Aftermath

Keqing tried her best to calm herself down.

—She's mainly a bit of a girl with an overactive girlish heart.

Simply being disgusting isn't actually that disgusting.

She, a Yuheng Star had worked as a rammed earth worker, a cart puller, and a waiter, was not so delicate.

The main reason was that her girlish heart was bursting with excitement; these people were all incredibly shameless, which she found hard to accept.

"Alright, let's get started."

Keqing felt this was the first time she had faced work with a sense of helplessness.

Ningguang didn't say much and started helping Keqing clean up the scene.

"Beidou, what are you just standing there for?" Keqing looked at Beidou as he walked towards the wine cabinet.

"My hand is injured."

With an expression that suggested a blessing in disguise, Beidou showed Keqing his bandaged hand.

"..." Speechless.

Once they recovered, the group didn't mind the environment as much anymore.

As for taking action, both Ningguang and Keqing wore gloves—though none of them were work gloves.

Especially with the Ningguang, the black silk gloves even allow you to directly feel the liquid's texture.

Keqing's gloves are much better.

The first thing the two of them dealt with was Yelan.

... Although not counting Kafka, there were only five people present who were unconscious.

But taking care of five unconscious people... it would be much easier with at least ten people.

"... Gentlemen, can you please be a little more focused on your work?" Ningguang, who was wiping Yelan's body with a towel, was speechless as she looked at Inazuma's side where only Kujou Sara was taking care of Raiden Makoto.

Everyone else was surrounding Liu Bai.

... Although I know you've changed generals, is it really necessary to be so pragmatic?

"Huh? We're working hard right now."

"..." Never mind, there's no way to communicate with these people.

No, it should be said that this group of people didn't take this matter seriously at all.

Ningguang rubbed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

"... Ningguang, do you really think this is okay?"

Keqing couldn't help but ask.

After calming down, Keqing reflected on the current situation.

You still want to get married even in this state?

"At least the atmosphere was good."

"..."

Keqing was speechless.

After all, even a fool would know that these people couldn't possibly be completely indifferent to their former general.

In the eyes of this group of people, getting drunk might not be a big deal at all...

The atmosphere among this group was quite relaxed; no one bothered with Kafka, and no one cared about Yelan either.

Can this really be considered a plus?

"These clothes need to be washed too." Ningguang didn't continue the discussion with Keqing, but looked at the clothes on the ground. "Let's get these clothes out and wash them."

Chapter 252 Aftermath

"Cough cough..."

"Ah, good morning, Dr. Ruan Mei."

"Good morning... Miss Sara." Naked Ruan Mei sat up in bed, clutching her head. "Where am I...?"

"Still at the Yanshang Teahouse."

"Really..." Ruan Mei rubbed her temples.

Her head hurt so much... This was the first time she had ever experienced such a hangover.

Most scientists dislike the feeling of losing their minds.

"Cough cough..."

"Is your throat sore?"

"It's alright... Could you get me a glass of water?"

"Wait a moment." Sara nodded and got up to get some water.

Ruan Mei touched her throat again, feeling a little uncomfortable, and even felt like gagging.

What happened after I got drunk?

Ruan Mei tried her best to find some fragments of Remembrance in her mind.

Perhaps because Ruan Mei relies on her brain for a living, she managed to recall some of her Remembrance after trying so hard to remember.

"..."

Especially the Remembrance of looking up at Liu Bai...

Ruan Mei tried hard to forget her shameless fawning attitude in her Remembrance, but she always felt that there was a lingering smell in her nasal cavity.

Is it because I drank it that my throat feels uncomfortable now?

Ruan Mei didn't know exactly how much of that stuff she drank back then... anyway, she felt it was quite a lot.

Ruan Mei squeezed her throat, and her dry mouth began to secrete saliva. After swallowing a few times, Ruan Mei felt much better.

The headache also lessened considerably.

Then, Ruan Mei suddenly remembered something and hurriedly put her hand under the covers.

"...fine."

"...?"

Kujou Sara had just finished fetching water, looked at Ruan Mei's actions with a strange expression.

However, after a moment's thought, Kujou Sara understood what Ruan Mei's gesture meant.

... I was both amused and exasperated.

"Here you are, the Doctor, your water."

"Thanks."

Ruan Mei took the water and drank it all in one gulp, then spoke hesitantly.

"Do you know what happened before...?"

"..." Upon hearing this question, Sara hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Miss Kafka used her Words of Power to hint at Lord Liu Bai, but due to... well, it's hard to say, the situation got out of Kafka's control."

"... Including me?"

Ruan Mei maintained a calm expression, but a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

"Ah no, Miss Kafka said you are..." Sara probably felt too embarrassed, so she stopped halfway through her sentence.

Ruan Mei fell silent again, and after a long while she finally spoke, "... You saw it too?"

Did you see yourself "flattering" Liu Bai?

Ruan Mei's hands trembled slightly under the blanket, but her face maintained a gentle and calm expression.

"...Coincidentally." Sara's gaze shifted slightly upwards.

Although they didn't have a pot, she would still feel embarrassed in this situation—not everyone is as excited as Kitsune Saiguu.

Ruan Mei had nothing to say, but simply handed the empty water glass to Kujou Sara again.

... To be honest, although things haven't gotten to the worst point, Ruan Mei's mind is still a bit confused.

Should we try to erase this dark history?

Kujou Sara understood immediately and went to pour water for Ruan Mei.

"By the way, how is Liu Bai doing now?"

Ruan Mei asked casually.

"I'm still not awake because I'm exhausted," Sara replied. "Are you... alright with your throat?"

She saw it for herself; before Liu Bai dispelled the Words of Power...

"There's nothing seriously wrong."

Ruan Mei nodded.

She simply assumed that the discomfort in her throat was due to drinking too much—after all, she would never have drunk that stuff before, so she had no idea what it felt like.

"...Um, you...no, it's nothing."

Kujou Sara opened her mouth, then closed it again.

She actually wanted to ask Ruan Mei how she felt, but felt it was difficult to bring it up.

Ruan Mei didn't pay attention to Kujou Sara's strange reaction... nor did she have the time or inclination to think about Kujou Sara's matter.

For her, the biggest problem now is how to face Liu Bai.

This is a bit awkward. If Liu Bai forcibly pinned her down there, she would have something to say.

Or perhaps he himself has been influenced by Kafka's Words of Power and might go looking for trouble with Kafka.

But now, both Kujou Sara's words and her own Remembrance prove that she was actively trying to curry favor with Liu Bai.

What was I thinking back then?

Ruan Mei felt a long-lost sense of restlessness stemming from things outside of scientific research.

Dealing with this kind of thing is clearly not her area of expertise.

... Never mind, I'll go cause trouble for Kafka.

Who is to say that, tracing back to the source, it was Kafka who forced her to stay there and play games?

Only...

Yeah, I can't beat Kafka.

If Kafka (Ka is the one who broke into the six-in-one) were to create his own experimental laboratory, he would have countless ways to turn Kafka into a seedbed for experimental purposes.

But in this place... even at her most conservative level, Kafka could take on five or six of herself.

Especially since this matter, while serious, hasn't reached the point where it could be escalated to the lowest possible level...

Reason told her that it was pointless and unlikely to succeed in finding fault with this matter.

Kafka's biggest mistake was just dragging her into playing games; everything else was her own doing.

Furthermore, if we continue to shift the blame for playing games, it will eventually fall on Yelan's shoulders...

"Water."

"Thank you." Ruan Mei took the water; the second glass of water made her feel a little more awake.

Kujou Sara looked at Ruan Mei.

She felt... that this the Doctor wasn't so "detached from worldly affairs" anymore?

Even Kujou Sara could sense the complexity of Ruan Mei's inner thoughts beneath her feigned calm expression.

"... Has anyone else woken up?"

"They're all awake." Sara nodded.