Otto's Wedding?

[System: The countdown for the quick-answer round begins now!]

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[Congratulations to Otto Apocalypse for successfully seizing the answer]

[Welt: Tch, dumb luck]

(From now on, Old Yang from HI3 will be called Welt)

[Tesla: Otto, you *******]

[Ding! Tesla has been muted]

[System: There are kids here too. Building a civilized livestream room starts with you and me]

[Einstein: Sigh... Doctor...]

[Theresa: Grandpa actually grabbed it?]

[Durandal: Congratulations, Overseer]

[All Valkyries: Congratulations, Overseer]

[Otto: Looks like my luck isn't bad.]

Otto thought: Hmm... from body type alone, I can rule out that Stelle first.

Then there's Lumine and Dreamseeker. Those two are really hard to judge...

But based on the clues, one comes from a world of swords and magic, the other from a future world.

Our world does have Flame Chasers like Fu Hua who hasn't changed a bit in fifty thousand years, but I'm certain no survivor from the Previous Civilization fits this description.

That little girl named Lumine, though—preserving youth in a magical world is a simple matter. So...

[Otto: Then... I choose C, Dreamseeker]

At Schicksal headquarters, Amber: "Overseer, isn't your answer a bit too hasty?" In Amber's view, risky matters like this could be handled by subordinates like herself.

"Heh, Amber, this is just an experiment—an experiment on this livestream room." Though he'd thought a lot earlier, it was only because this system claimed to have resurrection abilities.

To Otto, aside from Kallen, there wasn't much in this world he cared about, so he didn't mind the so-called punishment at all.

In his view, if he was right, he'd likely gain a reward to revive Kallen; if wrong, at worst he'd lose some external possessions. Plus, the punishment might reveal some of the system's methods—either way, it was a sure win.

[Congratulations to Otto... Wrong answer!]

[Theresa: What! Grandpa got it wrong?]

Theresa couldn't believe it. In her eyes, while her grandfather wasn't a good person, someone who'd controlled Schicksal for 500 years was meticulous and never made mistakes easily—at least, she'd never seen his plans fail.

But thinking back to the question—asking who among three strangers was youngest—aside from the gray-haired one who could be ruled out, the other two were hard to guess. With a grown woman's build mixed into two girls, a 50% chance of being wrong was unavoidable. Unless the tallest one was actually the oldest?

Theresa looked down at herself... Maybe that wasn't impossible?

[Just unmuted Tesla: Yes! Nice one]

[Otto: Oh, wrong, was it? Then what's the punishment?]

[Tesla: I'm so hyped right now!!!]

[Tesla: Messy hair, don't just stand there—everyone, get pumped!]

Inside Anti-Entropy, watching Dr. Tesla already starting to prepare fireworks, the messy-haired Einstein could only shake her head helplessly. "Sigh, really, Doctor, don't forget the system hasn't announced Otto's punishment yet."

Tesla, attaching fireworks to a Titan, replied, "Oh, messy hair, can you not be such a buzzkill? Whatever the punishment, as long as I see him suffer, I feel great. And don't just stand there—come help me install these fireworks! Today's worth shutting down all of Anti-Entropy for three days."

Einstein went over to help Tesla install fireworks on the Titan but couldn't help muttering, "What do you mean, 'worth shutting down for three days'..."

"Messy hair, I mean we cram the joy worth celebrating for three days into one day—get it?"

"Yes, yes, I don't get it, but I do know that if your invention explodes again, we'll have to debut as idols to fund our research."

"Hey hey, messy hair, don't be such a downer on this happy day..."

Leaving aside that pair's daily antics, over at Schicksal, things were calm.

Otto sat in his chair, hands propping up his chin, quietly waiting for the system's punishment.

"Overseer, about the system's punishment..."

"No need to worry, Amber. While I'm undergoing the punishment, Schicksal's affairs are temporarily in your hands."

"Yes, Overseer!"

[System: It seems our Overseer is ready to accept the punishment]

[System: Now, announcing the punishment.]

[Punishment: Otto must attend a wedding as a random identity]

[Tesla: Why is his punishment so easy!]

[Welt: But it's still a punishment—he'll probably attend as a cleaner or doorman. That should be a decent blow to Schicksal's reputation.]

[Durandal: Whatever his role, the Overseer will surely complete it flawlessly.]

[Rita: Overseer, would you like me to teach you some cleaning tips?]

[Otto: Thank you, Rita, but that won't be necessary. I can manage simple tasks like cleaning on my own.]

[System: The punishment begins now.]

Otto, who had just been standing in his spot, vanished instantly. At the same time, his figure appeared on the screen.

On the screen, Otto was now dressed in an exquisite green formal suit, standing on the central platform of a grand and magnificent auditorium. Before him stood a woman in a wedding gown, her long white hair flowing, radiating an aura of sacred purity.

[Durandal: It seems the Overseer's role is that of a groom!]

[Ningguang: So this is what they call punishment?]

[Himeko: Marrying a woman counts as punishment?]

[Sampo: And such a beautiful one at that. If this is punishment, old Sampo wouldn't mind taking his place!]

[Sparkle: Oh~ if it isn't Sampo. You haven't been to the tavern in ages. I heard you went to some remote planet—can't fathom what draws you to a desolate place like that.]

On Jarilo-VI, Sampo was scouring a snowfield outside Belobog for ancient relics. When he saw Sparkle's message, he nearly dropped the artifact he'd just unearthed.

[Sampo: Oh dear, miss, I think you've mistaken me for someone else. Old Sampo doesn't have the coin for taverns, and I've never laid eyes on you before.]

[Sparkle: Alright, alright, then I must have been mistaken.]

Sparkle didn't mind. She played along for the fun of it, but... as a little repayment for Sampo's cooperation, borrowing his identity for a while shouldn't be a problem, right?

Seeing Sparkle admit her mistake, Sampo breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, to him, the identity of "old Sampo" on Belobog was crucial. If he lost it, all his preparations on this planet over the years would go to waste.

[Theresa: But the woman in front of Grandpa... she looks familiar...]

[Theresa: Wait, this woman is...]

Gazing at the bride before him, Otto's hands began to tremble uncontrollably. His pupils contracted sharply, and his voice quivered as he spoke: "You are..."