Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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"...?"

Huang Quan looked at Liu Ying with suspicion as she took away the pillowcases and sheets.

Is it necessary to go to such extremes?

However, Huang Quan didn't pay much attention to Liu Ying and sat down at his desk.

It feels like... a little better?

Huang Quan touched the notebook on his desk and fell into deep thought.

...No, it doesn't seem to be like that.

As if it were a "compensatory mechanism" for disabled people, Huang Quan is now able to perceive his emotional changes in this regard more sensitively.

Rather than being suppressed, it's more like throwing a piece of firewood into a raging fire—it may temporarily suppress some of the flames, but sooner or later it will become part of fueling the fire.

The pros and cons... Huang Quan really couldn't tell.

However, Huang Quan himself does not dislike this "fueling effect".

Huang Quan let out a deep breath.

A miraculous potion, a miraculous feeling, like a flame burning in one's soul... How vivid it is in the midst of nothingness?

—Even though the void here is gradually dissipating.

To ignite this warmth and light in the cold, dark night... even though I have faced those truly "dark nights" on my own journeys.

A potion that can ignite the flames of desire within the bodies of those who self-destruct... If the Chaos Healers knew about this, they would surely be very excited.

Of course, it might also be dangerous.

Even though it might "burn" even hotter in a moment, Huang Quan is at least relatively calm for now.

If Katsura Naifun and Kujo Sara hadn't stopped her, she probably would have continued drinking.

Although most self-destructive individuals have long since given up on the idea of ​​saving themselves, the moment the flame truly ignites in their hearts, even knowing that this flame is somewhat distorted...

...In fact, my current behavior is also a kind of "addiction".

Knowing that this flame would eventually go out, they keep adding fuel to it—even if these desires might ultimately lead them to destruction.

Ah... self-destruction.

She was still a distance away from being a normal sheep, but she couldn't help it. This flame was destined to be extinguished, no matter how she tried to keep it—unless she continued to take the medicine.

This time, Huang Quan let out a soft breath.

But... sir...

The twisted flames of desire burning around the gentleman... For now, it doesn't seem like a bad thing to just enjoy this feeling of being "burned by flames".

The fact that the gentleman didn't come back... doesn't seem like such a bad thing.

Did it foresee something?

Huang Quan wasn't sure if he would use even more "extreme" methods to try and save the flame if he saw Liu Bai.

No, perhaps the moment she saw Liu Bai, this twisted desire, destined to be extinguished, would swell again, a swell that even she couldn't control.

Now... is it just right?

With nothing else to do, Huang Quan simply picked up one of Liu Bai's favorite books.

…………

"...Hey, why does this look like we're reminiscing about someone who's passed away?"

After peeking through the crack in the door, Katsura Naifun and Kujo Sara stood up and muttered under their breath.

"No, it should be said that it looks like they're going to settle down?"

"Who knows? Little Gui, why don't you go and try to persuade Lord Huang Quan?"

"...No, let's just forget about it. But it doesn't seem like a big problem?"

Gui Naifen knew what kind of terrible state Natasha had become after drinking too much love potion, so she compared it with Huang Quan's current appearance.

Hmm, isn't this perfectly acceptable?

At worst, I'll just tell the boss not to come back today.

It's not like there's nowhere else to stay, so why come back?

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Hmm? You didn't go back to your pot today?"

"...We won't go back today." Bai and Eden lay on the sofa watching TV and chatting, while eating cookies.

"That's quite rare. Is something the matter?"

Eden, who had just finished his physical training, stretched on the sofa—this guy seems to be getting more and more of a homebody.

Is it possible that the ultimate goal of being a live streamer is to become a homebody?

Although Eden didn't do nothing after arriving, he at least occasionally cooked for Natasha—Kiana is currently being taken care of by Fu Hua.

Despite being a strict mother, she still gives Kiana time to "get some fresh air," so Liu Bai doesn't have to worry about Kiana developing any negative emotions from working non-stop.

"Small things."

Liu Bai waved his hand. Although he was startled when Huang Quan's prompt first appeared, he thought that as long as he didn't do anything rash, Huang Quan wouldn't jump out and mess with him.

Afraid of eggs.

Especially now that Kujo Sara and Katsura Naofumi have successfully stopped them.

"Hmm~" Qiu Dianwuying seemed to have forgotten about the matter, then changed the channel: "So, tonight, should I give you a place to stay? Or will you stay at Wendy's place?"

"I'll just sleep on the sofa."

Liu Bai didn't care.

However, Wendy's situation is somewhat questionable. It's like an adult going to a young girl's place... He's shameless, but she still has some sense of propriety.

"You're not going to share a bed with Wendy," Din rolled his eyes in a rather unladylike manner. "But if you're sleeping on the sofa, Natasha might as well sleep on the sofa."

"...Did you two have a fight?"

“No, I mean four or five hours of sleep is enough for her to be awake all day,” Dian said.

Oh, Natasha is an assassin, and this Deep Sleep Rita seems to be one too.

"Or should I go to Natasha's room? I'm just a little uncomfortable sharing a bed with someone else."

“Eden, you should tell Natasha to keep watch tonight.”

Liu Bai corrected him.

You think it would be so awkward for me to take over the magpie's nest and squeeze Natasha out so she can sleep on the sofa?

This would make me seem like a heartless person who steals by trickery and force.

Then, Eden, who roughly understood what Liu Bai meant, rolled his eyes again.

“You’re becoming less and less ladylike lately, Eden.”

"Anyway, you've seen me exhausted and collapsed, what kind of lady are you talking about? A lady is someone who hugs a heavy machine gun and pulls the trigger?"

Although she still acts like a lady in public, she doesn't care about manners at home.

When she got her hands on the heavy machine gun, and the image of "the most beautiful and powerful firepower angel Eden-chan" that Liu Bai had mentioned earlier flashed through her mind, she knew that her ladylike image at home was gone—it was bound to be gone sooner or later.

"Hey, Eden, are you thinking about the most beautiful and powerful fire angel?"

"Are you crazy?!"

Eden threw a cushion onto Liu Bai's face.

"Ah...it's just logical reasoning. Don't you only have three forms right now?" Bai fiddled with his fingers. "The usual ladylike state, the super beautiful angel state during live streams, and the super beautiful firepower angel state during battles. Now you deny being ladylike, and you're not live streaming..."

Snapped!

Another cushion.

But Eden was completely unable to say anything like, "Is this joke going to never be forgotten?"

Yes, because she felt like she was starting to agree with it.

"Tsk, don't be like that, I've also reflected on it."

"...What reflection?"

"The lines are more idol-like and easier to say than 'The most beautiful and powerful angel Eden (chan, seven firepower)*supreme~?', right?"

Liu Bai rested his head on his hand, looking thoughtful.

"As expected, my acting skills are still a bit lacking. I think I could add something like 'It's the one that touches your heart' at the end."

Eden silently got up from the sofa.

"Where are you going?" Bai sensed something was wrong as he watched Eden's forced composure.

"Hehe...of course I'll hit your heart hard with my heavy machine gun, Mr. Manager~" Dian smiled sweetly—but her words weren't so gentle, "Don't you dare run away~"

"Oh no, let's not take it so seriously for now."

After the joke was over, Liu Bai immediately admitted defeat.

"Then let's stop making jokes like that, okay?" Dian wasn't really going to pull out the heavy machine gun, so after Liu Bai backed down, he lay back down the way he came.

Okay, actually she felt that she... somehow seemed to agree with it?

This feeling made Eden particularly unhappy.

Even though you know the other person is talking nonsense, you still feel like their nonsense actually makes some sense.

In short, I was extremely angry.

—Actually, after debuting as "the most beautiful and amazing angel Eden-chan," Eden herself has gotten used to being called that by so many comments and such.

Liu Bai's proposed alternative name, Eden, was actually just opposition for the sake of opposition.

In fact, Eden's popularity is now... almost reaching one million followers.

Well, it's not entirely accurate to say that it was all due to Eden's own abilities—after all, it's pure nonsense for a newcomer to go from zero to a million in a month when they have absolutely no popularity.

This was all thanks to Gray Serpent's manipulation. Eden received a lot of resources and covert operations. In addition, there was nothing to criticize about her—she would greet people, sing, and then disappear without a trace, seemingly too lazy to even exchange a word with her fans.

Although she seemed to "look down on the audience," she didn't ask for tips or deliberately act cute. She focused on mutual consent, plus a little bit of marketing and public relations.

Therefore, Eden's reputation is quite good now.

Well, that makes it easier to understand Eden's capacity for acceptance.

After all, when singing, many people use two glow stick emojis, one in front of the other, with "Super beautiful angel Eden-chan" in the middle as encouragement.

Human adaptability...isn't it amazing?

Of course, what angered Eden the most was that Liu Bai guessed what she was thinking, plus Liu Bai's inexplicable insistence...

Well, what Eden really wanted to complain about was, "Do you have some kind of super-powerful, most beautiful angel radar in your head, you jerk?"

"It's noon, Liu Bai, go cook."

"Such a direct order."

Liu Bai sighed, then stood up.

"Speaking of which, Eden, why don't you try some real combat?"

"...Let me prepare myself mentally."

Liu Bai's words made Eden ponder, and then he shook his head.

"At the very least... we need to win back some ground from you before considering actual combat?"

"I think it's still quite difficult."

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That evening, Natasha returned home from get off work, bringing with her someone Liu Bai never expected.

"...Dr. Cleo, you've come too."

Liu Bai looked at the jackal traveling with Natasha, then turned to look at Natasha.