Jhin thought about it carefully and realized that the scents of Satania and Gabriel were quite distinctive. Both of them had shared rather intimate physical contact with him; Gabriel always smelled of potato chips, while Satania smelled of melon bread. Combined with Hitori Gotoh's cola scent, they could practically form a 'Snack Trio'.
It wasn't that they always smelled like this. If one smelled carefully, the unique fragrance of a beautiful girl was still present, but it was just overshadowed by the aroma of the foods they each favored.
When Jhin and Hitori Gotoh hugged intimately, most of the time it felt like tasting a beautiful-girl-flavored cola. It was the kind of 'large-sized cola' that was fragrant, soft, and would shyly turn its head away while whining and humming—truly irresistible, making one want to tear open the packaging to further taste the flavor of this beautiful girl cola.
"Say..." Gabriel pinched Jhin's cheek and asked with a tone full of sour jealousy, "Is Satania's mouth really that good-looking?"
"Hmm? I was just curious where she got the melon bread from. Her breath is full of that scent."
Jhin, not understanding the underlying issue, explained to Gabriel. Unexpectedly, she looked even angrier, and the force with which she pinched his cheek gradually increased.
"You actually went to smell the scent inside that idiot's mouth?!"
Satania, listening to their conversation, was so ashamed that her breathing stagnated. She wished she could close her mouth and leave right now, but her tongue was firmly stuck to the metal pole. With just a slight tug, the pain would bring tears to her eyes.
Before being a demon, she was a young maiden; how could her tender tongue withstand such rough torment?
Vignette quickly ran over with a kettle of warm water. Jhin took the kettle and slowly poured the water over the top of Satania's tongue. "Satania, breathe out from your mouth and use the warm water to slowly work your tongue loose."
Licking a metal pole in winter and getting stuck works on the same principle as a tongue sticking to a popsicle in summer. The metal's heat absorption causes the saliva on the tongue to freeze rapidly, bonding them together. To free the tongue, the connection point between the tongue and the metal must be slowly warmed to melt the ice between them.
Jhin spent three or four minutes continuously using warm water to thaw the ice before successfully separating Satania's tongue from the metal pole. Covering her mouth, she moved far away from the pillar that had caused her to make a fool of herself and glared viciously at Raphiel.
"So, what exactly did Raphiel say to make you lick this pole?"
"It's just that she suddenly said iron poles in winter taste sweet when licked, and that in a place like Antarctica, they must be even sweeter. I couldn't resist for a moment..."
"You just did it without even thinking?" Jhin held his forehead helplessly. In a sense, Satania was truly easy to trick.
"Hmph, Raphiel, I, the Archdemon, have noted this grudge!"
Satania's harsh words might have carried more imposing momentum if she weren't saying them while hiding behind Jhin. Unfortunately, after being pranked by Raphiel this time, she was a bit afraid that Raphiel would find another chance to plot against her, so she could only find a place she deemed safe to utter her threats.
"To be remembered by Satania, I feel incredibly honored."
"Ugh... You guy..." Hearing Raphiel's answer that completely disregarded her, Satania ground her teeth in annoyance. However, she still didn't dare to come out from behind Jhin. She gripped his sleeve tightly and leaned her body out, revealing her small tiger tooth in a demonstration of power. "Don't blame me if you cry from fear when the time comes!"
Raphiel certainly didn't believe Satania could scare her. If anything, it seemed like Satania was delivering herself to be teased. Her smile became increasingly brilliant. "To think Satania actually has such a remarkable plan; I am looking forward to it."
"You!"
"Alright, alright, you two, no quarreling." The good-natured Vignette stepped in to smooth things over. "We've played enough. We should go back to the base and help with the cleaning."
*
Hitori Gotoh collapsed onto the soft bed, rolling left and right. She was somewhat unaccustomed to the feeling of Jhin not being by her side. Having just finished cleaning the hallway, she had nothing to do. She had gone to look for Jhin, but she didn't know where he had gone; he wasn't in the room.
That's right, I remember Jhin saying the mobile phones could connect to the network he specially set up.
It just so happens that I haven't logged into Instagram to check the guitarhero social media account for a long time. Let's go take a look.
Thinking this, Hitori Gotoh sprang into action. Her fingers swiped across the screen, finding the wireless network named "Synapse," and she successfully logged into her social media account.
Ever since the safety training camp began, she had been so busy she couldn't tell north from south. On the ship, she had been bedridden due to seasickness, and coupled with the fact that her instruments were kept in Jhin's storage, calculating the days, Hitori Gotoh hadn't recorded a practice video to upload to the guitarhero account for almost half a month.
Hitori Gotoh tapped open the comment section of her last update. The comment with the highest number of likes was displayed starkly:
"guitarhero didn't die in an accident, right? Surprisingly, there haven't been any updates for such a long time. Thinking of unfollowing."
Hitori Gotoh clutched her cheeks, her expression resembling the world-famous painting The Scream, and let out a sharp, ear-piercing shriek: "No!!!!"
She picked up the phone that had fallen onto the duvet, her hands trembling uncontrollably. She continued to scroll down the feed. The latest comments were mostly questioning whether this account had ceased updates or asking where guitarhero had gone.
What do I do, what do I do...
In Hitori Gotoh's eyes, the phone screen was already full of mosaics, filled with comments about unfollowing and speculations about her death that she couldn't accept. According to her past habit of posting one update every day, not updating for over ten days was indeed no different from being dead on the internet.
If it were the Hitori Gotoh of the past, she would only be able to turn pale with fright and helplessly find a ripe mango box to crawl into. But the current her was no longer that weak version of herself. She had a boyfriend who doted on her—Jhin!
Indecisive? Find Jhin.
This sentence had already become Hitori Gotoh's principle of action when encountering difficulties. Her boyfriend was like an omnipotent Superman who could settle all troubles for her, although occasionally he would also be "cruel" and make her face difficulties alone.
Without excessive hesitation, Hitori Gotoh quickly closed the Instagram comment section that made her shiver and opened [momotalk] to ask her boyfriend for help.
Ichi-chan: "Jhin! Save me!"
Jhin: "What's wrong?"
Ichi-chan: "Come to my room quickly."
Jhin: "I'm coming right now."
Hitori Gotoh breathed a sigh of relief, feeling at ease. Just as she put down her phone, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and Jhin pushed the door open directly and rushed in.
"Bocchi-chan, what's wrong?"
Gazing at the concern in her boyfriend's sky-blue eyes, Hitori Gotoh let out a naive and charming cry as she flew from the bed into Jhin's embrace.
"Jhin~"
"I'm here. Did you run into some trouble?" Jhin supported Hitori Gotoh's perky little buttocks with his hands, hooked the door with his foot to close it, and sat down on the bed while holding her.
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