At the summit of Snowpoint Temple.
The cold wind pierced to the bone.
The drifting snow visibly began to grow heavier. Sabi could not help letting out a loud sneeze, flinging out four inches of glistening snot.
"Mm~~"
She wiped away the snot, covered her rosy cheeks, and murmured, "Time to hurry home~"
Sabi had clearly "seen" the coming Blizzard.
Baimu handed the Plate to Terapagos. Light flowed, and another phantom Plate appeared around the Space-Time Wristband.
"Baga~"
The little turtle, awakened by the cold wind, happily shook the Space-Time Wristband.
It was the culprit responsible for bringing Baimu to the Hisui era, and it cared most about the mission of collecting every Plate.
Whenever a new Plate was acquired, it would awaken from its sleep and joyfully shake the Space-Time Wristband.
Who knew what it had to do with the little thing.
Yet Sabi barely spared a glance for this miracle that had even left Adaman in awe. She strode back toward the temple with Hisuian Braviary.
Baimu pulled his cloak's hood back on, wrapped Terapagos up tightly, and followed after Sabi.
"Does your Diamond Team have a settlement in the Alabaster Icelands?"
He had originally intended to stay overnight at Snowpoint Temple, but he discovered that the guards there greatly doubted his identity and were not particularly friendly, so he decided against it.
At the same time, he was a little worried that while he slept, Regigigas deep inside the temple might notice the Five Regis on him and crawl out of its little private room to find him.
Then it would turn into a horror movie—or even a disaster movie!
Sabi asked in confusion, "Do you want to live with Sabi?"
"...More precisely, I'm looking for somewhere to spend the night."
The corner of Baimu's mouth twitched.