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On the Command Plaza of the Main Control Module Section of the Space Station.
Hiroshi's eyes widened, looking at Stelle, who was pulling his arm with a look of pure, dazed dependence. Wait, what is she saying! I have to get back to the Stellaron Hunters' base immediately! If Kafka or Silver Wolf check his room and find it empty, his secret Teleportation ability—his ultimate trump card—will be exposed.
"Oh? Then Brother Hiroshi, what do you think?" Asta's voice was like a cold breeze, her words squeezed through gritted teeth.
Realizing she was on the verge of a jealous explosion, Hiroshi hurriedly pulled his arm back from Stelle's grasp. I have to refuse her! But I can't just tell her to get lost—she's basically a newborn right now.
He looked into Stelle's blinking, golden eyes and swallowed hard. Wait! She has no memories. I can just trick her!
He cleared his throat, putting on his most persuasive "big brother" voice. "You might not know about life on the Space Station, Stelle. Staying with these rigid researchers is incredibly boring! All you get to eat every day are Dried Earthworms, and even the water is filtered so many times it tastes like nothing!"
"Is... is that so?" Stelle's brows furrowed, her expression showing genuine concern.
Hehe, got her. Hiroshi thought. To someone with the mind of a child, "no good food" was a fate worse than death. He pressed his advantage. "On the contrary, if you board the Astral Express, you can see the whole galaxy and eat the local delicacies of a thousand worlds! Isn't that better?"
"Hmm? Little brother, aren't you coming with us?" March 7th asked, tilting her head in confusion.
Hiroshi froze. Uh oh. I walked right into that one.
"What! Brother Hiroshi, you're joining the Express?" Asta's rejection was instant and total. She glared at him, her eyes practically screaming: Just you try leaving me! She couldn't bear the thought of him in constant danger—or being so far away.
Himeko watched the exchange, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Hehe, it seems his relationship with Miss Asta is quite deep. "Alright, since it's inconvenient for him, let's leave it at that for now," Himeko intervened gracefully. "The Express will be here for a few days. If you change your mind, we welcome you anytime."
Hiroshi let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. Thank you, Station Master Asta!
"But... I want to be with you," Stelle insisted, her face full of innocence. "Wouldn't adventuring together be more interesting?"
Back to the Stellaron Hunters? Are you kidding! Kafka just gave you away! Hiroshi massaged his temples. He needed to get away before the clock ran out. "How about this: the Express is staying for a few days anyway. See if you can adapt to the environment here first."
Stelle finally nodded. The heavy stone in Hiroshi's heart fell. He said his goodbyes and retreated toward the private quarters he shared with Herta.
Inside the room, Hiroshi locked the door. "No one should notice me missing for a while. Madam Herta is busy with Ruan Mei and Screwllum." He was just about to activate his teleportation when the doorknob turned.
Click.
Hiroshi's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. Who is it?! If it's the Stellaron Hunters already, I'm finished!
A small gray head peeked in. Golden eyes scanned the room timidly. It was Stelle.
"Wait! Why did you come in here?"
"I... have nowhere to go," Stelle said, looking at her feet. "And I'm so hungry... and sleepy..."
Hiroshi sighed, his protective instincts overriding his panic. Asta was still busy with the Express Crew; there was no one to arrange a room for Stelle yet. He couldn't just throw her out into the hall.
He went to the kitchen and found some of Herta's private stock of high-end desserts. Soon, a large plate was completely devoured by Stelle. She let out a satisfied burp and patted her belly.
"Um... I want to sleep..." Her gaze drifted to the large, plush bed behind Hiroshi.
"Fine, you sleep here. I'll go somewhere else," Hiroshi said, turning to leave.
Suddenly, he felt a strong pull. Stelle had grabbed his arm and yanked him onto the mattress.
"What are you doing!"
"I... want to sleep with you..." Stelle mumbled. She encircled Hiroshi's waist with her slender arms, nuzzling her face into his chest like a kitten seeking warmth.
This girl! First the desserts, now she wants to 'eat' me too! Both flustered and helpless, Hiroshi tried to peel her off. "Let go, quickly! If you keep being this naughty, I'm going to spank you! I'm not joking, I really will!"
Stelle didn't move an inch. She just held him tighter, her steady breathing already indicating she was drifting off. Hiroshi looked at the ceiling, wondering how he was going to explain this—and how he was going to get back to Kafka before dawn.
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