Do You Like Theresa?

"You're welcome. Help yourselves—"

With that, she opened a bag of chips and dug in. Having skipped her late-night snack and fought a battle, Kiana was already starving.

"Thank you, Kiana—"

After Kiana repeatedly stressed it, Theresa stopped calling her delivery sister and addressed her directly by name.

Theresa rarely had chances to go out, so she had never seen so many varieties of snacks. Her gaze quickly settled on the ice cream. She picked one up and happily licked it.

Kiana's fighting strength far surpassed Theresa's. Whenever she opened a new snack, she would ask Theresa if she wanted some, but Theresa was focused on her ice cream.

Yet because Kiana was so easygoing, their relationship had eased quite a bit.

In fact, only half an hour had passed between the girls returning and Mo Yi coming back, but Kiana had already wiped out most of the snacks on the table.

Theresa, meanwhile, had sampled three or four different flavors of ice cream.

Still eating her ice cream, Theresa was suddenly saddled with the blame by Kiana. The favorability she had painstakingly gained for Kiana instantly plummeted again. She looked at Mo Yi aggrievedly and explained, "Brother Mo Yi, Theresa didn't do it. I only ate four ice creams."

Mo Yi: "..."

Eating four ice creams was already pretty impressive. Girls really should not eat so many cold foods, or their periods would be miserable.

"It's fine. I believe Theresa."

Kiana: "..."

Why?

Sure, she had eaten most of it, but she had asked Theresa whether she wanted any before eating! If Theresa had not been such a picky eater, Kiana would not have needed to finish everything out of a desire not to waste food.

Besides, even though she had known Mo Yi for so long, he had never treated her with such warmth and trust.

So this really wasn't Kiana's fault!

Unhappy, Kiana felt she needed an outlet. She reached for the last bag of chips on the table and opened it. Since she had to take the blame anyway, she might as well eat more before doing so.

Mo Yi looked helplessly at the unhappy Kiana. When she noticed his gaze, she angrily turned her face away and grabbed several chips, stuffing them into her mouth.

Of course, Mo Yi had only been joking. He had no intention of blaming Kiana. Since the stored food had been eaten and could not be recovered, saying more was pointless.

Tonight, Kiana had been chased through several streets by Theresa just to keep Mo Yi's information secret. With that kind of loyalty, Mo Yi felt that he should treat her better in the future and make more good food to nourish Kiana after her day of deliveries.

If you do not betray me, I will give you my whole heart. That was what true friends were!

"Theresa, it's almost midnight."

Mo Yi checked the time and realized it was quite late. Looking at Theresa beside him, who was eating ice cream like a cat, he said, "I'll take you home now."

"Brother Mo Yi—"

Theresa tugged at Mo Yi's sleeve and asked timidly:

"Can I stay here and play tonight?"

Mo Yi froze for a moment upon hearing that.

"Aren't you worried your family will worry?"

Theresa shook her head. Half-closing her eyes, she muttered somewhat dejectedly, "Big Sister is working outside and won't be home for a few more days. Theresa is the only one at home."

According to Big Sister's instructions, Theresa should have obediently stayed home and watched TV. But now that she was already out, her heart had grown restless, and naturally she wanted more.

There was no one at home anyway. It would be better to stay the night at Big Brother's place. Being alone at home was too boring.

Mo Yi actually approved of Theresa's suggestion. Not because of some trivial matter like being too tired, but because Theresa and Kiana had caused such a commotion, and he did not know whether members of the Cultivator Association were still patrolling outside.

Going out now really was a little risky.

Theresa wanting to stay here was the best possible outcome.

"Then stay here and play tonight."

Mo Yi patted her head and agreed.

"Then Big Brother can help Theresa wash her hair later, right? When Big Sister is home, she always washes Theresa's hair."

PS: What kinds of novels do you all like these days? Or what games do you play to pass the time?

Do You Like Theresa?

Wash her hair?

Was it merely washing hair, or the full hair-washing package of shampooing, bathing, and a massage? He had heard that this was how hair-washing services worked outside.

Of course, Mo Yi had only heard about it. Whether in his previous life or this one, he had never gone out to "wash his hair."

Mo Yi looked at Theresa, who was gazing at him with eager, sparkling eyes, and felt that this might not be appropriate.

If she were the original Theresa, she should have been in her forties. But the Theresa before him was Valkyrie: Eclipse, another Theresa from a parallel world of Honkai Impact 3rd. Though she looked no different from Theresa, she was truly only in her teens.

In Mo Yi's current world, her age was even more of a mystery.

So, this loli before him, who looked to be around four and a half feet tall, might only be one or two years old. As for why she could develop so quickly, one could look to Alice Phil from the Fate set. She had given birth to Illya when she was only one year old.

Of course, she might also be older than both of Mo Yi's lives combined.

But if that were the case, wouldn't that be even better? After all, Mo Yi had always been a law-abiding citizen. (The person who blew up the eastern outskirts before was Li Qiye. What did that have to do with me, Mo Yi?)

But feeling Kiana's contemptuous gaze, Mo Yi awkwardly coughed twice and said, "How about letting Kiana wash your hair? You both have twin tails, so she might be better at it."

"Mmph—"

If it had been earlier, Theresa might have agreed. But Kiana had just dumped the blame on her, and Theresa's favorability toward Kiana had already fallen to the level of a stranger.

Who would let a stranger wash their hair?

"I don't want Kiana—"

"Brother Mo Yi—"

Theresa grabbed Mo Yi's sleeve and continued staring at him with her watery eyes.

Mo Yi fell silent for several seconds, thinking of many things. For example, she was still a child, and it was perfectly normal for her to need someone to help wash her hair.