Within the confined space, two starry paths extended, leading to worlds that were both familiar and strange.
Perhaps the ultimate answer Bronya sought lay there.
Was it like a galge, where the two paths represented two different futures?
When faced with choices that couldn't be solved through logical computation, Bronya had never been very confident.
"A gentleness that makes you close your eyes"...
Or "the courage to touch the truth"?
What did they truly signify?
Bronya's silver-gray eyes grew pensive, the Core of Reason analyzing, shimmering with a light that resembled code.
However, in this place, no useful analysis could be derived.
...In the end, who was the one giving the Bronya this choice?
And why give the Bronya a choice at all?
Identity unknown, motive unknown.
And so, our poor Queen was kept waiting. The Herrscher of the Void's brow was about to furrow in anger.
It had been as long as dealing with that dog bastard, Ye Feng.
Of course, this didn't refer to the physical passage of time, but the feeling of mental torment.
The Herrscher of the Void was such a proud existence, a self-proclaimed messenger of God who looked down upon the world and saw humanity as mere ants.
Yet now, she had to wear a sexy cheongsam with a ridiculous bun hairstyle, holding up a sign like the lowest-ranking attendant at a club, waiting for someone else to make a choice.
The fact that the Herrscher of the Void hadn't immediately used her [Subspace Lances] already proved she had been... conditioned very well.
Bronya wasn't concerned with the Herrscher of the Void's impatience.
Her brow was furrowed tightly, her mind now filled with nothing but confusion.
Bronya had a premonition that the choice she made now might directly concern her husband.
She pondered for a long time and finally, made a decision in her heart.
If no cause and effect could be analyzed no matter what, then...
"I'll just follow my own heart."
Bronya looked at the road ahead, thinking to herself: If it were Husband, he would probably say the same thing.
Whatever your heart desires, choose that!
A false sense of beauty was not what she longed for.
And no matter what form the truth took, Bronya could accept it.
Even if it meant confronting her own weakest spot...
But as long as you accept your own weakness, you become invincible!
The Bronya never runs away!
The Bronya is always full of courage!
The silver-haired girl looked toward the path labeled "the courage to touch the truth."
The engine roared.
Project Bunny assembled into a silver-blue armed motorcycle, its streamlined design exuding a sense of wildness and power.
Bronya swung a leg over it. Her gloved palm tightened on the throttle. Her long, wavy silver hair swayed, and the gemstone earring on her earlobe reflected an orange-red light.
With a roar, Bronya drove the motorcycle down the road in search of the truth.
The Herrscher of the Void watched her receding back and let out a lazy yawn.
"I can finally go back."
She didn't care what Bronya would face.
Compared to such boring matters, she was more concerned about whether she could finally change out of this cheongsam.
Let's try.
Huh?
It actually worked.
But why did it change into the "Sustainer of Heavenly Principles' Outfit"?
"Sustainer of Heavenly Principles? I hear she's some fellow from an unknown continent. Heh, the name is quite arrogant, though."
The Herrscher of the Void's white hair flew, and her golden eyes, engraved with the Mark of Honkai, were cold and emotionless.
Still, it felt pretty much the same as her original clothes.
She coolly raised a palm and flew towards the "main world."
---o---
That night, the bright moon hung quietly in the frosty sky, overlooking the brilliantly lit Arc City.
The winter solstice had passed, and the air had grown frigid. The night wind squeezed through the streets, feeling like a knife scraping against one's face.
"Hiss, it's so cold, meow!"
Kiana, wrapped in a red scarf, exhaled a puff of white air.
The ponytailed Kiana rubbed her hands together and looked up, staring at the black skyscraper before her. Its peak, shining with the holographic projection of the white words "E.T. Studio," was reflected in her azure pupils.
"What did that dog bastard Ye Feng bring Mei here for, meow?"
Kiana hadn't wanted to come on her own.
She was very unhappy about the previous concert and didn't want to see Ye Feng's smelly... face again.
But when she used her terminal to ask where Mei was, Mei had sent over a set of coordinates, saying she was with Ye Feng.
That meant Kiana had no choice but to come.
It was late at night. All the surrounding businesses and stores were closed. Only the exterior decorative lights were shining; the insides were long since empty of people, and a tide of silence covered the entire street.
Kiana arrived at the entrance and widened her right eye for the verification camera.
After the iris scanner ran through a series of authentications, the heavy, explosion-proof glass doors opened automatically.
"Huh... this design feels like something the Bronya would like, meow."
Kiana stuffed her hands in her pockets and, with her cat tail swaying, walked into the building.
She entered an elevator. The interior was spacious and also made of glass, allowing one to admire the city's nightscape.
Kiana wasn't in the mood right now. She leaned against the wall as the surrounding scenery seemed to descend.
She felt the remote control in her pocket.
The cool, hard touch of the plastic made her cat ears stand up even straighter.
Ye Feng had given it to her yesterday but hadn't told her what it was for.
But how could the clever Kiana not know that dog bastard's sinister intentions?
It had to be a switch to control someone.
She had wanted to throw it away on the spot!
After all, holding something like this made it easy to make a mistake.
As a kind-hearted girl, she didn't want a repeat of the "Robin's Concert Incident."
But she couldn't get rid of it.
No matter where she threw it, the remote would reappear in her pocket.
This was beyond being sticky; it was a disaster.
Kiana didn't even dare to casually toss it away, lest she accidentally hit another switch...
Sigh, she wondered how Robin was doing.
Hopefully, after returning to reality, she could get some proper rest.
The great responsibility of fighting a villain like Ye Feng should be left to them, the Valkyries.
Kiana's thoughts were in turmoil.
Ding~
The elevator reached the top floor. The metal doors slid open to reveal a silent office hall.
Workstations were arranged in neat rows, each with a desktop computer.
But one of them was on.
The crisp sound of a keyboard tapping came from the depths of the room. The owner of those slender hands was reflected in the glass panel on the side, along with the fluorescent glow of the computer screen.
"Huh... Is that?"
In the quiet office sat a voluptuous and succulent beauty.
She was tall and graceful, with deep purple hair that fell straight as a waterfall. Her curvaceous figure was clad in an OL uniform, her lower half wrapped in black pantyhose.
Kiana's gaze subconsciously fell to her rear, where her peach-like hips were pressed against the chair, outlining a breathtakingly soft curve.
"Mei...?"
Yes, this was a grown-up Mei.
Having shed her youthfulness, she was now the picture of juicy maturity.
"Kiana, you're here."
Mei's delicate white hands left the keyboard, and she stood up with a smile.
With her movement, the fabric stretched, and her clothes and stockings rubbed lightly against each other, creating a rustling sound that sparked the imagination.
Kiana stood frozen on the spot, staring blankly at her goddess.
Being stared at so intently made Mei a little embarrassed. She turned her head slightly, leaning against the edge of the desk. The coffee beside her had already gone cold, while the leaves of the potted plant on the desk were a vibrant, dewy green.
"...Feng-kun insisted I use this body... Um, it's not too weird, is it..."
"Not at all! Mei, you're so beautiful as a grown-up, meow."
Kiana clutched the remote control, staring at Auntie Mei, her azure pupils seeming to sparkle with little stars.
"I wish I could have a figure like this."
The chest that strained her ID badge, the peach-like hips, the long, rounded legs in black tights—it was enough to make one drool.
"You're exaggerating. Besides, using this body makes my shoulders feel a little sore..."
Mei spoke with a light laugh, her charm boundless.
The voluptuous, mature Auntie Mei raised her arms, and the curves of her entire body stretched out, like the most beautiful udumbara flower blooming in the night.
Chong Chong's eyes were glued to the sight.
That smooth purple hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her graceful and steady tone, mixed with a hint of a small complaint, made Kiana's heart tighten, and a sense of apology welled up inside her.
Her voluptuous and graceful body exuded elegance and modesty with every move. Those fair arms and jade-like fingers, that slender and soft waist, those long thighs, that slightly flushed, delicate skin...
Huh? Wait, flushed skin?
Kiana stared intently at Mei. The OL uniform wrapped around Auntie Mei's exquisite body. Although she looked slender and tall, there was a sense of ripeness, as if her curves were about to burst forth.
It was like how water vapor expands when it evaporates; at this moment, Mei was clearly and constantly exuding a moist charm.
Kiana beat her chest internally. Just what had that dog bastard Ye Feng been doing to Mei while she was away?!
And in this form, no less!
If Kiana remembered correctly, Auntie Mei's "count" was catching up to Big Duck Duck's.
Kiana was stunned; she didn't dare to imagine what had just happened.
"Ki-Kiana..."
Being stared at so directly made Mei feel extremely guilty.
Although it wasn't like the two of them hadn't seen each other naked before, Feng-kun had been there at the time.
All Mei had to do was close her eyes and hold tightly onto Feng-kun's hand...
"Why is Chong Chong here?"
Ye Feng suddenly appeared, holding a black, silk-like fabric in his hand.
Hearing this, Kiana's mood immediately soured. She pointed a finger straight at him. "What do you mean? Are you asking 'why am I here'? Hmph, I didn't even want to come, meow!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Mei's embarrassment instantly faded by more than half. She took light, graceful steps to Ye Feng's side.
"I was the one who told Kiana we were here. What is this?"
Mei's eyes fell on the object in Ye Feng's hand.
Old Ye pinched the edge, and the originally crumpled ball of silk fabric fell open, flowing down smoothly and reflecting a faint white light under the fluorescent lamps.
Kiana recognized it at a glance and said disdainfully, "Tch, another bodystocking. You really like this kind of thing, meow."
Mei, on the other hand, froze for a moment and immediately fell silent. Her toes fidgeted inside her high heels as she blushed. "Feng-kun said he was going to get something just now, could it be this..."
"That's right. I put it in the refrigerator's cold storage. Taking it out now, it'll be even smoother, with an icy touch."
Kiana crossed her arms behind her head. "Hmph, why can't you just materialize it? You had to specifically put it in the fridge, meow?"
"It's called a sense of ritual, stupid Kiana."
"Huh?"
Why does that nickname sound a bit familiar?
Ye Feng continued to ramble on, "Don't underestimate this bodystocking. The whole thing is not only as smooth as water, but its elasticity is also excellent. Look, when you stretch the iced silk, the fine, tight black material can extend to nearly ten times its size, and it won't deform after snapping back. It's truly the finest of silks."
The more Ye Feng explained, the lower Mei's head drooped.
She seemed to have thought of something, and even the tips of her ears turned red.
But Chong Chong was still confused.
Kiana walked closer for a look, asking puzzledly:
"How come this bodystocking has no opening? There's no zipper or anything either, meow? Wouldn't it be very inconvenient to wear?"
Kiana compared it carefully; it was a little different from the ones she used to wear.
...No, there were similar styles that clung to the whole body, but those were specifically made to be torn open.
However, that dog bastard had just said that the one in his hand had excellent elasticity, so it obviously wasn't prepared just to be torn...
Seeing the strange look Ye Feng was giving her, Kiana quickly added, "What I mean is, how do you go to the bathroom, meow?"
"Beautiful girls don't need to go to the bathroom."
Alright, that had already become a fact.
The Imaginary energy within them could refine the waste produced by the body, which was more concise and efficient than excretion.
Ye Feng looked at Kiana with a smile. "If Chong Chong likes that kind of play, I can prepare one especially for you too."
"No way, meow!"
Kiana refused in a fluster. She then took the pink remote control out of her pocket and held it straight out.
"Right, this remote, I'm giving it back to you, meow!"
"Why give it to me? You hold on to it."
"No way. A remote like this looks very indecent, meow."
Ye Feng said, "This remote can be used to adjust the bodystocking's smoothness, transparency, color, and even elasticity."
"Eh?"
Chong Chong looked at the remote in her hand, and her curious "cat paw" subconsciously moved to press a button.
But she stopped herself just in time.
No, I can't—
"You're definitely trying to trick me!"
Tricking Chong Chong? Hmm, he did that quite often.
Telling part of the truth to create a cognitive error.
But,
"Have I ever lied to you?" Ye Feng asked gently.
"Huh?"
Kitty-Kiana was stunned. So, it really could be used to adjust the bodystocking?
Like a devil's whisper, Ye Feng's voice sounded softly in Kiana's ear, "I'm going to have Mei change into it in a bit. Do you still want to give it back to me?"
"You, you..."
Kiana looked at Ye Feng, her throat moving. She wanted to say something righteous and noble, or perhaps a stern rebuke for the evil man, but when she saw the incomparably gorgeous Big Mei standing to the side, she swallowed hard.
"Just what are your intentions?"
Ye Feng said gently, "What bad intentions could I have? This is just to give my good Chong Chong a sense of participation, you know."
What did he mean?
Was he telling her to just stand by and watch again tonight?
Watch all night?
Watch all night how this dog bastard humiliates Mei?
Ye Feng spread his hands. "You could also just leave."