Ye Sheng practically dragged Mo Wang aboard. Both were soaked through as they pushed open the cabin door in a bedraggled state.
Warm air carrying the scents of coffee, engine oil, and a hint of milk washed over them, forming a stark contrast to the raging wind and rain outside.
The cabin lights were dim, but Mo Wang immediately spotted Professor Manes Rundstedt standing in the center, looking somewhat tired. Beside him, Selma—an efficient-looking girl of about twenty-three or twenty-four with distinctly Latin features from the Execution Department—was busy with Yagi Kudo, tending to a small infant wrapped in a soft blanket.
A gentle maternal warmth softened Yagi's face as she lightly rocked the baby in her arms. The infant seemed to have only just settled down.
The combination was truly strange—a stern professor, a capable agent, a gentle female diver, and an utterly out-of-place infant.
Mo Wang's gaze swept back and forth between Professor Manes and the baby several times. His expression instantly shifted into one of shock, contempt, and I finally see you for who you are. Raising a finger at Manes, he spoke in a grief-stricken tone.
"Professor! Even though I've never liked your classes much and thought they were as boring as listening to a monk chant scriptures, I really never expected... you to be this kind of person!" He paused, as if he needed to gather his courage before saying the next line, then raised his voice several octaves. "You've only been out of the college for a few days! How did you already have a child?! This efficiency... even capitalists would cry at the sight of it!"
Professor Manes, who had just been about to greet Mo Wang and ask whether the journey had gone smoothly, choked on his breath at those words and