Penacony?
This, this isn't right, what happened to the Xianzhou?!
At this moment, Twilight was completely stunned—Who gets it, family? I even figured out how to farm favorability from Caelus and Dan Heng on the Xianzhou, and even planned out the combos for playing dead and farming energy through pity, and now you're telling me we're not going to the Xianzhou, but to Penacony?
Then what about Phantylia hiding on the Xianzhou? Is the majestic Lord Ravager going to be a fox-eared office lady on the Xianzhou for half a year? And what if Phantylia can't hold back, and the battle on the Xianzhou really breaks out before the Express crew gets there? Wouldn't Jing Yuan be totally screwed?
Looking at the overjoyed March 7th and Caelus beside her, Twilight only felt angry, trembling, and cold, her hands and feet turning icy in the train's temperature-controlled carriage—You only care about having fun in Penacony, has anyone considered Jing Yuan's feelings?
Jing Yuan's life matters too, okay!
Although Twilight wasn't actually that concerned about Jing Yuan's life, she was concerned about whether, after such a drastic change in the storyline, she could still smoothly arrive at the Xianzhou and die according to her plan!
She had already written the script!
A girl ignorant of death and love finally understands both, tries to live on to stay by the side of the person she likes, only to find that her living causes trouble for the person she likes… Twilight had even planned out her expression for turning traitor and taking her last breath, and now they pull this stunt on her.
Twilight felt bitter, but she couldn't say it. Despite having strength surpassing previous generations, even her energy-farming plan couldn't proceed normally…
Sigh, I can only adjust on the fly.
"Penacony…"
Twilight showed a thoughtful expression, then silently took out her notebook from her pocket and began searching earnestly: "March's wish, go shopping in Pinecone Soup… Penacony?"
"That's right, little Twilight, we can go on a huge shopping spree!" March 7th excitedly spun around on the spot, looking like she wanted to grab Twilight's arm and rush to that galaxy-renowned shopping paradise right now. "Oh, the Reverie, every girl's dream—uh, if you have money… Oh well, whatever! Even if we don't have money, we can just browse, right? They can't charge us just for looking, can they?"
Money was the most meaningless thing to Twilight. With the system, she could totally let March 7th shop for three days and three nights at Penacony's auction center.
Unfortunately, as a ward under the care of the Express crew, she clearly couldn't explain where she got so much pocket money… It was a pity the Stellaron Hunters didn't appear right in front of her, otherwise catching two and handing them over to the IPC could exchange for a lot of bounty money.
Then she could take March 7th shopping to her heart's content, wouldn't the favorability shoot right up?
"Hmm? This notebook…"
Himeko was originally just smiling watching the juniors get excited, but when her gaze fell on Twilight's notebook, she looked somewhat surprised: "You've used this much already? Little Twilight's life seems very fulfilling~"
"Mhm… Want to see?"
A child willing to share her diary and secrets with her was a huge sign of recognition for a parent. How could Himeko possibly refuse?
But after accepting the notebook from Twilight with a smile, the more Himeko flipped through it, the stiffer her smile became.
She gave this notebook to Twilight, hoping she would see different attitudes towards life and learn the meaning and preferences of her own life, but now… why was this notebook full of March 7th?!
Himeko's eye twitched. Although the things Twilight recorded in the notebook still looked abstract, Himeko could now roughly understand some of what she drew, like the pink and blue figure representing March 7th.
And now, in this notebook that was already nearly half full, at least seventy percent of the drawn pages featured this pink and blue figure, twenty percent was Caelus, and the rest was everything else…
If these were all things Twilight wanted to do herself, it would be fine. Maybe she just liked little March, so most of her wishes were related to her.
Unfortunately, these wishes were all enthusiastically told to Twilight by March 7th herself… Forget about gathering different dreams as life references, this thing was now completely a collection of March 7th's daydreams.
"Little—March—"
Hearing Himeko's voice, so gentle it sent chills down her spine, March 7th, who was tiptoeing away, finally stopped, turned around, and said sheepishly: "Hehe, I, I was just trying to help little Twilight fill it up quickly… Even if I'm ninety-nine percent responsible, aren't you one hundred percent responsible too, Himeko?"
"Where did you learn that twisted logic…" March 7th's "I was wrong, but I'd do it again" attitude left Himeko speechless for a moment. Before dealing with this disobedient little one, she first looked at Twilight. "Little Twilight, do you want a new notebook? This one is full of little March's nonsense…"
"No, this one is fine."
Unexpectedly, upon hearing her words, Twilight seemed worried that Himeko would really take the notebook away and give her a new one. She snatched the notebook back from Himeko's hands somewhat frantically, hugging it tightly. Only after confirming that this not-so-precious notebook was now safely in her arms did Twilight breathe a sigh of relief.
"This one is good, I want this one…"
Seeing the slight curve at the corner of Twilight's lips, a curve she might not have even noticed herself, Himeko paused for a moment, then also smiled.
I see… She didn't reference numerous lives and dreams as Himeko had imagined, but hadn't she already found something?
First find something important in the world, then accumulate experiences step by step, surely she would find the meaning of her own life.
"Alright, alright, everyone sit tight! This conductor knows you're all looking forward to this interstellar hotel, but before arriving at the Planet of Festivities, there are three things I need to tell you, pa! First, Penacony's star system…"
The noisy crowd was eventually told by Pom-Pom to sit obediently on the train's sofas and listen to its speech.
As a Nameless new to the interstellar scene, Caelus listened attentively. But Twilight, who boarded the train at the same time as him and was also just recently born, had already closed her eyes and fallen fast asleep leaning against his shoulder.
Although they didn't know if it was a racial trait or if she simply loved sleeping, everyone on the Express crew already knew that Twilight could fall asleep anywhere, so no one specifically woke her up—anyway, even if Twilight didn't remember, they all did.
Caelus turned his head and looked at Twilight, who was close by. Her beautiful face was even more charming than when he first met her. Unlike her calm and indifferent demeanor when awake, the strands of hair falling on her cheeks while she slept gave her a somewhat lazy look.
She's become an incredible beauty in the blink of an eye… Huh?
For some reason, while observing Twilight's appearance, Caelus suddenly had a strange feeling—Twilight's face… seemed somewhat familiar?
Uh, it's probably just my imagination? We've known each other for so long, even if it's familiar, it should be other people's appearances reminding him of Twilight, right…