"Ah, it's you! You pervert who stole the stockings!"
"Ah, it's you! No, wait, I'm not a pervert! Diting stole them last time—I was only trying to find out what happened to my friend!"
"You pervert! Stay away from my Durandal!"
Just as the two of them were arguing,
the appearance of the word "pervert," along with Little Kiana's earlier screams, attracted the attention of the Cloud-to-Guard patrolling nearby.
As luck would have it, one of those Cloud-to-Guard soldiers was the same one from last time. The other was Sushang, whom they had not seen in quite a while.
Fu Xuan, who had been about to leave, also stopped in her tracks, her gaze instantly turning sharp.
She looked toward the little one being protected behind Qing Que and the pink-haired girl in front of her.
I have a feeling there's something going on that I don't know about.
Stelle and Ouyang arrived at that moment as well, and saw the scene before them.
The two of them knew the truth, so countless curses raced through their minds.
Especially Ouyang.
He considered himself fairly familiar with the personalities of everyone in the Express crew, but now it seemed March 7th had some strange preferences.
When Kiana still had her original appearance, March 7th had merely been obsessed with cuddling her, always clinging to Kiana.
But now, she looked like a "perverted woman."
Ouyang made up his mind. The next time they returned to the Space Station,
if they needed to restock supplies, he would take March 7th to receive some psychological treatment.
But March 7th had no idea what Ouyang was thinking.
She had a feeling that she absolutely had to catch this adorable little girl today.
Otherwise, something would be lost forever.
The Cloud-to-Guard soldier from before saw the scene as well.
On one side was Qing Que, the lazy Divination Department official, along with the recently famous and extremely formidable child of Supreme Diviner Fu—the future successor to the position of Supreme Diviner.
On the other side was a repeat offender. After exchanging information with the other Cloud-to-Guard soldiers, they learned that this fellow had even taken out a pink sack on the street earlier and tried to tie someone up and carry them away.
Although she was the general's guest, she was still a pervert.
There was no doubt whose side he should stand on.
Only Sushang had clearly yet to understand what was happening.
She stood there blankly with her longsword in hand, unsure which side she should help.
While this battle over Kiana was still underway, Kiana, the key figure in the whole affair,
suddenly thumped and changed back into her adult form.
Compared with her body from her school days, Kiana's current figure was much more mature.
She could not be called stunningly voluptuous, but she had long, slender, fair legs, a silver-white ponytail hanging down her back, and a delicate waist.
The four young girls present suddenly came up with the same thought at almost exactly the same time.
"Big sister's waist is a blade that kills me. Big sister, please kill me."
"Ki... Kiana!"
"Mm, it's me."
Although she did not know why she had suddenly transformed at this moment, and had even developed so much more,
things had already come to this, so there was no need to keep pretending.
But the others were all stunned, especially Qing Que.
She had originally thought that in a few years, once Durandal grew up, there would be hope for a successor to the Supreme Diviner.
But now?
Durandal's real name was Kiana?
"Oh, so she can inherit the position right now!"
When Fu Xuan saw what had happened, she finally understood why Durandal could not be found in the Xianzhou Luofu's records.
She had thought Durandal was an Outworlder who had drifted here without registering.
Now it seemed that everything had merely been a misunderstanding on her part.
"Hmph, and what of it? Once she is my person for one day, she is my person for life. So what if she is a Nameless?"
The Cloud-to-Guard soldier who had been standing between Qing Que and March 7th, along with Sushang, who had remained frozen in place, immediately made way when Fu Xuan approached.
"Durandal—no, Kiana, come with me."
As she had a few days ago, Fu Xuan took Kiana's hand and tried to lead her away, only to discover that her pull did not move Kiana at all.
She had initially thought Kiana was resisting her.
But when she turned around, she saw that Kiana's other hand was being held by the pink-haired Nameless.
"No! Kiana is mine!"
Two Girls Fighting over Kiana, Declaring Their Claim?
"Wow, they're declaring their claim!"
"Ah!!! The Supreme Diviner is fighting a stranger over someone—and she's even a sister who looks capable of killing people! I'm healed!"
"I've got material for tonight's dreams!"
"I've got material for tonight's writing!"
"Tonight, ***"
"Miss, you'll have to come with us."
The fellow who had been about to abduct someone was taken away by the Cloud-to-Guard.
Seeing so many people nearby watching her, with some of the women blushing as their gazes swept over the three of them,
March 7th naturally understood.
Her words had caused everyone to misunderstand.
But since things had already come to this, she had no intention of correcting herself.
Instead, she directly hugged Kiana's arm, refusing to let Fu Xuan take Kiana away.
"Oh!?"
Fu Xuan did not know whether she felt embarrassed or angry.
But with her blood rushing to her head, she also acted irrationally.
Just like March 7th, she directly hugged Kiana's other arm and tried to pull Kiana toward herself.
However, if one only considered height,
Fu Xuan looked a little taller than Qing Que because of the bun atop her head. Qing Que's build, on the other hand, could be described as petite and delicate, or even somewhat childlike.
By visual estimation, she was probably somewhere between 140 and 150 centimeters tall.
March 7th, however, was nearly half a head taller than Fu Xuan.
If an outsider who did not know the truth saw the scene before them, they might think Fu Xuan was March 7th's daughter.
After all, both of their hair was pink.
Stelle and Ouyang had no intention of getting involved.
Ouyang even pulled Stelle away and led her several steps back, out of the card hall.
"Uncle Yang, are we really leaving them in there? Is that okay?"
"It's fine. I'm used to it."
If Ouyang had not quit smoking, he would probably have been leaning against the wall of the card hall by now, lighting a cigarette and looking back at them.
He really was used to it.
Thinking back to the rooftop in Sky City, the hole Mei had made with Kiana, and the story from before Kiana joined St. Freya Academy about Kiana being kidnapped by a yandere—something that happened in Honkai Impact 2nd, but not Honkai Impact 3rd—
"My successor really is a good one."
But Ouyang suddenly thought of his own successor. Her love triangle seemed even more terrifying than Kiana's.
Ouyang fell silent.
Seeing Ouyang looking as if he had a stomachache, Stelle assumed he had eaten something strange and was feeling unwell.
When Ouyang saw the stomach medicine Stelle handed him, the tension in his nerves eased somewhat.
"Thank goodness. At least there's still Stelle, a normal person. Aside from liking trash cans, she's fairly normal."
But...
"Xianzhou is such a huge place, yet I haven't seen a single trash can.
"But I did see a jar near Changle Heaven that looked quite similar to a trash can.
"This medicine was taken from inside it. The jar can even talk. Could it be some kind of blessing from the Xianzhou?"
Ouyang's hand paused.
An inexplicable sadness shot straight to the top of his head.
"This train... is beyond saving..."
Inside the card hall, Fu Xuan and March 7th were still fighting over Kiana.
The others did not dare interfere and could only watch from the sidelines.
"Let go. Durandal—no, Kiana is already a diviner of the Divination Department.
"Nameless, to put it bluntly, aren't you just a group of unemployed wanderers? How could that compare with the stability of working for the Supreme Diviner?"
Fortunately...
Fortunately, Fu Xuan still held some respect for the Aeons in her heart.
Otherwise, she might have said that the so-called Trailblaze was merely an excuse for shirking work, wandering around everywhere, and causing trouble.
As for Fu Xuan's words,
the people around them could not help nodding.
After all, jobs in the Six Commissions were exceptionally stable on the Xianzhou.
Especially for the Xianzhou natives.
With lifespans lasting several centuries, they did not know how many shopkeepers they could outlive.
Only the Six Commissions offered stability, along with sufficient room for advancement. They would not have to worry about working for a few years only for the boss to grow old or the shop to disappear.
"That's not true! Being a Nameless is so much freer. You can do whatever you want, without restraint, and see all kinds of different scenery.
"Kiana definitely doesn't want to be tied down in one place, working day and night!"
This time, Qing Que nodded.
She also wanted to play cards every day, slack off and rest every day, and wander around looking for new card partners.
She even had a grand ambition: for everyone to become a supporter of Imperial Jade.
A new Aeon—the Sparrow God—would follow the path of slacking off and playing cards. Cue the forced smile.
But Fu Xuan noticed Qing Que's movement.
Fu Xuan turned around and glared fiercely at her before turning back and continuing this "battle over Kiana."
"Oh no, the Supreme Diviner has noticed me again. I'm doomed, I'm doomed!"
"If Kiana comes back, everything will be fine. But what if Kiana really leaves? Will the Supreme Diviner vent her anger on me? Ah, no, I don't want that!"
Kiana looked at the little slacker Qing Que, who was gazing at her with teary eyes like a tiny sparrow.
Then she looked at the two girls still clinging to her arms and facing each other.
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