After being swept up by the great hand of Time, when Stelle came back to her senses, she found herself on an unfamiliar spaceship. The sound of nightclub-style music played in her ears, and a steaming bowl of instant noodles sat on the table in front of her.
——"Hahaha, how was my performance on Jepela last time? Those sheep-headed people, deer-headed people, and bull-headed people were all blinded by this young lady's delicate and moving appearance. Then at the critical moment, I wrapped them all up in one go with my web!"
"I have to admit, Kafka's performance was perfect. But next time, don't add plot points outside the plan on your own. If Firefly hadn't arrived in time to pull you out of the fire, you might have ended up the same as those sheep-headed, deer-headed, and bull-headed people."
"Hey—— may I ask how the fire started?"
"······"
This······
Stelle looked around in confusion: the lively and cute purple-haired girl, the elegant and mature silver-haired cowgirl, the chattering vermilion-haired loli, and the silver-haired black-haired girl furiously typing on the keyboard······
They were all familiar faces. Everyone seemed to be having some kind of party and looked quite friendly.
"Lord Galactic Baseballer, what are you spacing out for?"
At this moment, a gentle voice rang out. Stelle subconsciously turned her head. In the corner nearby, Firefly brushed aside her long silver hair and moved closer to "another version of herself," her voice soft: "You were the biggest contributor in the last mission. I… I haven't properly thanked you yet······"
Firefly's gaze was somewhat evasive as she looked at Stelle. Her little face looked a bit shy, like a girl experiencing her first love.
Oh······ That's right. These are the memories from the Stellaron Hunter period.
Stelle immediately realized that her current identity was that of a spectator of memories. All these past events were her forgotten history.
Well, it's good to take a look at my past as a Stellaron Hunter. At least I'll have some idea now, Stelle muttered while touching her chin. But it seems pretty similar to the original plot? I used to be a cold and beautiful girl or something······
Smack!
Just as Stelle was thinking this, "Hunter Stelle" (the nickname for Stelle during her Stellaron Hunter period) suddenly pouted, stretched out a hand, and pressed it against the wall behind Firefly. "Hey, woman, what did you just call me?"
The smile on Stelle's face began to disappear.
"G-Galactic Baseballer, is there a problem?" Firefly asked.
Firefly looked at Hunter Stelle, who was so close, her heart pounding: She's so handsome, she's so chuuni, she's so cute, she's so close to me, she smells so good······
Eh?
Hunter Stelle regretfully shook her head: "What a pity. You don't see me as a companion. You won't even call me 'Stellie.'"
"What exactly did I do to make you so distant from me?"
Firefly looked a bit surprised: "Eh? So… so you like being called that? Sorry, I… I thought you preferred girls who are more reserved······"
Hunter Stelle waved her small hand. "Reserved? Don't make your Galactic Baseballer laugh. Someone like me is destined to be a wanderer of the galaxy. All emotions are nothing more than fireworks to me — fleeting in an instant."
Firefly was silent for two seconds, then suddenly grinned. "Since you said that, Stellie, then I won't act anymore. Why don't we just go back to the room right now······"
"Now's not the time."
Hunter Stelle extended a hand toward Firefly and said: "Our future path is still very long, partner."
Hearing this, Firefly was stunned for a moment, then showed a gentle smile and placed her hand on Hunter Stelle's.
Click click click——
The scene ended here, followed by the sound of ice freezing with a "crack crack," as if this memory involving "Firefly and Hunter Stelle" had been frozen.
Hmm… that's reasonable.
Stelle touched her chin and nodded slightly. Not bad. According to the normal plot, only fragments of her memories from the Stellaron Hunter period are being restored.
But still······ So I was already ambiguous with Firefly back then, huh? No wonder Firefly was so eager to force herself on me in Penacony. She could endure it longer than March 7th.
No wonder she ended up becoming a yandere later.
"Sin, sin······" Stelle muttered to herself twice, then turned to look at the others on the spaceship.
Hunter Stelle walked over to Kafka. The relationship between the two seemed quite familiar. The latter blinked her large amethyst-like eyes and grinned: "Mmm······ Stellie, you came at the perfect time. We were just talking about you!"
Hunter Stelle put her hands on her hips: "Oh? Let's hear it."
"A while ago we were short on money again, right? At that time, the entire Stellaron Hunters were basically about to disband, since we had no money left to save the universe or anything." Kafka pointed at Hunter Stelle and said: "But you came up with a genius idea and got us 8.13 billion credits, hahaha!"
Hunter Stelle casually waved her hand: "Just this little thing? I thought it was something important. No need to thank me. This is what I should do."
"Our future path is still very long. You'll see even more of my genius ideas."
With that, she also extended a hand toward Kafka. The latter thought for a moment, then rested her head on it like a lazy cat, comfortably narrowing her eyes.
Click click click——
The memory involving "Hunter Stelle and Kafka" was also frozen.
Hmm, it seems my relationship with Kafka wasn't bad back then either. By the way, what does it feel like to pat Kafka's head? I really want to remember······
Wait, was I really that smart before? I could casually get 8.13 billion credits? But this number sounds a bit familiar. Whatever, it probably doesn't matter. I'm really amazing, hehe······
Next, Hunter Stelle walked toward Silver Wolf. However, the latter seemed busy arguing with someone at the moment, so she only greeted her absentmindedly: "Oh? Ah, it's Stellie. You're here?"
"Sit down, sit down. There's some freshly made instant noodles here. I'm busy right now. We can talk later."
Hunter Stelle: "Silver Wolf, what did I do to make you disrespect me like this?"
"Tsk······"
Hearing this, Silver Wolf reluctantly put down her phone and said unhappily: "You, can't you pick another time?"
Hunter Stelle didn't reply. She simply extended a hand toward Silver Wolf. "Our future journey is still very long. You won't keep arguing with that person forever."
Silver Wolf muttered "As if" under her breath, then looked at Hunter Stelle's outstretched hand and compared it to her own size. Her little face showed slight annoyance: "Hey, how is this even supposed to fit?"
Click click click——
The memory involving "Silver Wolf and Hunter Stelle" was frozen.