Almost at the same time, Captain Fina C. Lee crawled out of her sleeping bag after a three-hour beauty nap.
She glanced at the empty sleeping bag across from her, which belonged to Yami, chuckled, and casually reached into the travel bag beside it to pull out a skincare set made from specially sourced mother-of-pearl.
She quickly finished her morning routine, evenly applying the skincare products—which were impossible to find on the market—to her flawless face. Once she felt the moisture and pearl essence sink into her skin cells, she tied her long hair into a neat ponytail.
Musing about the extravagant excesses of the upper classes, she hummed as she pulled an induction cooker from the equipment behind her and began making a milk-and-fruit porridge that perfectly suited her persona.
Fifi cooked with great concentration, seeming not to notice Yami sitting at the table behind her, carefully reading through documents on her terminal.
When the milk in the pot was nearly boiling, she turned the cooker down to its lowest setting. Stirring the ingredients with a spoon, she said, "Did you pull another all-nighter? A couple of days ago, you were complaining that the skincare products I brought weren't high-end enough."
Yamida Songo Berenkest didn't turn around. "I only said that if you're going to put chemicals on your face, you might as well use the best available, if you can afford it. You're not exactly short on money, are you?"
"I don't have any money. Fish earns a lot, but he spends even more. If I didn't keep an eye on him, we wouldn't have enough saved for retirement or even a little house of our own," Fifi said solemnly. "Besides, you can't buy this skincare set anywhere."
"That's true. It has to be ordered through special channels,"