."
Herta also quite agreed with Himeko's suggestion, who told her that she is a person who is quick to come and go with interest.
Just as Stelle was about to say something, Himeko said that she was not in a hurry for her answer, but was waiting for her on the platform, during which time Stelle could go to see the people she wanted to see.
But as soon as Himeko finished speaking, Stelle's phone suddenly vibrated, and then she received a text message from Herta.
Herta: "Hey, Stelle, I'm Herta. I have good things for you. Come to my office quickly! Waiting for you!"
"?"
Stelle looked at Herta in front of her with question marks, and then silently replied with a question mark. But the puppet who was chattering in front of her suddenly became quiet and motionless.
Stelle: "You are right next to me, can't you just say it directly?"
Herta: [Automatic reply], Hello, I am not available now, and I will not contact you later.
Stelle: "Uh... what's going on?"
"It seems that you have received Herta's text message?" Himeko smiled faintly and looked down at the Herta puppet beside her,
"As you can see, Herta relies on puppets to communicate with you remotely, but Herta does not have only this puppet. She has placed many puppets in the space station. She needs to deal with events in which place, she can log in to the nearest puppet for remote control, which is very convenient."
"If I remember correctly..." Himeko pondered slightly, "She has more than 200 puppets in the space station, scattered all over the place. You can meet them everywhere you go." ]
[ ..... ]
~Frieren: Beyond Journey's End World~
"More than 200!"
Stark widened his mouth in surprise.
"If there were more, it should be able to organize an army of puppets to crusade against the Demon King's army, right?"
Fern carefully examined the Herta puppet and shook her head:
"How do these puppets look like they have any martial power? And I don't know what material they are made of. If they are easily damaged, Ms. Herta should also feel distressed, right?"
As she was talking, Fern noticed that Stark was resting his chin on one hand and staring at the Herta puppet motionlessly.
"Mr. Stark? What are you thinking?"
"Ah, I'm thinking..."
Stark's face showed some longing.
"If Ms. Herta could give me a puppet, that would be great."
Before he finished speaking, Frieren, who was sitting next to Fern, suddenly felt the temperature in the room drop sharply, which made her secretly feel bad.
Stark was like a normal person and didn't notice the disgust in Fern's eyes at all.
The evening breeze from outside the window lifted her long hair, and also made the little purple mushroom feel a little sour, and she didn't want to say a word.
"Fern?"
The careless Stark finally realized that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Fern turned her side and turned her head to the side, puffing her cheeks angrily.
"... Pervert."
—