The Captain Just Wants to Go Home and Play Games

Anyone who dares to download a game called Little World Game clearly knows it can't be a virus, so Mo Yi naturally downloaded it.

So, Mo Yi confirmed the download, and the option on the computer was also clicked to download.

Little World Game finished downloading instantly, while the computer slowly counted down in seconds, making Mo Yi worry whether it would burn out the memory.

After the download completed, on the interface only Mo Yi could see, he clicked 'Open,' and a breathtaking ink-wash painting appeared. The main element was a moon as large as a salted duck egg, taking up a quarter of the painting. The background below was a lake reflecting the bright moon, surrounded by rows of green bamboo.

Of course, the main figure was a beautiful girl with her back to Mo Yi, standing on the moon's reflection. She wore a pink twelve-layered robe, with ink-black hair reaching her waist. Her back to Mo Yi, one hand touching the moon, she seemed to be dancing or perhaps gazing at the moon with homesickness.

Well, why was Mo Yi so sure she was a beautiful girl? Because just from her back, he wanted to give her a hundred points. Yes, the full score was ten, but the slightly ink-wash art style, combined with the clearly Eastern-style heroine, hit right in Mo Yi's preferences, so the extra ninety points wouldn't make her proud.

As for her front view, it was better left to imagination. After all, the most beautiful things always exist in fantasy.

If this communication software really was made by the princess herself, as she claimed, Mo Yi felt he should become good friends with her. Just the background alone was countless times better than the WeChat startup screen that always made people think the world was ending, with the moon crashing into Earth.

Being friends with her would definitely be 'profitable.'

Chapter 20: Pour a Cappuccino for Big Shot Kaguya

Two seconds later, the cutscene ended, and a friend list similar to common communication software popped up.

There was already one added friend, naturally 'World's Number One Princess.' Her avatar was the background image from when the software opened, and it was flashing.

Mo Yi used his mind to control it, clicked on the flashing avatar, opened the chat window, and saw a voice call request from her.

"Hello, Princess?"

Mo Yi clicked to accept, then asked to confirm.

"So this is what Hu Xiao Kai sounds like? Pretty ordinary."

Immediately, an extremely pleasant female voice—one Mo Yi couldn't describe with words like 'crisp,' 'graceful,' or any other modifiers—rang directly in his mind through Little World Game.

Was this the princess's voice?

Yeah, no mistake, it really was a girl's voice!

But the moment she opened her mouth to roast him like that, Mo Yi, as the aggrieved party, couldn't take it. After two seconds of silence, he replied, "Where did you buy that voice changer? The quality's so good it can make a voice sound this nice. I want to buy one too."

Houraisan Kaguya: "..."

She had worried at first that he'd be stunned and captivated by her voice.

Never expected that even now, he still suspected she was a cross-dressing guy using a voice changer, wailing 'uwu' on the other side of the screen.

Can this princess's voice be imitated by a voice changer?!

Kaguya retorted speechlessly:

"This is this princess's voice—"

Mo Yi: "Your voice changer's effect is great, but your choice of words has already given you away."

Houraisan Kaguya: "..."

"Where?"

Kaguya thought back. Was there such a thing? She'd only said a few sentences!

Mo Yi glanced at the still-matching Honor of Kings page, slowed his tone, and made his voice sound more serious.

"If you were really a princess, you'd call yourself 'this consort' or 'I.' What princess calls herself 'this princess'?"

"What era is it now? Why be so particular about that? Such feudal dregs should be discarded!"

Kaguya, who could connect to the outside world and even other worlds' networks to leech Wi-Fi, had absorbed all kinds of online knowledge. Her way of thinking was far more trendy than Mo Yi's, an otaku who only stayed home playing Honor of Kings without visiting forums or tieba. She could ramble about military power on war forums—'Give me a month, and I'll retake this place'—or debate on Bilibili with all kinds of experts about who was truly number one.

She'd even read plenty of her own fan works and posted Touhou fanfics starring herself, where she beat up Yukari Yakumo, kicked Reimu Hakurei, and conquered all of Gensokyo.

When dealing with people who knew her or when she needed to put on her Moon Princess act, Kaguya naturally used all sorts of flowery language. But Mo Yi was an online friend of over nine years. Why bother with all that? She could just talk however she wanted.

"Forget it, this is hard to explain. Let me just show you this princess's peerless elegance with your own eyes."

With that, a video call request flashed on the chat window.

Mo Yi: "..."

Jumping straight to video without a word—that was just the princess's style. When they played together, she was the type to show off when ahead, show off even more when behind, and fight anyone who disagreed.

Actually, Mo Yi already had a bold idea.

In his past life, he'd been a game planner. He naturally knew about 'Touhou Project,' commonly known as Touhou Gensokyo. He'd even been a Touhou fan once, but after being reborn into this world, he could no longer access it, so he'd gradually forgotten.

Plus, when he first met her, he'd always thought she was a cross-dressing guy who loved to 'uwu,' normally a Bronze player but a Grandmaster when wearing a dress. He never bothered to dig into her username—after all, they just played games together. As long as her skills were good, why did he need to know who she was in real life?

Once that fixed impression was set, no matter what she said later, he just thought she was joking and didn't look into it.

But today's events made Mo Yi snap awake. Combining her username 'World's Number One Princess,' the jokes she'd made before, and the name of the cross-world chat software she was using—'Eien-tei Online'—if Mo Yi still couldn't guess her identity, then he really had been blinded by Aqua.

Anyone who could control time, no matter which universe, was definitely a big-shot-level player. And Houraisan Kaguya, to Mo Yi at this moment, was undoubtedly a true big shot.

Like the laws of gravity and conservation of energy, or the natural rule that the poor have to kneel to the rich, Mo Yi—pitiful, weak, and helpless young man—definitely had to serve tea to a big shot like Kaguya, and it had to be cappuccino.

This couldn't be blamed on Mo Yi being mercenary. If you suddenly found out that a close friend of over ten years owned dozens of mines, anyone would have the little thought of wanting that friend to carry them and show off.

Staring at the flashing video call request, Mo Yi's heart struggled. Should he be a dog that licks until the very end and gets everything?

Don't misunderstand. Mo Yi had no romantic intentions toward Houraisan Kaguya, the Moon Princess set in Touhou Gensokyo as the epitome of Eastern beauty.

Not to mention that the two of them were just online friends—as said before, he was nothing more than a pitiful, weak, and helpless ordinary transmigrator struggling to survive, while she truly had a mine at home, a bona fide Moon Princess, an immortal with no further pursuits in life. No matter how he thought about it, it was nothing but fantasy.

Adding to that, in The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter, the five suitors who pursued her were all toyed with by her, and one even died directly as a result. How could Mo Yi dare to have any improper thoughts? This was a boss-level figure on the level of a werewolf.

What Mo Yi meant by "sucking up" was merely trying to extract some knowledge of another world from her. She was a big shot who had lived for who knows how many years; casually teaching him a few things would definitely be good stuff he couldn't learn anywhere else.

For Mo Yi, who aspired to become a Melee Mage mastering lightning, knowledge was the source of a mage's strength. Knowledge from another world—just thinking about it made him a little excited.

After this idea popped into his head, Mo Yi couldn't help but feel ashamed. To her, he was either a friend or a little toy to pass the time—it didn't matter to Mo Yi either way. What mattered was that in his heart, he had always considered her a friend.

As the saying goes, a gentleman's friendship is as bland as water. Now that he was thinking of gaining benefits from her, he naturally felt deeply ashamed, after all, Mo Yi was still an honest person.

With a devil and an angel fighting in his head, Mo Yi hesitated for a few seconds before casting aside those superfluous thoughts. Thinking too much now would only waste his energy. When the time came, he would just follow his heart. For now, the important thing was to quickly press the accept option—he couldn't keep Kaguya, the big shot, waiting.