Heaven-Abandoning Emperor, Gu Yue Fang Yuan, Tang Three-Burials, and Otto. The instant they brushed past Su Lin's true body, the currency tally in his hand shot up, and a pile of rare treasures went into his pocket.
Three matches, triple the income, triple the lottery tickets.
Under normal circumstances, Su Lin should have picked an empty Historical Void, opened a bottle of red wine and fetched a stemmed glass, set a classical gramophone beside him to play the Outside-Heaven Reverb Disc, then gazed at the Lord of Mysteries love story he had personally orchestrated and murmured to the moonlight, "Classy."
That was how it should have gone under normal circumstances.
"Caelus, why did you turn back again?" Stelle sat on a bench with her legs spread and her hands hanging loosely at her sides. Her head was lowered, and she seemed unusually quiet.
"Stelle, I don't remember being Caelus." Su Lin, gray-haired and golden-eyed, pressed a hand to his forehead. He sounded tired.
"Then why did you come to me?" Stelle looked up, glanced at the live broadcast of the Magic Exchange Tournament, and said, "I'm not investing, buying a car, buying a house, or taking out an online loan."
I envy this one's state of mind.
Su Lin drew a deep breath. "March 7th—"
Stelle: "Is there room for me at your place?"
Su Lin: "You need to take her—"
Stelle: "I don't eat much. Three meals a day, afternoon tea, and snacks are enough."
Su Lin: "Back."
Stelle: "Wait until I'm eighteen before filming Star's Sky."
Su Lin: "..."
Stelle: "Sixteen works too."
Uh... yeah, she's beyond saving.
Come to think of it, that made sense. She ran into nightmare-form March 7th every day on the train, and no matter which world she visited, she could not escape