Chapter 92 - 87 - Diting: Are You Trying To Steal My Job?

"Ugh, is this another thing that woman just threw away?" March 7th said, completely out of patience as she looked at the glove lying amidst the fragments of the broken vase. From the start until now, they had lost count of how many boxes they'd opened and how many vases they'd shattered! And every single time, it attracted a swarm of Abundance Abominations. Although they defeated them easily, the feeling of being played with like this was really annoying! "Hmm..." Stelle stared at the glove in the pot shards. For reasons unknown, she walked over and picked it up. Sniff, sniff... "Arf?" The little Diting looked on in confusion as Stelle held Kafka's glove and sniffed it, just like it would. What's going on? Is she a Diting too? "Eww!! What are you doing?!" March 7th looked on, her entire worldview shattered, as Stelle's lips curled into a smile while sniffing the glove. "Er..." Wende was also frozen in place, watching this scene that made him envious... ah no, that shocked his very core. "This..." Tingyun's eyes widened. Then, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have, she immediately blushed and spun around. This... this is truly too stimulating. This one's preferences are quite peculiar... "Mhm! I smell it! It's over there!" Stelle's gaze sharpened, and she pointed forward with conviction. "Arf???" The Diting tilted its head in confusion. Aren't our roles a bit mixed up here? Are you the Diting or am I the Diting? "Is... is this another skill she's evolved...?" March rubbed her eyes. Why did this feel even less believable than her just being a pervert? "I... I can't explain this either." Watching Stelle act as if she were possessed by a Diting, Welt suddenly felt his own brain shutting down. The Stellaron... has this function too??? Wende silently pushed his jaw back into place and walked over to Stelle with a benevolent expression. "Let's not do this, okay?" Gently stroking Stelle's hair, Wende's eyes were filled with fatherly love. "Mmm... okay." Stelle nodded obediently. Although she hadn't quite figured out what had just happened, it seemed like she hadn't done anything wrong, right? "Why is there even an option to pick up the glove and sniff it!!" Sister Guoguo clutched her head, shouting in utter disbelief. [So why did you choose that option!?] [So why did you pick it?] [Case closed, Sister Guoguo wants to be the dog!] [How could this be?] [Oh no, there's no explaining this away now!] [The Trailblazer, also known as Little Diting.] [A thesis on the mental state of the scriptwriter.] [The scriptwriter is just spoiling her at this point!] [But that's Kafka's glove! I want to sniff it too! Hah... hah... Let me sniff! I'm Kafka's dog! Mommy!!] [Gah! Can you all stop being so deranged!!] "It wasn't me, I didn't! I may be Kafka's dog, but I'm also Wende's dog! How could I ignore Wende to go lick Kafka! This is a conspiracy! A grand conspiracy!" Sister Guoguo tried to argue, but the viewers in her stream had already seen through this duplicitous woman! [Keep talking, I'm listening.] [I get it, you want to ship Mom and Dad!] [Huh? Isn't there a ton of lewd art of Kafka and Wende?] [DM me, thanks.] [Get out! You useless bum who has to beg others for lewd art you can't even find yourself, get the hell out!] Silently taking the glove from Stelle, Wende very consciously tossed it to little March. Make no mistake, he just wanted Stelle to return to normal. He had absolutely no other thoughts. If those animals in reality misunderstood and thought he was trying to steal their waifu, things would get ugly! "Hey! Why are you giving it to me?!" March caught Kafka's glove with a look of disgust. Although it smelled fragrant and the texture was nice... this was that bad woman's glove! "It's to prevent Stelle from having another episode. Quick, let the Diting have a sniff. With one of her personal items, I believe we're not far from her now." Looking at Wende's crystal-clear eyes, March just shrugged. "But didn't Stelle already get the scent just now?" "You actually believed her...?" "This is what you call trust in a comrade!" March proudly gave Wende a thumbs-up before holding the glove out in front of the little Diting. "Come on, little doggy, lead us to that bad woman!" "Woof woof!" The Diting sniffed Kafka's glove, then wagged its little tail and ran off toward the deeper parts of Jiongxing Port. The clever little dog decided it had to perform well, otherwise that strange person might steal its job! "Quick! Let's follow it!" Welt said decisively. The group hurried to keep up with the Diting's running pace, eventually arriving at a wide-open area. "Hmm... usually, when you suddenly arrive at an open space, it means a boss fight is about to happen." Stelle stated with an air of certainty. "Huh? What game have you been playing recently?" March asked with great curiosity. "The scent ends here, which means..." Welt pushed up his glasses. "When the prey's trail vanishes... the hunter should be on guard." A lazy yet alluring voice drifted down from above. An elegant woman in a suit was standing behind two Cloud Knights. "Because... that is often the sign that the hunt has been reversed." A dangerous and fatal smile played on Kafka's lips. "It's been a while, members of the Astral Express. And... you." Kafka's gaze turned gentle as she looked at Stelle. "Ahhhhhh, she looked at me! She has me in her heart! She still loves me!" Sister Guoguo hugged herself, writhing and squirming in her computer chair while making incomprehensible noises. [Wende: So, does love just disappear?] [If you were to start all over again~] [Would you still love me?] [Why did you guys start singing?] [I just realized... is the Trailblazer the only protagonist with both a mom and a dad?] [Hiss... what a sharp point. They may not be biological, but it seems to be true...] [It really is...] [Truly a breath of fresh air among protagonists.] [Your thought processes are truly... something else!] [So, are we just going to ignore Sister Guoguo? She's started writhing...] [It's fine, it's just Maniac Syndrome. Let her go crazy for a bit and she'll be fine.] "Kafka!" March immediately drew her bow and aimed it at the dangerous woman above. "These Cloud Knigh—" Tingyun frowned. "They clearly haven't fallen to the Mara... What did you do to them!" Hearing Tingyun's question, Kafka crossed her arms nonchalantly and gently closed her eyes. "Just a little suggestion, to make them listen to what I have to say. Stelle, you should be clearer on this than anyone, you know." Opening her eyes, Kafka looked down at the bewildered Stelle, her own eyes filled with a smiling amusement.