Kal'tsit, Finally Satisfied / Warfarin, That Mouth of Yours

The two remained silent for a while, simply drinking, until Kal'tsit spoke.

"That night, you and the two of them were right here..."

"There are four." Mizuki leaned on the bar, turning her head to look at Kal'tsit's indifferent face. "Do you want to give it a try?"

Chapter 263 Kal'tsit, Full of Food

Rhodes Island's bars have always had a classic style, from the decor to the music, so there's definitely no room for clubbing. Mizuki couldn't even imagine what it would be like for Kal'tsit to be clubbing; just thinking about it made her feel really strange.

Halfway through her thought, Mizuki felt her waist being pinched. She turned to look at Kal'tsit, who was tidying her clothes, her eyes full of innocence.

"I have a feeling you're thinking something really rude?"

Gently tugging at the straps of her strapless dress, Kal'tsit "reluctantly" lifted herself off Mizuki's thighs. She was a very self-disciplined person, but occasionally she couldn't control her desires. Relaxing herself occasionally was good for her physical and mental health, and at least now Kal'tsit felt much more comfortable.

"I was just thinking about something else. Don't move, let me tidy up for you."

Mizuki produced a towel from somewhere and wiped Kal'tsit's thighs clean. Her obedient and sensible demeanor made it hard for Kal'tsit to reconcile her with the Mizuki who had shown no tenderness or compassion just moments before.

"Is this about drug development?"

"Hmm." Mizuki's movements were very gentle, which made Kal'tsit feel ticklish. She subconsciously clamped his hand between her legs. "With your previous reminder, we tried mixing some Originium dust into the inhibitor to suppress the effects of the drug, but we haven't tested it yet. Angelina agreed to the experiment, but just in case, you need to be present."

Adding Originium dust to the inhibitor of Oripathy is a brilliant idea. If word got out, I'd probably get a lot of flak, but according to Mizuki's logic, it's definitely feasible.

However, the final result will only be confirmed at that time. If, as envisioned, an effective Oripathy drug can be created by adjusting the ratio of Mizuki's cell secretions and Originium dust, that would be the best outcome. But if the Originium dust mixed in actually worsens the user's Oripathy or infects people who were not originally infected Oripathy.

"That possibility can't be ruled out. Let's go then. Um, do you need me to help you?"

Mizuki sensed that Kal'tsit might not be walking as easily now.

"Sit a little longer, I'll be fine soon." Kal'tsit's stamina and recovery are quite good, it's just that Mizuki really didn't hold back just now. "Have you been having something on your mind lately?"

"I've been having something on my mind, but I haven't been able to tell you. But it doesn't seem like a big problem... Hmm, would you like a drink?"

Kal'tsit doesn't drink often, but that doesn't mean she can't. She just doesn't like the feeling of being numbed by alcohol, but she still shook her head and refused Mizuki's suggestion.

"No, I can't drink it."

Mizuki scratched his head awkwardly. Of course he knew why Kal'tsit couldn't drink. The noise they made in the past half hour almost brought the bar down. It was mainly because Kal'tsit was too proactive, which aroused his competitive spirit. Let alone drinking anything, it would be amazing if Kal'tsit didn't throw up. Rhodes Island can make one less dinner tonight.

Are you feeling better now?

Kal'tsit looked at Mizuki. Even Scout could sense that something was wrong with Mizuki right now, let alone her bedmate.

Everyone knew that there was very little they could do to help Mizuki. They didn't understand why Mizuki was unwilling to reveal more and always seemed preoccupied. Kal'tsit might have guessed something, but she didn't have a good way to help Mizuki. She could only use this method to give Mizuki a little stimulation and use excitement to temporarily dilute her sorrow.

"I'm almost done, hmm, how about you?"

"It's alright, let's sit a little longer and then leave." Kal'tsit had almost regained her mobility. "Sitting like this is quite nice."

If she could, Kal'tsit would actually like to be an ordinary woman, no longer burdened with the responsibility of saving Terra. She hopes that the next time she travels to another country, she can do so as a tourist, rather than to stop a conspiracy or nip a fuse in the bud.

So, as someone who also bears such a responsibility, she understands the changes happening to Mizuki. After witnessing hundreds of millions of situations that she herself could not reverse and could only lead to destruction, it was impossible for her not to become depressed. Under such immense despair and pressure, Mizuki was still able to persist in searching for a turning point to victory... Kal'tsit admitted that she could not do that. She could even understand why Mr. K was in despair, having been corrupted by the Warp and become a pawn of the other side.

"In the future, well... I mean, after everything is over, the Warp, the Originium, all the dangers are gone, is there anything you want to do, Kal'tsit?"

Mizuki summoned her tentacles to clean up the traces the two had made, then reached out and poked the Originium crystal on Kal'tsit's shoulder. Even though it had already been healed, she still wanted to stick it on.

Since it's not yet possible to reveal that Mizuki can cure Oripathy, Kal'tsit also needs to maintain a facade. A large part of the reason she chose an off-the-shoulder dress is to demonstrate her stance on Oripathy, and also because of Theresa's request... saying it makes her look younger.

"No, if there's really nothing else I can do... I might first compile my observations from all over Terra into a book, and then..."

Kal'tsit glanced at Mizuki, hesitated for a moment, and then left the rest of her words unsaid. "Is this Originium crystal on my shoulder really that important to you?"

"Well, as an adornment, it perfectly complements your beauty." Mizuki's words were purely from an appreciative perspective. Theresa's aesthetic sense was indeed quite remarkable. Kal'tsit's figure, paired with this strapless dress, revealing her snow-white shoulders and delicate collarbones, combined with her cold and aloof temperament, always gave people a feeling of wanting to resist while being attracted. If it weren't for her usually strong aura, Kal'tsit would probably have no shortage of suitors on Rhodes Island.

Of course, having suitors and accepting someone are two different things. If it weren't for the Doctor's meddling, Kal'tsit and Mizuki wouldn't have had much interaction; at most, they would have been friends. Mizuki thought about it and realized that quite a few of the women who had appeared around her recently seemed to have some connection with the Doctor.

This was probably the first time someone had praised Kal'tsit so directly, and she felt a little uncomfortable. There were only three people in the world who had praised her so frankly and simply: her designer and creator, Priestess, and Theresa. She wondered if Mizuki's words contained some kind of implication, until she heard Mizuki add another sentence.

"It's just hard to bring myself to eat it."

"..." Kal'tsit suddenly realized that there was a reason why Mizuki and the Doctor had such a high level of understanding. These two were indeed a match made in heaven in terms of their eccentricities.

Kal'tsit's gaze darted around for a moment before she remembered that Mizuki had a particular fondness for biting her shoulders, collarbone, and lower body areas, just now and a few times before. So that's what he likes.

"You can bite the other side," Kal'tsit pointed to her left shoulder. "There are no crystals here."

"Is it okay now?"

"Maybe next time. We need to go to the Medical Department first; Angelina and the others are probably already waiting."

Kal'tsit reached out to straighten Mizuki's collar. Given Mizuki's intensity and current desires, if it happened again, she wouldn't be able to continue working tonight. This intensity was better left to Warfarin and Amash to suffer; she couldn't handle it. As for Rosemary... she was too young, Mizuki definitely wouldn't agree. Or should she try to match him up with Folinic? No, Folinic was the daughter of a deceased student, and she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Why not drag Closure into this Mizuki? Kal'tsit figured that since that girl was destined to never get married, she might as well let Mizuki have her way.

"Let's go then."

"Wait a moment." Kal'tsit took out her communicator and Closure's number.

Closure's voice came through the phone shortly after, but it seemed to be a ringtone she had recorded herself.

"Oh dear, although I don't know who it is, the great engineering scientist, one of the top 100 Sarkaz youths, and Rhodes Island's 42-star operator Closure is busy right now. Please leave a message after you hear the beep, and I'll see it..."

"I know a rich and handsome guy," Kal'tsit said, not even waiting for Closure was online. "Do you want him?"

Closure, who had initially pretended not to be there, was taken aback. She seemed to doubt whether the person she was talking to was actually Kal'tsit, as this was so different from the Kal'tsit she remembered.

"Kal'tsit, have you been working too much overtime and staying up too late? You've made yourself sick. Aren't you a doctor? When did you start working as a matchmaker? I..."

"His monthly salary is ten million."

"I'm coming! Where is everyone?!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Closure couldn't wait to get to Kal'tsit's side. Ten million! Ten million! How many years of being a shrewd businesswoman Closure could she possibly earn that much!?

"He's booked the entire Rhodes Island bar tonight, after nine o'clock."

After saying that, Kal'tsit hung up the phone abruptly, leaving Mizuki completely stunned. How did the topic suddenly change like this?

"Tonight you... um?" Before she could finish speaking, Mizuki's hand was already on Kal'tsit's forehead.

An indescribable feeling, like warm water flowing down her forehead, was even somewhat comforting. Mizuki carefully examined Kal'tsit's internal organs and found everything normal except for the fatigue from the previous ordeal. Of course, some of Kal'tsit's internal structures were different from those of ordinary people.

"There's nothing wrong, but you really should rest. Although I've cured the aftereffects of your overexertion, don't take advantage of my help and do whatever you want."

"You're the one who's been the most reckless," Kal'tsit raised an eyebrow. "Tell me honestly, how many days have you gone without sleep?"

Mizuki, whose secret had been exposed, subconsciously took a half step back and almost fell off the chair, but fortunately Kal'tsit caught his hand in time.

"How long?"

"It seems to be... about a month, since I don't need to rest right now and it's fine."

"You'd better get some sleep. Even machines need rest, let alone you. Come to my room tonight."

This wasn't a veiled hint or invitation; Kal'tsit simply wanted to keep an eye on Mizuki's sleep.

"But..." Mizuki scratched her head, looking somewhat troubled, "Alright."

Mizuki didn't want to sleep not because she couldn't, but simply because she was worried that she would forget something after waking up, which would be terrible. More importantly, her clones all over Terra were sending her messages every day, and she might miss important information if she relaxed her guard at all.

So, being with Kal'tsit tonight... I probably won't be able to sleep.

"And then, come here at nine o'clock and take down Closure. Although that guy is greedy and has no morals, he's not bad, is he?"

"Why?" Mizuki was a little confused. Kal'tsit knew how many people were in his backyard.

"Just treat it as a task. Anyway, your... backyard doesn't need another one. As long as you're willing to spend the money."

Although she wasn't quite sure why Kal'tsit said that, Mizuki could only nod. Could this be considered a royally ordered date? She Exusiai's opinion later; she couldn't just do something reckless.

"Okay, shall we head to the Medical Department now?"

"Yes, we received word from Folinic that they are already waiting."

Because of her personality and the need to maintain her image, Kal'tsit could never stick to Mizuki like Exusiai; the two simply walked side by side.

But Kal'tsit estimated that within a day, or even tonight, all sorts of rumors about her and Mizuki would be circulating throughout Rhodes Island, and most of them would probably be quite accurate, after all, she and Mizuki already had a child.

Although it is said that children are nurtured by the Sea of Life, how to describe the feeling of being a mother... During this time, the Medical Department staff felt that Dr. Kal'tsit had become much kinder than before.

"It seems like Gladiia isn't rejecting you anymore lately?"

"She's prejudiced against Seaborn. Before, my heart belonged to the Seaborn God, so it carried the aura of Seaborn. But now my body is made of the rainwater of the Sea of Life."

Without the presence of Seaborn, Gladiia's attitude towards Mizuki was much better, and she no longer objected to his relationship with Skadi and the others. However, because of Specter, she still felt some resistance towards Mizuki.

"So, according to you..." Kal'tsit touched her stomach with a strange expression, "Does that mean I drank a bellyful of water?"

Mizuki almost tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground. He thought the Doctor's thought process was strange enough, but he didn't expect Kal'tsit to be even more so.

"Of course not. Although the rainwater from the Sea of Life is generally the same as water, it can change into different forms according to my needs. My current body is essentially the same as before..."

Seemingly a little annoyed, Mizuki muttered under her breath after speaking, "You'll find out tonight."

Kal'tsit suddenly felt a little uneasy. Had she made a wrong decision?

Chapter 264 Warfarin's Mouth

"Oh, I know about Closure. Hmm... It's okay, you can go ahead, but don't drink too much, and remember not to let her take advantage of you. We're not exactly rolling in money... Oh, really?"

Exusiai dried her hair with a towel in one hand, then blinked and glanced at the gun on her bedside table.

"Then I want eight guns when I propose! Okay, you said it, no backing out, or you can forget about marrying me."

After hanging up the phone, Exusiai sat on the bed and sprawled out on her back, only to be supported by her older sister.

"What, isn't my brother-in-law coming to sleep tonight?"

Wearing a white, semi-transparent gauze nightgown, Lemuen looked as pure and holy as a fairy from a Victoria folktale. However, while she was gentle and virtuous, the nightgown also stirred up all sorts of fantasies in people. Any man would probably be unable to resist staring at her long, white feet.

Of course, aside from the person both sisters like, if it were Mizuki here, she might cover Lemuen with the blanket and continue playing her game.

"Your brother-in-law is going on a date with another woman tonight, Closure, the Bloodfiend who runs a supermarket on Rhodes Island, do you know her?"

"Of course, I bought this nightgown from her. She's a very interesting Bloodfiend, completely different from what people usually imagine. She doesn't like blood, she likes engine oil."

"Hey, I thought you'd be more resistant, sis."

Exusiai climbed onto the bed and lay down opposite Lemuen, wearing the same black nightgown as Lemuen. The two sisters, one black and one white, looked exceptionally well-matched. The only pity was that Mizuki wasn't there, though Lemuen had prepared something for him as well.

"What's there to resist? I already sensed something was wrong when Mostima fell from the sky, and then I heard what you all said... I can only say it's just fate playing tricks on us."

Reaching out to gently stroke Nobile's head, the two felt as if they had returned to their childhood, when the two sisters slept together, and the energetic Exusiai would talk about all sorts of ideas: blowing up the school office today, playing rock music at the church entrance tomorrow, and demolishing the Pope's Hall the day after.

Exusiai was not even ten years old at the time, had already demonstrated her destructive power. If it weren't for Lemuen suppressing her, this girl would at least be in the top three on Laterano's wanted list now.

"The fact that Sarkaz and Sankta have this kind of relationship, if it were made public, would definitely shake the entire Laterano. And right now... we're the only ones who've broken free from that control, oh wait, it's not really control, is it?"

Exusiai touched the halo around her head. Although they were in this state because of the device underground in Laterano, she didn't think the Sankta were being controlled. It was just for safety reasons that Mizuki had put a lock on her and Lemuen to prevent any accidents from affecting this area.

"According to Mizuki, Terra is about to enter a period of rapid development. Laterano must seize the opportunity, or it will be completely left behind by the times. Therefore, Sister Fia and Mostima have decided to go back today."

This was an opportunity, and one that would never come again. Laterano was able to maintain its position despite having a much smaller territory and population than other countries, thanks to its internal unity and the guns it possessed. Laterano had an enormous number of guns; it's worth noting that only the Laterano people in all of Terra could truly unleash the power of guns. Other imitations could at best only achieve the goal of "accelerating ammunition and firing it in a certain direction."

Take Exusiai as an example. She can instantly draw eight guns from her wings of light on her back to suppress enemy fire, and her ammunition is more destructive than usual when she is in that state.

However, with the advancement of science and technology, this advantage of the Sarkaz will gradually diminish, and even if they become members of the League, they will still need the power to protect themselves.

"Sister, aren't you going back?"

"What, are you annoyed that I'm disturbing your time alone with Mizuki?"

Faced with Lemuen's teasing and banter, Exusiai really wanted to nod, but since Mizuki wouldn't be there to save her tonight, she could only shake her head.

"No, not at all. I'm actually happy to have you help me out, older sister. Although Mizuki is usually quite gentle, but... when he gets really into it, I feel like I'm going to fall apart every time."

I can relate.

The two sisters could reach a consensus on this point. Lemuen covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then lay down with Exusiai.

"Actually, I want to go back too. Although I wrote to my parents saying that I've recovered, they definitely want to see me in person... But, Xiao Le, you understand what I'm saying, right? Mizuki's condition isn't optimistic right now, so I think it's better for me to stay."

"I do understand." Exusiai and the Doctor are the two people who understand Mizuki the most, oh, and now we have to add Skadi too. "He doesn't say, and we don't ask, but that doesn't mean the problem will disappear. We don't know who Mizuki has been facing all this time, but... he must be under unimaginable pressure. I can see he's very tired, and I want to help him, sister, but I don't know how. I want to help as much as I can."

I want to help more and am not satisfied with the status quo, but Exusiai's individual strength is simply not enough.

"Then let's just go ask him." Lemuen thought that the last time had eased the tension between Exusiai and Mizuki, but it seemed that it wasn't enough. "If we ask him in person, Mizuki will tell you, at least he'll know that he's not alone."

"... But I'm worried that he'll work even harder because of me."

"No, Xiao Le." Lemuen gently hugged her sister. "How could he be that kind of person? From the very beginning, he knew who he was protecting, so he was actually risking his life for you from the very start."

It was precisely because of these concerns that Mizuki considered various chances of winning and devised different methods, only thinking about the options for others and neglecting her own outcome.

"Let's go to sleep first, then find a suitable opportunity. It's a pity our male lead isn't here tonight."