"You're welcome, it's what I should do."
Neuvillette was silent for a moment. He had many questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to begin.
He just felt that this was also quite good, and he didn't have to worry about so many troublesome things.
"Then I'll lead the way for your trip in Fontaine," Furina patted her chest, looking like she had everything under control.
"Hehe~ Okay."
Focalors had expected it, but was still very happy.
Having someone guide her to explore Fontaine was better than wandering around aimlessly like a headless chicken, and besides, she also wanted to spend more time with Furina.
Using Yomotsu Hirasaka to leave the room of the Oratrice Mecanique d'Analyse Cardinale's core, all the records at the opera house had also been processed. Neuvillette returned to his office with a complicated mood.
Sitting in his chair, he pondered for a while, an indescribable emotion constantly swirling in his heart.
Fontaine was clearly the same as usual, but he always felt that everything had changed, becoming a little unfamiliar.
"Knock knock knock!"
"Come in," Neuvillette said in a low voice.
The sound of the doorknob turning rang out, and Clorinde walked in.
...
As soon as she returned, Furina went to her small vault and used Kamui to grab a large pile of Mora, of various denominations.
Then she took Focalors out of the Palais Mermonia, heading to the streets where she often took walks.
On a certain street in the Court of Fontaine.
Focalors was like a curious child, looking around at everything she hadn't seen before.
If she saw anything she liked, Furina would buy it directly, not caring about the price at all, acting like a domineering CEO.
Of course, she didn't forget the great hero Momoshiki, buying many different novels, and at Momoshiki's strong request, bought a lot of melon seeds, peanuts, and round snacks.
Although she said she would reimburse Lumine and Paimon, and was shocked by Paimon's astonishing food expenses, these were just a drop in the bucket compared to her five hundred years of opera performance savings.
The income from a single opera performance was enough for the two of them to have fun in Fontaine for more than a month.
Focalors bought a uniquely designed, exquisite, and cute hat and put it on her head, looking full of energy.
Because the two Hydro Archons were too conspicuous, they quickly attracted a large number of shocked gazes.
Word spread like wildfire, and the street was completely blocked. Everyone looked at the two Hydro Archons in surprise, whispering about something.
Helpless, Focalors bought a pair of sunglasses, and used Momoshiki's Yomotsu Hirasaka at a corner to change locations.
"Wow——!"
As soon as they arrived, a refreshing fragrance wafted over, instantly making Focalors crave it.
"What's that smell? It's so fragrant!"
Gently sniffing, Focalors looked around with shining eyes, and quickly locked onto a dessert shop.
Furina also followed the scent, and her mouth almost watered.
"It's Millefeuille! My favorite dessert!"
Excitedly rubbing her hands, Furina pulled Focalors to the entrance of the shop.
"Boss! Three Millefeuilles!"
Furina called out to the person inside through the window.
[Not bad, you didn't forget me.]
"Huh?!"
"Boss! Make that four!"
[...]
...
The two girls sat at a table under a parasol, waiting for their desserts to be served.
"Oh dear..."
Focalors rested her hand on her cheek, looking at the bustling scene around her, and the prosperous sights everywhere, she couldn't help but fall into a slight daze.
Fontaine was now commercially prosperous, technologically advanced, and people's lives were rich and colorful, much better than before.
She never expected Neuvillette to be so good at governing the country. It seemed that tricking him into coming here was indeed the right decision!
"Um... Focalors."
Furina didn't know what she was thinking, her two fingers touched each other, her head lowered, a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong?"
Focalors gave a sweet smile.
"It's just... uh... about our relationship. What should I call you?"
In Furina's view, Focalors was her creator, and also herself. The relationship was complex and wonderful.
Calling her "mother" felt a little uncomfortable, and since she herself was human, it was also a bit inappropriate. Directly calling her "myself" wouldn't work either, it would be too confusing without any distinction.
"This ah."
Seeing Furina's inner worry, Focalors covered her mouth and chuckled.
"It's simple, why don't you call me 'sister'?"
"Huh? Sister?"
Blinking her innocent eyes, Furina considered it in her heart.
She hadn't thought of the "sister" angle at first, but now that she thought about it carefully, this address seemed quite appropriate.
After all, they were born together, just at different times of consciousness, and their relationship seemed very similar to human twins.
"That's right, from now on, you're my little sister~"
Focalors reached out and gently flicked Furina's nose, making her a little embarrassed.
"Okay, sister..."
Having never called anyone "sister" before, Furina was a little unaccustomed. She lowered her head slightly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's.
"Haha~"
Focalors was amused by her cuteness, and couldn't help but gently stroke her cheek, feeling the warmth of kinship from her fingers.
In the Kamui Dimension, Momoshiki was curiously playing with the Mora in his hand.
He had been here for so long, and this was the first time he had touched this thing. Was this the texture of the Geo Archon's flesh?
It felt not much different from normal metal. If he had to be specific, it was very similar to gold, but it seemed to contain some kind of energy.
No wonder some people liked to use this thing for alchemy. It turned out to have a special effect.
He flicked it lightly with his thumb, sending the Mora flying high into the air, then caught it with his hand.
Seemingly not satisfied, he directly flicked five more Mora, then easily held them all in his hand.
...
Before long, four Millefeuilles were served.
After the waitress left, Furina used Kamui to send one to Momoshiki.
After getting this highly praised dessert, Momoshiki, sitting in the pile of books, curiously tasted a bite.
How should he put it, it was indeed very delicious, extremely tasty.
It was just that he was used to the desserts made by Aequoria, and he suddenly felt a little unaccustomed to these, and hadn't recovered yet.
So, as he ate, it became a little bland.
Focalors outside was eating happily. She had never tasted such delicious food in five hundred years, and instantly became deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate herself.
Every bite was the ultimate indulgence for her taste buds, so delicious that her eyes shone.
But speaking of the most delicious, it must have been the one Furina personally fed her.
Furina gently scooped out a spoonful of pearl cream with a spoon, carefully offering it to Focalors' mouth.
Since they were family, mutual feeding was also a normal interaction, right?
Based on her observations of the people of Fontaine, Furina thought so.
Focalors gently bit down, and instantly succumbed to this gentle deliciousness...
...
After tasting the dessert, the two girls visited many places in the Court of Fontaine, and only returned to the Palais Mermonia reluctantly as dusk fell.
The hardworking Neuvillette was still buried in his work, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his face through the window, combined with the sound of his pen scratching across paper, making it seem quiet and beautiful.
Of course, it would be even better if there weren't mountains of official documents piled up.
Just as he was toiling away, he suddenly felt something, and subconsciously looked up, seeing a black two-dimensional plane gradually appearing in the space in front of him.
This thing was too familiar.
Furina and Focalors walked out.
"Sorry, Neuvillette," Focalors smiled and waved, "I thought it would just teleport us to the door, but I didn't expect to come directly to your office."
"It's okay, I don't mind."
Neuvillette shook his head, stopped his work, and looked at Furina, "Does Mr. Momoshiki have something to talk to me about?"
"Nothing much."
Momoshiki shrugged indifferently.
"I just remembered that there was serious business to deal with after playing all day."
The so-called serious business was naturally about Vacher.
The sooner this bastard died, the better.
Although he didn't know why his personality was slowly leaning towards Momoshiki Otsutsuki, he now clearly felt a subtle sense of indifference towards fate, as if it was meant to be.
He clearly knew that the feeling of losing control over fate was uncomfortable, but he also felt a sense of disdain.
Anyone who dared to go against his will would be rewarded with a Crimson Spiral.
But it wasn't long before Momoshiki told Neuvillette everything about Marcel, and his rationality gradually gained the upper hand, returning to his original state.
...
In a technologically advanced space station in the universe.
The space of an open-air platform produced a strong sense of distortion, and several staff members were standing there, directing something with instruments.
As the position and direction were determined, the space began to collapse, and then, amidst countless energy rays, a train sped over.
Then it stopped steadily in front of the platform.
In the passenger car, March 7th looked at the familiar space station through the window, a sense of anticipation rising in her heart.
She could finally get her package!!
...
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