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Outside Asta's room, Herta Space Station.
Stelle, peeking through the crack, watched the scene inside with trembling golden pupils. Her small hands tightly covered her mouth to stifle any gasp of surprise. So that was... Station Master Asta. Does doing that make him happy? A thought flickered in her blank mind: If I do the same when we go back, would he finally agree to sleep with me? Driven by a mix of curiosity and instinct, she focused intently, studying every frame of their interaction as if it were a survival guide.
Eventually, the gnawing vacuum in her stomach became unbearable. Realizing Hiroshi was "occupied," she reluctantly retreated to forage alone.
Grumble Grumble
As Stelle wandered aimlessly like a lost pet through the metallic corridors, a sweet, velvety voice reached her. It carried the distinct, mouth-watering fragrance of fresh strawberry cake.
"Are you hungry? Would you like some pastries?"
Stelle looked up to see a woman of chilling elegance. Ruan Mei stood there in her intricate, ancient-style attire, her graceful figure silhouetted against the station's sterile lights. Her long, slender legs gleamed as she approached, and the semi-transparent fabric of her dress offered a faint glimpse of her soft, supple abdomen.
Stelle looked at the woman's flawless face, then at the pastry in her hand. Such a beautiful big sister... surely she isn't a bad person? She took the pastry and swallowed it in one bite. The rich, sweet filling exploded across her taste buds, making them dance in delight.
"Was it good?" Ruan Mei asked with a charming, faint smile. "My name is Ruan Mei. I'm a scholar in 'Life Science'. I've encountered a minor issue in my research and need an assistant. Would you be willing to help? I will offer a generous reward."
Stelle, feeling the "obligation of the pastry," nodded. Ruan Mei handed her a keycard to the Seclusion Zone. Stelle stepped into the elevator, unaware of the cold clinical curiosity in the scientist's eyes.
Meanwhile, inside Asta's room, the Station Master lay limp as silk on the bed. Her face was flushed a deep, healthy rosy pink, her chest heaving with shallow, blissful pants.
"I... I lost... Ran-bao... you're amazing..."
Hiroshi smiled gently. Back when his constitution was weak, Asta had always been the one to hold back. Now that he possessed strength nearing that of an Emanator, he could finally return the favor.
"Let's stop here for today. I'll carry you to the bath."
"Mhm..." Asta responded, as pliant as a kitten. She wrapped her snow-white arms around his neck as he lifted her in a princess carry. Being with him felt like a dream she never wanted to wake from.
After the bath, Hiroshi tucked her back into bed. He turned to leave, but Asta's hand shot out, grabbing his wrist with a sleepy, desperate grip. "Ran-bao... stay tonight..."
Hiroshi checked his internal clock. The Stellaron Hunters wouldn't be back for hours. "Well... alright~" He settled in as her human body pillow. Within a minute, Asta was sound asleep.
Bzzzt!!!
A message notification startled him. He checked his phone, expecting a warning from the Hunters' base. Instead, it was Stelle.
Stelle: Help me, I've been sucked into Ruan Mei's experiment chamber; the air is getting thinner, my lungs hurt so much...
"What!!!" Hiroshi's eyes widened, a cold fury ignited in his chest. "That woman! She actually used Stelle as a lab rat!"
Hiroshi: Take a picture of what's in front of you. I'm coming right away.
Stelle sent a photo of a high-tech containment unit. Hiroshi immediately activated his Teleportation.
He reappeared in a corner of a sealed compartment dominated by a large Double Helix DNA emblem. In the center, trapped inside a transparent, azure cylindrical tank, was Stelle. She was kneeling weakly, her small fists pounding the glass in a silent, suffocating plea for help.
"Don't be afraid, Stelle! I'm here!"
Seeing him, Stelle stopped struggling, her golden eyes filled with absolute trust. Hiroshi summoned the Demon Blade Thousand Blades and struck the enclosure with all his might, but the specialized glass didn't even crack.
Stelle's heart leaped into her throat. She looked at him pitifully.
"Tch! Pretty tough!"
He didn't waste another second. He summoned the Blade of the God of War. With a single, casual swing of the azure blade, the experimental chamber shattered into a million pieces, crackling with short-circuiting electric arcs.
Stelle collapsed into his arms, gasping for air. Hiroshi gripped the hilt of his sword, his gaze turning toward the shadows of the lab. It was time to settle the score with a certain Genius Society member.
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