"So that's how it was…"
After listening to their account, Lynelle finally understood why the first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was Stelle playfully attempting to kiss her.
Though… it was actually quite nice. Especially Stelle's chest—so soft, completely unlike how it looked. The hidden volume was really…
Ah, never mind, she was getting off track. The point was, it seemed she hadn't delayed the main storyline here at all.
"So, Lynelle, about both of your identities…"
Dan Heng maintained his usual calm expression. "Sorry, we don't mean to doubt you. It's just that Stelle has amnesia, and I can't detect your space station ID.
As far as I know, part of the station's security system is still operational. I'm worried that later…"
"Oh, that's not a problem at all."
Lynelle quickly waved her hand. "I just arrived at the station a few days ago, and Herta herself brought me in. So Asta got me a top-level clearance ID card. The reason you can't detect me is that my identity is listed as confidential in the station's records."
"As for Stelle… she isn't lying about having no memories. It's not because she lost them due to injury, but rather… in terms of her existence, she's practically just been born."
"Eh?"
March 7th exclaimed, "Sh-she's that big already, just after being born?!"
"Anyway, Stelle's situation is complicated. It's hard to explain in a short time… just think of her as someone with a mysterious past."
"Ah, so it's that kind of setting…"
March 7th's expression instantly cleared with understanding. "Now I get it. Don't worry, you've definitely come to the right place! Both Dan Heng and I are the same, ehehe."
"Sigh…"
Watching the scatterbrained March, Dan Heng let out another helpless sigh.
"March, take Lynelle and Stelle back first. Arlan from the Security Department lost contact around here—he's probably injured. I need to go find him."
"Arlan?"
Lynelle asked, "You mean that white-haired head of the Security Department?"
"Yes, do you know him too, Lynelle?"
"Mm, he's the one who gave me my access card."
Lynelle nodded. "If it's his location you're after… Dan Heng, after you leave here, go straight upstairs to the monitoring room. He's probably hiding there."
"Eh? Lynelle knows where he is?"
March 7th exchanged a surprised glance with Dan Heng. "Could it be… some kind of secret tech in the space station?"
"Mhm? That's a girl's secret~"
Lynelle blinked, smoothly throwing a wink at March.
"...Alright. I'll search the monitoring room area upstairs first."
Dan Heng nodded and quickly left the room where the three were.
"Let's get going too… oh, right."
After just a couple of steps, Lynelle seemed to remember something and fished out a pure black baseball bat from nearby.
When she had come earlier to check the Curios, she'd spotted this thing.
Considering it was literally picked up off the roadside in the original, she'd stashed it away just in case things played out differently.
"Here, Stelle."
The gray-haired girl tilted her head, pointing at herself with a puzzled look. Though she didn't speak, both could clearly see the question marks written all over her face.
"Don't think it's just an ordinary baseball bat."
Lynelle said mysteriously, "Actually…"
"Actually, it's a super Curio secretly collected by Madam Herta, with an old master sealed inside it centuries ago on The Blue?"
March instantly jumped in with the answer.
"Stop reading so much xianxia!"
Lynelle gently bopped March 7th's head with the bat. "Actually, how powerful this bat is isn't the point. The key thing is, it's a symbol of the protagonist!"
"In this world, anyone who uses a baseball bat as their weapon is absolutely, without a doubt, the main character!"
"Isn't that even more far-fetched than my guess?!"
March 7th protested indignantly.
"It's fine."
Stelle tilted her head, still a bit clueless, but accepted the baseball bat from Lynelle without hesitation. "If Lynelle says so, then it must be true."
"Yikes…"
March 7th drew a sharp breath. "Why do I feel like such a third wheel? 'I shouldn't be standing here, I should be under the car'…"
"Give it up, March. Actually, after review by the writing panel, I regret to inform you that your application for main character status was not approved. So, without you even realizing it, your role has been downgraded to comic relief."
Lynelle patted March 7th's shoulder, sounding genuinely sorry.
"I never agreed to star in this lousy show, hey! I don't wanna be the funny girl!"
"Hmm…"
Lynelle thought for a moment. "How about this, March? Considering you've put in the hard work, if not the glory, for this production, I'll convince the director to reserve a special storyline just for you in the upcoming third season."
"It'll be beautifully 'freezing,' with lots of 'bed scenes'—guaranteed to make you the center of attention."
"There's already a third season planned?! Who's even investing in this totally unreliable series…"
March 7th slumped, drained. "I feel like I've used up all my snark energy for today…"
"Don't worry, March."
Lynelle pointed ahead. "There are some Voidrangers up front. You can take out your frustrations on them."
"Those guys aren't even worth this lady's time!"
The moment she saw enemies, March 7th perked up immediately. "Stelle, you just got your weapon! Now's the time to show your stuff! I'll keep you safe with my Six-Phase Ice, so go on and test out that bat's power."
"Six-Phase Ice?"
Lynelle's gaze snapped toward her.
"Yep, it's my special ability."
A blue glow flickered in March 7th's hand. With a light wave, a Voidranger that had been sneaking up behind Stelle was instantly frozen solid.
"This ice… it doesn't feel very cold?"
Lynelle curiously poked it, feeling only a slight coolness on her fingertip.
"That's because Six-Phase Ice isn't actually ice. It just looks and acts a bit like it, but it's only ice in appearance."
March 7th spread her hands. "So don't come asking me for shaved ice in the summer, okay?"
"But if it's not ice, why call it Six-Phase Ice?"
Lynelle blinked, still thoroughly curious.
"...Actually, the essence of Six-Phase Ice is the 'Six'."
A mischievous grin spread across March 7th's face, one that said 'I knew you'd ask that.' "It's Six-Phase Ice because it's so sixy."
"Cool…"
Watching March 7th's triumphant 'score one for me' expression, Lynelle let out an exaggerated sneeze. "Your Six-Phase Ice might not be very cold, but your ice-cold puns more than make up for it."
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