Kiana felt like she had just woken up from a nap.
A very uncomfortable one.
It felt like she had slept wrong, and her neck was a little sore.
What's with this?
Miss Kiana opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a very familiar ceiling.
To stop a certain someone from continuing to flirt with Mei, she had naturally moved into Raiden Mei's apartment.
But—
Kiana furrowed her delicate and beautiful brows.
If she remembered correctly, she should have been chatting with Li Zihan last night.
What happened after that?
Why didn't she have any memories after the chatting?
Kiana fell into thought.
One second passed, two seconds passed, three seconds passed...
"Grumble, grumble..."
Her stomach told her that, compared to pondering what happened last night, there was a more pressing matter that needed her attention.
She was hungry.
Kiana had originally planned to ask all her questions last night, then rummage through the kitchen for some snacks as a midnight meal...
But while they were chatting, Sirin was stimulated by the Gem of Conquest and hijacked Miss Paramecium's account.
Because of Sirin's account theft, she didn't get to eat anything, and she even had a lot of blood drawn.
Kiana felt like her stomach no longer belonged to her.
Under the compulsion of hunger, Miss Paramecium chose to abandon thinking like Kars-sama.
She would just ask Ah Li what happened last night later.
What was important now was filling her stomach.
Thinking this way, she quickly leaped out of bed like a tiger, quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, and then ran to the kitchen.
Then, the person making breakfast today wasn't the future Herrscher of Food, but a certain someone who claimed to be her spare tire, but who was always trying to steal Mei from her.
This made her a little disappointed.
However, the matter of finding out where Mei was would have to wait until she filled her stomach.
"Ah Li, what are you making?"
The white-haired dango, having smelled the aroma of a British breakfast long ago, quickly ran to Li Zihan's side, sniffing the air like a connoisseur.
"An English breakfast."
Li Zihan, who could only make this one dish, then began to prepare the English Breakfast tea.
English Breakfast tea was a blend of several black teas from different regions, often including Indian tea, Ceylon tea, and Kenyan tea, then adding milk or lemon.
The taste of such tea, and its preparation, required a certain amount of patience.
Watching someone constantly blend tea was undoubtedly very boring. Kiana stood idly next to the young man, looking here and there.
She glanced at the already-stirred scrambled eggs, then peeked at the already-cleaned dining table, and finally, out of sheer boredom, began to size up the chef.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she felt that Li Zihan seemed more attractive than usual today, even giving her a feeling similar to Mei.
Was it her imagination?
Because of Sirin, who had suffered the effects of Jizo Mitama, Kiana vigorously shook her head, then carefully scrutinized the young man's face beside her.
His features were so delicate it was almost unreal. If he put on a skirt, it would be easy to mistake him for a dashing girl.
Although this guy and Mei weren't the same type, he was also very good-looking.
Miss Kiana felt her heartbeat accelerating.
She had felt this way before when she was kissed suddenly and when he held her hand, but those times weren't as obvious as now.
If this guy was a girl, his looks wouldn't be worse than Mei's.
Miss Paramecium couldn't help but conjure up a portrait in her mind. As the portrait was completed, her sapphire eyes grew brighter.
Super nice!!
Wasn't this guy calling himself her boyfriend?
If she, as his girlfriend, asked him to grow his hair out and wear androgynous or female clothing, it would be okay, right?
Kiana continued to let her imagination run wild.
After a few minutes, Li Zihan's voice rang out.
"It's time to eat."
As if waking from a dream, Miss Paramecium suddenly remembered that she had just come to eat and ask what happened last night.
No, what was she thinking?!
How did her thought process keep veering off course?
Miss Kiana vigorously patted her cheeks, trying to clear her head, questioning herself.
Even if this guy was good-looking, could he be as good as Mei?
She should quickly find something to do to distract herself.
The white-haired dango, thinking that the answer she got from questioning herself was "both are good," stretched out her hand towards the plates.
"Um, let me help you with that."
The white-haired dango, who was useless when it came to cooking, took two plates from Li Zihan, and together with Li Zihan, who was holding his own plate, walked towards the dining table.
Just then, the girl with purplish-black long hair also walked out of her bedroom. She looked at the man and woman walking side by side, her delicate lips slightly parted, but she said nothing.
Last night, she and Li Zihan had talked for a while after Kiana fainted, and she understood some things.
Kiana, with her Herrscher side, couldn't stay away from Li Zihan.
After all, in this world, the only person who could completely suppress her Herrscher personality was Li Zihan, who possessed both the Divine Key, Oath of Judah, and the ability to extract Honkai energy.
If Kiana and Li Zihan were too far apart, and she were to awaken as a Herrscher, she would definitely cause great harm to the people around her.
Moreover, she herself would be killed by members of a special organization similar to Li Zihan.
To protect the safety of the people around them and Kiana herself, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't attack Kiana.
However, he also said that he would borrow the "Saint's Blood," which could suppress the power of the Herrscher, from the Schicksal Overseer. If Kiana were injected with this, then he wouldn't need to follow her around all day.
Before the Saint's Blood was in hand, it was a good thing from all perspectives for Kiana and Zihan to be close.
Miss Mei comforted herself, but the image of the Plasma Kagehide, the nodachi, couldn't help but appear in her mind.
That sword, bound to her, was still in Li Zihan's hands.
If she didn't explicitly reject Zihan in front of her father, then the dowry that came with that sword would eventually be sent over.
Thinking of this, the smile on her face grew increasingly forced.