Mualani took the photos.
She could understand why Kachina would obediently follow Mu Yang's arrangements.
After all, Kachina's current admiration for Mu Yang was like a continuous surging river…
But how did Aunt Atea end up changing into these clothes?
No, from every angle, this couldn't be called Aunt Atea anymore—it should be Big Sister Atea.
After looking at a few more pictures, Mualani understood.
Mu Yang really could do anything.
"Who is this cute girl? Is she Mu Yang's friend?"
"Her name is Mona. She is an astrologer skilled in Hydro divination."
"Hydro divination? So it's divination. Then she's the same as Grandma. You two definitely have things to talk about."
Citlali was speechless. Did she think everyone was as cheerful and outgoing as her, dragging people into endless chats the moment they met?
Afraid of missing out on a single friend.
If Citlali had that kind of personality, why would she live in seclusion?
Moreover, as an elder, she still needed to maintain some dignity.
Speaking of which, Mu Yang seemed even older than her.
She could only sense that Mu Yang was an extremely ancient existence, possibly even older than the Night Kingdom itself.
But she didn't know the specifics.
She didn't know, and she didn't dare ask.
So this was how the younger generation in the tribe felt when facing her, "Grandma Itztli"?
Now she could truly empathize.
However, an existence like Mu Yang seemed able to get along well with young people too. Why?
Looking at the shark shirt on Mu Yang, Citlali fell into deep thought.
Could it be that she herself wasn't trendy enough?
That shouldn't be. She had already tried her best to align with the images in light novels.
Things that often appeared in novels—young-looking trendy old mages.
Thousand-year-old little cuties.
Besides, although she often used some technical terms, she was already a very approachable old shaman, okay?
She had even started learning popular light novel slang to cater to young people.
Why was she still not popular?
Could it be that she had fallen behind the times?
Otherwise, maybe she should also try wearing a bikini like this astrologer…
No, no, that would be too embarrassing.
If the people of the Masters of the Night-Wind saw it, it would definitely cause a huge scandal…
While Citlali was having a brainstorm, Mona walked into the shop.
"So you really are here."
Back when they were in the Sumeru Desert, Mona had already learned Mu Yang's habits.
Mu Yang didn't need to sleep like them to recover his energy.
He only needed to calm his mind and meditate for a while.
His meditation was his rest.
So Mona, who hadn't found him at the inn, guessed that Mu Yang should be tinkering with something at [The Leisurely Puffer] right now.
Sure enough, her guess was correct.
"Good morning, Miss Mona!"
Even though the two hadn't met before, Mualani could still be full of enthusiasm.
To her, this world consisted of friends and friends she just hadn't met yet.
Faced with the sudden enthusiastic assault, Mona immediately understood.
This was probably the real owner of [The Leisurely Puffer], Mualani.
"Hello. You must be Miss Mualani, right?"
Because there was still a pink-haired girl standing there, Mona used a questioning tone.
Mualani nodded and took the opportunity to introduce Grandma Itztli to Mona.
"Gra… Grandma?!"
Mualani thought: This is the normal person's reaction, right?
Mu Yang: ?
Citlali was speechless. When would these people finally shift their focus from "Grandma" to "Itztli"?
"Is it that strange? There are young-looking old men, heroes who look like maidens but have experiences far beyond ordinary people, or mages who look like children…"
"There are plenty of those in novels. Haven't you seen an old lady like me before?"
What Citlali didn't dare say was: Isn't your good friend Mu Yang also…
Mona hurriedly waved her hands. "No, I was just a little surprised. My master is the same. Although I call her old lady, but…"
Mona shrugged, indicating that she had seen people like Citlali before.
"Your master? In astrology?"
Since their fields of study were similar, the two naturally started chatting.
Not long after, Kachina finally arrived late.
The little one had been busy running around yesterday and was probably exhausted.
At Mualani's suggestion, everyone found a breakfast shop and chatted while eating.
Somehow, the conversation turned to the Steambird Newspaper.
Probably because Mona submitted articles there.
"Miss Mona is also a writer? That's amazing."
Kachina felt like she was starting to witness the disparity in the world. Why did everyone she had met recently seem so capable?
It looked like she still needed to work much harder.
"It's actually nothing much. Just some research on astrology. Rather, I should thank that chief editor. Otherwise, I might have gone hungry…"
As the high priestess, Citlali could empathize with Mona not using astrology to make money.
It was fine for others to ask her for help, but if she had to lower herself and use her professional skills to earn Mora,
That was absolutely unacceptable.
"If you want Great Senior to do something, of course you have to rely on delicious food and light novels. Mora definitely won't work."
Mualani, who often argued with Citlali, shared her experience.
"Mualani?"
Grandma Itztli cast a "kind" gaze.
'If you say one more word, I can't guarantee what will happen on your next trip.'
That was probably the meaning.
Mualani stuck out her tongue. "Ehehe~"
"Speaking of novels, Mona is an employee of the Steambird Newspaper, right? Then have you met Lin Yuan Xian Yu?"
"You mean the author who wrote Furholmes?" Mona swallowed the dessert on the table in one bite.
Only then did she slowly explain.
Actually, she herself only submitted articles remotely. This time she had come back because of the Fontaine prophecy matter.
However, it was said that Lin Yuan Xian Yu's situation was similar to hers.
Even when receiving awards, someone else collected them on her behalf.
Some people suspected that the little girl in red was Lin Yuan Xian Yu herself.
But that little girl claimed she was only an agent.
She even had a business card—Yanfei, Legal Consultant.
"Ahem…" Mu Yang cleared his throat. He hadn't done anything too outrageous recently, right?
Why was someone in Natlan looking for trouble with him too?
He put up his defenses: First, I am not Lin Yuan Xian Yu.
Second, I am just a passerby.
Finally, I have a friend who wants to ask—why do you all want to send him razor blades so badly?
The people present began listing Lin Yuan Xian Yu's crimes.
From "The Great Love Immortal" all the way to the latest chapter of "The Furholmes Detective Collection"…
Mu Yang listened and started to feel some empathy.
The plot really did always get stuck at the most critical moments.
"This Lin Yuan Xian Yu…"
"Hmm?" Four pairs of eyes looked over in unison.
Expecting Mu Yang to share their righteous indignation.
"Uh… Lin Yuan Xian Yu, you really aren't a good person!"
Achievement unlocked: [I'm scolding myself]