A Letter from the Past

FrostNova's gaze sharpened, but because she was now being propelled into a state of arousal by Mizuki's life force, her gaze was more alluring than sharp.

"Real..."

Mudrock blushed a little, but nothing really happened between her and Mizuki that night. Well, even though she really wanted something to happen, or rather, that was her goal, she didn't succeed in the end; they only held hands.

"At that time, Mizuki was already preparing to leave, so I thought I'd chat with him. He happened to be writing a letter, so I asked him out of curiosity."

Suppressing her inner excitement, Mudrock recalled Mizuki's expression at that time. It was a seriousness she had never seen before. Mizuki rarely had such an expression. Most of the time, he was always smiling, maintaining a reassuring smile no matter what problems he encountered.

"Mizuki told me that these letters he wrote were addressed to a man named Izumik."

The treatment was briefly interrupted. Mizuki looked surprised. Didn't he know who Izumik was? "I'm writing a letter to myself? What kind of operation is this?"

"Mizuki, do you still remember who that was?"

"Um... I vaguely remember, I vaguely remember, let's get treatment first."

Abruptly changing the subject, Mizuki continued treating the two women. However, as the treatment progressed, FrostNova found it increasingly difficult to endure the sensation. For some reason, Miss Mudrock was also aroused, her face flushing red from her ears to her cheeks, making them both look exceptionally alluring.

After finishing FrostNova's treatment, Mizuki continued to clear the Originium crystals from Mudrock's body. At the same time, she pondered a question: had her mental state been somewhat abnormal during her year of travel?

Thinking this, Mizuki continued the treatment, and then, unsurprisingly... another unexpected event occurred.

"Ah!!!!"

Inside the dormitory of Penguin Logistics, Exusiai's high-pitched voice woke up all the remaining girls.

"Oh no, how did I sleep until this morning?" Exusiai n't help but hit her head with a pillow. "I was planning to give the ring to Mizuki last night!"

"Hey, what are you yelling about?"

Croissant n't help but yawn and then got out of bed. The girls had slept together last night because they thought Mizuki would come (however, Lemuen successfully cheated on them last night).

"I was sleeping so soundly... Hmm, how come it's almost noon?"

Looking at his watch, Kong couldn't help but scratch his head; this wasn't quite what they had agreed on.

"Looks like Mizuki helped us adjust to the time difference. We're a little hungry, let's go get some breakfast."

Compared to Exusiai, the remaining three girls were much calmer; they weren't planning to give away their prepared gifts so soon.

"Oh no, damn it, I was planning to sell you my stockpiled security equipment at a high price last night!"

Croissant gritted her teeth, then suddenly remembered this. These past few days had been a rather dangerous time for the girls, and she had been thinking of taking advantage of their misfortune.

"Can't you be a human being, Croissant?" Exusiai n't help but roll her eyes. "Among us, you're the one who needs that thing the most, aren't you?"

Why?

"Look at the question you're asking." Exusiai, picked up her clothes and put them on. "Sora was already prepared to publicly announce that she was temporarily suspending all activities to focus on getting pregnant. Texas didn't care at all, and I'm already pregnant. Besides you, who else in this family needs me?"

That makes a lot of sense. It seems like Croissant the only one in the family who doesn't want to get pregnant so soon. As for Sora, needless to say, this girl is eager to have sex with him in one go, and if one time isn't enough, then she'll have to do it ten or more times. Texas would probably be happy to continue the family line as well.

"By the way, where did Mizuki go?"

"I don't know." Exusiai stroked her chin. "Anyway, if she didn't cook for me, she's probably been entangled with another woman again, maybe without the 'entangled' part."

It can only be said that no one knows a husband Exusiai's practiced guessing always makes one feel a little sorry for her.

Chapter 155 A Letter from the Past

Every letter should have its envelope, and every letter should have its own mailbox.

However, when it comes to writing a letter to herself, Mizuki has to wonder if this is the kind of topic you'd only encounter in a high school essay. But clearly, Mizuki wasn't in such a good mood during her trip; in fact, she might even have been a little anxious.

At that time, Mizuki never stayed in one place for too long. After returning to Iberia from Ursus, something must have happened that caused Mizuki to lose her memory. She then found Skadi and left for Sami. During this time, she chose to take a detour, traveling along Sargon to Bolivar, then to Columbia, and finally reaching Sami by establishing a cooperative relationship with a scientific expedition team.

Unfortunately, the expedition team encountered something extremely dangerous during their exploration of Sami. Fear infected them, and they eventually became part of that thing. Mizuki had no choice but to eliminate them all.

"In such a desperate situation, why did I choose to take a detour instead of going directly to Sami?"

Mizuki pursed his lips, leaning against the cafeteria table with one hand. All he had were memories, not all the emotions he had felt at the time. After all, the memories he had regained all came from the Black Sunny Doll he had left for Muelsyse.

He suddenly understood what the Emperor meant. Knowing what happened in the past and regaining memories are two different things. Many people remember the past, but they don't remember their feelings and thoughts at the time, and Mizuki is no exception.

"It seems I really need to go to Iberia, but once I'm Iberia, where should I go next?"

This is another problem. Mizuki only knows that he should go to Iberia, but he doesn't know where to go after that. His amnesia can't be without reason. The person in Columbia who sends him money all day long should know something. The Emperor also knows some things, but Mizuki can't expect others to tell him the answer.

"Meow?"

Just then, Mizuki heard a very cute voice. Turning her head, she saw a pink lamb standing next to her. The lamb had fluffy fur and wore an adorable summer hat. It was staring at the cake on Mizuki's plate.

"Want some?"

Mizuki picked up a piece of cake and handed it over, even though to others it seemed like he was performing a one-man show, since there was nothing around him.

However, the little lamb opened its mouth and bit the cake, but kindly avoided biting his hand.

(Everyone on Rhodes Island keeps some weird but cute creatures. Should I get one too?)

As Mizuki thought this, the image of Rosemary immediately came to mind when she thought of the word "pet." It seemed that the little cat always acted like a pet, snuggling in Mizuki's arms.

"You must be Eyjafjalla's friend. Hmm, a peculiar existence, touching upon the realm of life and soul, yet also reflecting emotions. How interesting."

With her current abilities, Mizuki could easily see through the true nature of this little lamb at a glance. Of course, this isn't surprising, given that Mizuki already has plenty of secrets of her own. The Doctor and Kal'tsit unanimously agreed that she was "the most unlikely existence."

A living Evolutionary Singularity is itself a desecration and denial of evolution. Mizuki didn't quite understand what this meant, but as long as he could help the Doctor, that was enough for him; he didn't care much about anything else.

I'll ask Xiao Le and the others tomorrow if they want to come with me to Iberia. We'll talk about the rest later.

"Meow~"

The little lamb, having finished its cake, rubbed against Mizuki's palm. Its fur was very hot, hot enough to burn a person, but it was fine as long as it didn't touch her. Mizuki wasn't afraid of that temperature either.

"I see. So Eyjafjalla probably can't see you either; she hasn't realized your existence yet."

They don't understand, so they can't sense or observe, unless these little guys actively contact people. But according to this little guy, they haven't actively communicated with Eyjafjalla for many years now, so they're probably confused.

"Mizuki, what are you doing, talking to yourself?"

Huang looked at Mizuki with some confusion, not understanding his behavior of talking to himself.

It's impossible for Mizuki to be the only one in the cafeteria, but it's indeed strange that he doesn't have any other women with him. There's a strange betting game going around on Rhodes Island now: bet on which beautiful woman will be with Mizuki in the cafeteria the next day at noon, and the person who guesses the wrong one has to buy lunch that day.

So when they saw Mizuki talking to herself, the surrounding operators instinctively felt a chill, thinking that it shouldn't be a ghost in broad daylight.

"It's nothing, just an invisible friend, and a very enthusiastic one at that... Ah, don't go over there."

Mizuki seemed to have grasped life; Huang sensed a breeze in the air, clearly indicating that something was indeed there.

"You're too hot. Although Huang is very enthusiastic, you'll burn her."

These words seemed to carry a hidden meaning, after all, in common language, enthusiasm also means hot and fiery. People around couldn't help but look at Huang, and yes, her figure was indeed hot.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? Hey Mizuki, I can't see what you're holding."

"It's Eyjafjalla's friend, but it really can't be seen by anyone."

"You can see it?"

"I can notice almost anything that can be classified as life, even though it's far from being truly alive. As long as it notices me, I can notice it."

This is a rather complicated principle to explain, and Huang really didn't understand it, but it seemed quite impressive. Mizuki didn't bother to explain too much either, treating it as just a casual chat.

The little lamb jumped out of his arms and strolled away, while Huang simply sat down next to Mizuki.

Well, nobody won this bet. Everyone guessed it Exusiai, Rosemary, or maybe even the Doctor. Some of the bolder ones even dared to guess Kal'tsit, but who would have thought it would be Blaze?

"Mizuki, how do you make Rosemary stick so sticky? Teach me!"

Huang's words carried a hint of jealousy. She had always considered herself Rosemary's older sister, but now Rosemary was the one who clung to Mizuki the most, even wanting to go see Mizuki as soon as she woke up this morning.

What Huang found most unbelievable was that Rosemary actually asked her how to grow taller and improve her figure, but Huang believed that Mizuki was not the kind of person who had any special fetish for young lolis.

However, Rosemary has an extraordinary obsession with Mizuki.

"... I don't know what she likes about me, otherwise she would have changed her mind long ago."

Mizuki sighed. Although it was a bit hurtful to say it, he really didn't want the other party to pester him too much, at least not like this.

[Great God of Life, Izumik, may you bless this child to grow up healthy, and may you also bless my wife to give birth to a healthy girl safely. We have always wanted a daughter.]

The voice in his mind startled Mizuki. He separated a part of his consciousness to trace its origin, finally pinpointing it to a church in Iberia, Mizuki's church.

Despite its simplicity and somewhat eerie architectural style, the air here is fresh and not oppressive, and the church is always bathed in sunlight during the day.

An Iberia man stands in the church, before him a sculpture carved from stone, resembling two intertwined vines (actually tentacles) forming a spiraling ascent.

The double helix, symbolizing life, extends upwards, with the pointed bud carved at the very top symbolizing the infinite possibilities of life. According to the Sea Siren, this can also represent the essence of the Mizuki in a certain sense, since the Mizuki doesn't really like being carved and worshipped by them.

"Is this alright, Miss Bishop?"

"Yes, that will do." Number 233 nodded. "My Lord Izumik is the master of life and evolution. As long as you pray sincerely, He will know."

Perhaps fearing that this wasn't enough, Sea Siren #233 added.

"Of course, my Lord Izumik, while in charge of life and evolution, guarantees the fulfillment of requests for children, and can also grant requests for wealth, good fortune, career advancement, and academic success..."

(I definitely heard it)

Mizuki couldn't help but clench her fists. They hardened, really hardened. Why did these Sea Siren always manage to create so much trouble for her?

While it is true that Mizuki possesses the power to influence life and represents evolution itself, he can indeed ensure that others give birth to offspring and bless the child to be born healthy, all that is needed is for the tentacles to watch over the child, and he can even help with surgery.

But what's with all this talk about seeking wealth, good fortune, career advancement, and academic success?! He doesn't know any of those things!

"What's wrong, Mizuki?"

"Nothing."

Mizuki smiled and shook his head. He suddenly had a strong urge to rush to Iberia and beat up all those brats. If all his future daughters were like that, he would be furious.

"Really? You don't look too well."

It could even be described as somewhat terrifying. As Elite Operator of Rhodes Island, Blaze has experienced battles large and small, and she doesn't even blink when free-falling from Michael.

Even with such brilliance, she actually felt a sense of oppression from Mizuki, as if she had encountered a natural enemy.

"Really? Oh, I'm sorry, I did recall some unpleasant things, and I have a feeling this trip won't go too smoothly."

Mizuki sighed softly, then closed his eyes. He needed some time to think and explore. He had already stayed in Lungmen and Rhodes Island long enough, and both reality and dreams were urging him to move forward.

(So, since I went to Iberia, what I did must be related to Seaborn and the sea. Perhaps Seaborn knows something.)

As Mizuki gently bit her lip, deep in thought, she heard a lively voice ring out in the cafeteria.

"Is Mr. Izumik there? I have a letter for you!"

Mizuki turned around and looked at the Vulpo Messenger girl wearing a coat and carrying a shoulder bag. She looked to be around twenty years old.

"Who is Izumik? I don't think there's anyone like him on Rhodes Island. Angelina, you didn't send him to the wrong place?"

Huang muttered to himself, but then he saw Mizuki stand up beside him and walk straight toward Angelina.

"It's mine. Can I ask who the sender is?"

"Ah, the sender's name is Mizuki... um?"

Angelina suddenly noticed that the name tag on Mizuki's chest clearly showed his own name, exactly the same as the sender's.

"Izumik and Mizuki are the same person; the Doctor and Kal'tsit can prove this."

"... Oh well."

Trusting her fellow Rhodes Island operator, Angelina handed the letters to Mizuki. Even if he wasn't the recipient, he was at least the sender, and senders have the right to retrieve their mail.

There were quite a few letters, ten in a row, and the dates they were written seemed to be around the time when Mizuki left the Reunion and returned to Iberia.

Were these letters all delayed?

"No, we don't have a delayed mail service; these letters were just written very early."

"Yeah..."

Mizuki looked at the letter in her hand. The address was Iberia, but the sender was undoubtedly himself. A letter from a year ago?

Mizuki frowned as she opened the envelope and took out the letter, because inside the sealed letter, besides the letter itself, there was also a flower, a flower that had not yet withered.

Its existence tells Mizuki that the letter actually came from a not-too-distant time, perhaps even less than two weeks ago.

"Thanks."

Mizuki politely thanked Angelina, then turned to clear his plate. The letter had suddenly given him a spark of inspiration amidst his troubled thoughts.

These letters were probably the ones that FrostNova and Mudrock mentioned that morning; they were letters he wrote himself, and his handwriting confirms this.