22: As Expected of Me
The darkness retreated, and dawn arrived.
This land welcomed the warm morning light as usual.
In the small cottage.
Ye Xing sat up in bed with messy hair, gently rubbing her sleepy eyes.
“Mm… hmm… What time is it now?” Ye Xing muttered in a confused voice.
The next second, a voice answered her question.
“It’s 9 AM now.”
“Still early… let’s keep sleeping~”
Ye Xing closed her eyes and lay back down, her legs wrapped around the quilt, pressing her face against the soft blanket.
However, just two seconds after lying down, she quickly opened her eyes.
“Hm?”
Who was talking just now?
Ye Xing glanced around the room and quickly spotted the ghost girl staring at her by the bed, with a cute smile on her face.
“Good morning, Ye Xing.”
“Oh, it’s you… Good morning.”
With Aipal’s interruption, Ye Xing’s drowsiness completely vanished, and she became fully awake.
Ye Xing slowly lifted the quilt and walked down from the bed with her bare, delicate feet.
“When did you come over?”
Ye Xing put on her slippers, preparing to go to the bathroom to wash up. Seeing this, Aipal followed with a grin.
“Last night, when you were asleep.”
“Huh? Have you been here the whole time?”
“Yes.”
Ye Xing stopped in her tracks, looking at Aipal with some surprise.
“What were you doing during that time?”
“Watching you sleep,” Aipal said calmly, as if it wasn’t a big deal.
“Oh… How bored were you…”
Ye Xing was speechless.
Thinking that Aipal had watched her sleep all night, Ye Xing felt her cheeks heat up.
“Mm, whatever.”
Her sleeping posture shouldn’t be bad, and she doesn’t talk in her sleep, so being watched while sleeping isn’t really embarrassing.
It’s just… there’s a slight eerie feeling.
“You don’t need to sleep… It seems a bit pitiful when I think about it.”
“Why? Isn’t not needing sleep a way to save more time?” Aipal asked, confused, the ahoge on her head forming a standard question mark.
“Sleeping is a very happy thing, very comfortable. Besides, what do you use the time saved by not sleeping for? Just to watch me sleep? You might as well go to sleep yourself.”
“Hmm…” Aipal fell into deep thought.
Ye Xing ignored her and had already started washing up.
She was thinking about what to have for breakfast today.
Not wanting anything too greasy or too bland, she decided on a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. It had been a while since she’d eaten that.
“Gurgle gurgle~ Poof——“
After brushing her teeth, Ye Xing spat out the mouthwash and washed her face.
The cool water felt particularly comfortable.
As she picked up a comb and started combing her hair, Aipal, who had been pondering for a long time, spoke up.
“Ye Xing, I prepared breakfast for you. It’s on the table outside.”
Who knows what Aipal had been thinking about earlier; the topic jump was outrageous.
She probably gave up thinking.
At this point, Ye Xing had finished combing her hair and was a bit surprised to hear what Aipal said.
“Really? At least you have some conscience. What is it?”
“Go and see for yourself.”
Ye Xing put down the comb and walked outside.
However, after taking a few steps, Ye Xing frowned, realizing things weren’t so simple.
“Wait… That’s not right. Aren’t you a ghost? You can’t even touch things, how could you prepare breakfast for me?”
Aipal let out a pleasant, strange laugh.
“Hehe~ I tricked Ye Xing~”
Seeing the ahoge on Aipal’s head swaying “joyfully,” Ye Xing realized Aipal was playing another prank.
She really hasn’t changed.
But this kind of prank was still acceptable. If it could make a cute beautiful girl show a happy smile, being teased a little was no big deal.
What’s this called? Self-sacrifice for others!
Well, she still had some admirable qualities.
“As expected of me.”
Ye Xing’s lips curved slightly upward, her somewhat smug expression looking very cute.
Now, let’s go eat breakfast with a happy heart~
……
Meanwhile.
In a small house not far away.
A black-haired man opened the window, happily looking at the azure sky, a smile involuntarily appearing on his lips.
“The weather is really nice today.”
Mo Tu took a deep breath, preparing to start making desserts.
He quite liked sweets.
But at this moment, his communicator rang.
Mo Tu picked it up and saw it was a call from a dead-fish-eyed colleague who stood at the same level as him.
“Hello, what’s the matter?”
“How’s your progress over there? Have you found any important clues?” Yao Can’s flat voice sounded.
“About that…”
Mo Tu glanced lightly out the window, just happening to see a certain silver-haired loli who had just gone out to forage for food, along with a slightly strange ghost girl beside her.
“Heh~” Mo Tu chuckled lightly, saying softly into the communicator: “No.”
“I seriously suspect you’re slacking off. We didn’t call you here for a vacation.”
“I know that. I’m also using my own methods to search. Anyway, running around aimlessly with you all isn’t of any use, is it?”
“…” Yao Can fell silent.
What Mo Tu said wasn’t wrong. The current state of the Night Watchers in Shanghe City was pretty much running around aimlessly.
Even with full-force searching, they hadn’t found a single piece of useful information. One can imagine how outrageous this was.
Keep in mind that with this level of searching, they could probably find worms buried three feet underground.
Yao Can had underestimated the difficulty of finding an exceptional Star.
Perhaps during the unawakened period, the exceptional Star was sleeping extremely secretly within the host’s body. Even if it appeared before a Night Watcher, they might not be able to detect it.
Yao Can had already guessed this situation.
It was now the beginning of late September, getting closer and closer to the time of the Supernova eruption.
So the time of the disaster could very possibly be tomorrow, or today, or even the next second.
Time was pressing, and now the Night Watchers could perhaps do nothing but prepare for battle.
But compared to what had already happened in the future, at least now they had very ample preparation.
“Sigh…”
Yao Can let out a light breath.
“Continue with your work. Also, another Radiant Sun Night Watcher from Yunzhang City has arrived. Do you have anything you want to relay?”
“No, tell him to eat what he wants to eat, drink what he wants to drink, do whatever he needs to do.”
“Mm.”
The communication was cut off.
Mo Tu put down the communicator, still not changing his plan to make desserts next.
After finishing, he might even be able to use them to get closer to a certain silver-haired loli, killing two birds with one stone.
Isn’t this much better than those colleagues running all over the city?
Slacking off?
What’s called slacking off? This is called strategy.
No one understands how to make the most correct judgments better than him.
Occasional disappointment, that’s also the choice of fate.
At least now Mo Tu knew what to do next, perhaps…
Help someone change their fate?
“I really hope this land can welcome its true ending, at least let me enjoy myself for a while…”
Mo Tu muttered to himself.