Lemuen's Moral Compass

They chatted intermittently, and although it was only a short wait of less than ten minutes, it felt incredibly long. Exusiai had spent a long time falling asleep last night, and now she felt a similar tension again.

Mizuki gently placed her hand on Exusiai's hand, which gradually calmed her down.

"Gentlemen, your marriage certificate is ready."

The person in charge of processing the documents had just finished speaking when he felt the marriage certificate in his hand tremble, then break free and fly towards Mizuki.

"Thanks."

As Mizuki took the small red booklet from the tentacle, she felt a strange stirring in her heart. The pollution, which had been deepening, paused for a moment, and then gradually became sluggish and slowed down.

Of the 86,325,078 confirmed timelines that are still growing, he must be the happiest one, Mizuki. It was just a thin little book, but it gave Mizuki a real feeling. From then on, he truly had a lover and a person to care for.

Exusiai also felt that the subtle connection between herself and Mizuki had become even stronger; she could now occasionally seem to hear Mizuki's thoughts.

"Try not to think about it, and don't listen to it." Mizuki stopped Exusiai, who had become her wife, in time. "I currently have at least 200,000 offspring terminal clones in Terra, more than 30,000 of which have become my avatars. It's very noisy."

This isn't a matter of arguing or not. The information transmitted back by more than 200,000 offspring could absolutely overwhelm Exusiai's brain in an instant, which is something Mizuki would never want to see.

"I can hear you too?"

"This is one of the few benefits of being with me, Xiao Le. You're also evolving in an unknown direction. Of course, there's a big difference between a trend and evolution itself. If it were you, it might take hundreds of years."

"That's alright. I won't be around for hundreds of years... Hmm, you can find someone else then?"

Exusiai's smile was relaxed and cheerful; she wasn't joking.

"I don't object."

"Let's talk about this in the future."

Mizuki gently patted Exusiai's head and put the little red notebook into her pocket.

"So, what are we having for dinner tonight, honey?"

"Let's keep it the same as before. You're almost blushing."

It seems that it will take a long time for Exusiai to accept this title without any psychological pressure. Mizuki himself is the same. When Exusiai called out this title, his first reaction was to turn his head away and pull her away quickly. He has no heart, but he still felt a kind of emotion called a racing heartbeat.

"How dare you say that to me? Aren't you just itching to sprint away right now?"

Exusiai reached out her right hand and touched her cheek; it was indeed a little hot, and anyone who didn't know better would think she had a fever.

Let's go home.

Mizuki walked to the door and got on her... bicycle. Yes, it was a bicycle, but this time it was an idea that Exusiai came up with on a whim.

"Alright~" Exusiai sat in the back seat, opened her arms and hugged Mizuki's waist, "Mizuki! Let's go!"

"Don't treat me like a means of transportation."

Mizuki rode her bicycle leisurely, carrying Exusiai, back home.

Slow and unhurried, Exusiai liked this feeling when she was with Mizuki, watching people come and go on the street, occasionally seeing a few familiar faces, and giving them a warm greeting.

When they saw Exusiai actually hugging Mizuki's waist, everyone who knew how unconventional this girl's personality was showed a surprised expression.

"When are you finally going to find someone?" A middle-aged woman who looked to be in her fifties reached out and patted her son on the back. "Look at you, even Exusiai has found a partner, and you're still single!"

"Ha ha."

Mizuki couldn't help but laugh, and Exusiai pinched the soft flesh around her waist.

What are you laughing at?

"It's nothing, nothing." Mizuki shook her head. "It's just that I feel like from now on, Xiao Le, you'll definitely be used by the Lungmen Marriage Registration Office as an ambassador to encourage marriage and love."

This was a possibility that Exusiai had never considered. She was stunned for a moment, then realized what Mizuki meant. She thought about how one day in the future, her wedding photo with Mizuki would suddenly appear in an advertisement for the TV series "Lungmen," with a caption. "Don't easily lose hope in love. Even Exusiai can find a partner. Believe in yourself, you can too!"

This is too Exusiai! Just thinking about it sends chills down Exusiai's spine. She definitely has to find Ch'en and stop this from happening!

"It's terrifying to even think about. If something like that were to happen, I probably would never return to Lungmen in my entire life."

"Then let's go to Siesta, or open a dessert shop in Laterano, maybe selling candied hawthorns."

"You still remember this?"

"Of course, I won't forget anything you said," Mizuki said, as if to confirm that she herself could believe it, "I definitely won't forget anything."

Exusiai tightened her grip around his waist, swallowed the words of comfort that were on the tip of her tongue, and simply buried her face in his hair.

"Ride slowly, we'll find a place to get something to eat later."

"How was that noodle shop we ate at before? I really liked it."

"Okay, you pay this time."

"It's all joint property between husband and wife, why are you being so petty?"

Mizuki muttered something to herself, then slowed down, driving her beloved girl at a pace equivalent to a normal person jogging, towards their usual date spot.

The pollution was still ongoing, but it had slowed down considerably. As she rode her bicycle, Mizuki recalled all her memories of meeting Exusiai from the moment she opened her eyes until they were chatting and laughing. After checking that there were no mistakes, she breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then checked her memories again.

This cycle kept repeating in her mind as Mizuki gripped the bicycle handlebars tightly.

He has witnessed the loss of many versions of himself in parallel worlds, and after merging with the Sea of Life, he became Mizuki, having lost much of himself.

So no matter what, he didn't want any mistakes in this memory, and he absolutely had to protect the girl behind him who was hugging him, humming a little tune, and thinking about how she would show off her happiness when they got back.

Chapter 237 Lemuen's Ethical Heart

What's going on with you two?

According to Lemuen's thinking, Exusiai wouldn't rush back after getting her marriage certificate with Mizuki; she would definitely find a place to celebrate first before returning to show off to her.

However, the way these two looked looked like they had just returned from a battle.

"I accidentally fell into a puddle while riding my bicycle." Mizuki glanced at Exusiai. "It's all Xiao Le's fault, she tickled my waist."

"Who told you to talk to my sister about our wedding tonight? Why the rush?"

Exusiai nudged Mizuki with her elbow; if it weren't for Lemuen's watchful eye, she would have wiped her dirty hands on Mizuki's face.

Something seemed to have changed between the newlyweds, Lemuen's intuition told her. But the way Mizuki and Exusiai interacted was always strange, and she couldn't quite put her finger on what had changed.

Mizuki and Exusiai looked extremely disheveled. Mizuki was alright, her clothes were just dirty and covered in mud, but her skin and even her hair were clean.

Exusiai really looked like she'd been pulled from the battlefield; she was filthy, even her hair was dirty. It seemed like she'd fallen into a puddle and Mizuki had washed her with water.

"Go take a shower first."

"Okay."

Exusiai took the small notebook out of her pocket and handed it to her older sister, then ran to the bathroom.

"It didn't get wet?"

Lemuen opened the marriage certificate; a photo of Mizuki and Exusiai was on the first page. Both of them were clearly nervous when the photo was taken, wanting to see each other's reaction.

The cameraman captured that moment, freezing the two of them looking at each other simultaneously. Their similar gazes, a mixture of nervousness and happiness, were truly enviable... Lemuen suddenly felt a pang of jealousy towards her younger sister.

(No, no, jealousy is no good, phew... Mizuki is really something, she actually managed to turn me into this, it's too unfair.)

Lemuen let out a soft breath, then pointed towards the bathroom.

"Aren't you going to wash it clean?"

"There's no need." Mizuki waved her hand with a smile, and her clothes became semi-transparent for a moment before returning to normal, with all the soiled areas restored to their original state.

After doing all this, Mizuki opened her arms and hugged Lemuen, suppressing the jealousy in her heart.

Why didn't you clean your clothes just now?

"If I had done that, Xiao Le would have definitely gotten angry and bitten me. You know her personality, sister."

Now that she and Exusiai have gotten their marriage certificate, Mizuki calls Lemuen sister as if it's perfectly natural.

Lemuen, caught in his sudden embrace, was unsure where to put her hands. After hearing Mizuki address her as "sister" in such an intimate and sweet way that it made one's mouth water, she felt as if some extraordinary quality within her had awakened.

"You just got your marriage certificate with your sister, and now you're hugging your older sister. Mizuki, you're so greedy!"

"Sister, why didn't you think of this when you pinned me down back then?"

Mizuki's eyes held a hint of resentment. If it was the first time, it was one thing, but the second and third times, Lemuen was more proactive than anyone else. Now she was pretending to be innocent, as if it was all his fault. Oh no... he was also at fault, and he couldn't deny that.

But the ones who are most at fault are definitely Texas and Ho'olheyak. Hmm, let's go back to Rhodes Island and teach Ho'olheyak a lesson again, and Texas too.

"Sister, I couldn't help myself, and I just wanted to help my brother-in-law check on everything."

These words were so ambiguous that Mizuki didn't know how to respond. Lemuen's level in this area was really high. No wonder Mostima had said before that Lemuen was the most unfathomable one among them. Mizuki had thought at the time that he knew how deep Lemuen was.

"Alright, alright, I need to go cook now. Texas and the others should be back by now."

Watching Mizuki rush off to the kitchen, Lemuen's lips curled into a mischievous smile. How come she never realized before that teasing Mizuki Exusiai so much more fun than playing pranks on Exusiai? No, no, she almost got cunning again.

There's no rush now, let's wait for the future. Mizuki, Exusiai, and everyone else have plenty of time.

Mizuki breathed a slight sigh of relief. Lemuen's skill level was truly high. Although he had more practical experience in this area, he wasn't as uninhibited as Remyane.

Upon entering the kitchen, the tentacles spontaneously emerged from various corners, efficiently washing vegetables and heating oil. Mizuki felt that they now completely regarded him as a nanny. As his mastery of the Sea of Life deepened, these tentacles became more powerful and human-like. Mizuki could occasionally see them playing cards or mahjong by themselves, and then sticking little notes on each other.

A tentacle gently wrapped around Mizuki's hand, its tip touching Mizuki's fingers, transmitting the information it had collected to Mizuki.

"So now, this is the situation on Bolivar's side. I was wondering why Ernesto and Raffaella were the ones escorting Candela to Lungmen this time. Mr. Pancho seized this opportunity."

Dossoles is Candela's city, and she has nominal control over it. If Pancho wants to take over the city, he must find a way to get Candela to hand over power to him.

At this moment, the invitation from Columbia was a godsend. None of the three parties agreed to let another party's representative Bolivar, attend the meeting, and they unexpectedly chose Candela, a neutral businesswoman.

Candela was going on a long trip and wouldn't be able to manage the entire city, so she handed over the management of Dossoles to Pancho, who was her most trusted subordinate over the years. Although she knew that Pancho had once been a member of the Bolivar Local Self-Defense Army, she thought that she had been so good to him that she couldn't let him betray her. She also didn't think that Pancho had the ability to take Dossoles away from her.

Dossoles was able to continue existing in the Bolivar and become its black heart because of the tacit approval of the three powers. She always believed that the three powers would not break the existing balance, nor would they allow Dossoles to be controlled by others.

However, after learning about the content of the meeting, Candela has lost confidence. This is not a business cooperation; everyone is pursuing the same goal, and they will do anything to break the current pattern and create a new chessboard.

"The current situation in Dossoles... it seems Mr. Pancho has been preparing for this for more than a year or two. Holding onto Dossoles for now shouldn't be a problem, but the losses will be considerable."

Pancho's capture of Dossoles has become known to both the Old Dynasty and the Union Government. With the balance broken, both sides are now gathering forces to seize Dossoles for themselves. They are already dissatisfied with the annual distribution of benefits given by Candela. Twenty percent to each family? They want it all!

"Helping them stall for time isn't really an option. Although Iberia and Columbia are well-prepared to clean up the mess left over from back then, it will still take at least a week. We'd better do it ourselves."

Mizuki released her tentacles, and the latter understood and retreated into the shadows, returning to the Sea of Life through the dimensional rift. Meanwhile, on Bolivar's side, Pancho was arranging for someone to appease the city's residents when he suddenly felt the air become somewhat humid.

Is it going to rain again?

The overcast sky showed no sign of clearing up; instead, the dark clouds gradually became even grayer and darker, with lightning faintly visible streaking through the clouds, as if it were about to rain again.

Pancho only hoped that the rain would be heavier, delaying the other two companies. The wealth accumulated by Dossoles would be the beginning of Bolivar's revival, and the city could not afford any mishaps.

"Ah, Mizuki, you're back! Why are you making dinner so early?"

She had only come to the kitchen to find something to eat, but she happened to bump into Mizuki who was preparing dinner. She glanced at her watch; it was only three in the afternoon.

"We just got our marriage certificate, so let's make something nice to celebrate today."

Mizuki smiled, but the real reason was that he couldn't find anything else to do. Ever since he split himself into 200,000 threads for multitasking, Mizuki was either extremely busy or incredibly idle.

Right now, he's busy in the kitchen of Penguin Logistics, but he's also looking at houses in Siesta, commanding the Sea Siren on the Sami battlefield, and watching the crocodile people in the Sargon Rainforest argue about whether a thick tail or a thin tail is the best.

He even took the time to save a little girl from the Great Yan region who had accidentally fallen into the river while fishing. He kindly threw a fish onto the bank to prevent it from drowning.

Mizuki's experiences these past few days have been incredibly rich. The pollution has eased, and he hasn't neglected to observe various parts of Terra. However, he often feels like he has nothing to do.

"I see." Sora couldn't perceive Mizuki's thoughts like Exusiai. "I really envy Exusiai."

"Shall we go get one another day?"

"I'd like to, but not right now." Kong waved her hand. "My manager said I'm currently in the prime of my career, so I'll wait... five years. After five years, I'll retire from the entertainment industry. By the way, can you get multiple marriage certificates?"

Sora enjoys her life now. Although she Exusiai, she won't abandon the career she's worked so hard to build.

"At least there's no rule against taking wedding photos together."

Mizuki picked up a slice of watermelon to shut her mouth, then turned around and continued working. If there was any change in him after getting his marriage certificate, it was probably that he had become more open-minded. Before, his first reaction to such a question would definitely have been to avoid it and not give a direct answer.

"Hmm, this watermelon is really sweet." Sora also realized that Mizuki seemed to no longer avoid such sensitive issues related to relationships. Perhaps after obtaining the marriage certificate and confirming her relationship with Exusiai, she also wanted to slowly sort out her relationships with others.

Changing clothes and taking a shower didn't take long; Exusiai was ready in no time, running out in a warm, casual black dress and a hairdryer.

"Sis! Help me blow-dry my hair!"

"Ask your husband to help you get it."

Lemuen looked at the marriage certificate in her hand, then pressed one hand against Exusiai's head to prevent it from getting wet from the water in her hair.

"Isn't your brother-in-law working hard to make sure we have enough to eat tonight? Still watching?"

Exusiai dried her hair with a towel, glancing at the marriage certificate. From someone else's perspective, it looked as if Lemuen was the actual owner of the marriage certificate, but Exusiai didn't really care.