Chapter 238 There are so many people...
"Pepe, what are you looking at?" Krevy was the first to notice the change and looked in that direction. "Huh? That seems to be—"
The white fur on her head twitched as some kind of radar issued an emergency warning. Furninna turned her head and gasped, "Impas!"
"Mr. Cesar!!!" Krevy's eyes met with Fernina's, and she accurately identified the master of Linni, the future head of [House of Fireplace].
...No, Clavi quickly realized something was wrong and shifted her gaze to Cesar's family.
The youngest brother looked more and more familiar. "Hiss...it's Leosli from the Fontaine District!"
Ming Chong: ...
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What kind of visual effect is this, Eddie Peng in Shanghai and Jimmy Lin in Loudi?!
"Oh! Mom, the children are all here!" Ming Chong grinned and began to put his hands behind the old woman's back.
The group of people at the next table did not answer. A strange silence focused on Ming Chong's face and then spread.
?
Ming Chong slowly typed a question mark.
The magician, beaming, looked this way and that, stroking his beard as he suddenly realized something. "Over a decade has passed, and I never expected you to age at all!"
"...Isn't this normal? There are so many immortal species in the world, what's wrong with me being one more?"
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Although Ming Chong did not want to be an immortal, he was not a true immortal who remained young after more than ten years.
"I think it's necessary to make a statement, sir..." Peleweli spoke slowly, his manner evident even with a suspicious pause. "I think everyone agrees on this issue. The focus lies on aura, not age."
Kavi and his mother looked at each other. The topic of the General Administration had entered an area that they were completely unfamiliar with.
Cesar winked at the two of them, then lightly leaned over and explained in a low voice, "A Chong is a special kid. More than a decade ago, we became instant friends. What might have happened in between? Well... Of course, I think as Kavi's older brother, he must know something."
The mother of the Myoron School's distinguished architect was no fool. She nodded, glanced at her son, who seemed to be speculating, and said with a smile, "I see. Come to think of it, I feel incredibly close to that child, too!"
"Huh—that's great, mother. I don't know how to explain it." Kavi breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of ease between his brows. "In a certain memory, Chong is indeed my younger brother, mother's son, and the child who grew up in our family."
"This is really some kind of mysterious magic of family love that can bring us together unknowingly." Cesar carefully noticed the loss hidden by Kavi and touched his head gently and forgivingly.
The blond architect was quite sensitive to the gentleness of others and could not help but exude a soft and friendly aura.
Before he could say anything, Cesar reached behind his new son's ear and tugged, "Oh, it's [Rainbow Rose]."
While Kavi was stunned, Cesar stuffed the flower into his hand without saying anything. "Let's use this flower that represents our beautiful encounter to commemorate the first day we became a family, son, what do you think?"
Kavi was about to nod when he met his mother's encouraging eyes.
Ming Chong suddenly came over, grabbed Cesar's shoulders and shook him, "No, I don't agree! Cesar, we haven't figured out the generations yet!"
Putting aside the frustration about his parents, Kavi felt it necessary to explain and defend his brother in front of his mother.
His mother patted his hands and signaled Kavi not to panic.
"Hahahahahaha!" Cesar had a smile on his face. If you ignore his hearty laughter, it would be hard to detect the mischief in it.
Ming Chong's eyes were almost burning with fire, and he was serious and nervous. "This is not just your business, but a big deal for my entire [Chong Family]!!!"
"Do you know Linny? Linny! He's my daughter's adopted son and your apprentice, so your apprentice is my grandson. So, rounding it off, I should be your father!"
"Hahahaha! Really? Is there such a thing?" Cesar pretended not to understand, still with a warm smile on his face.
No one can refuse to be a brother's father.
Again, no one!
If it was a relationship that was irrefutable or impossible to resolve, then I could just ignore it. But now, this matter was not only highly possible, but there was also room for negotiation.
In other words, this is a special offer! Discounted! Great discounts!!! What's there to hesitate about? Go for it!
The two began to circle around this question, of course, this did not disturb the mother and son who were reminiscing tenderly about the past...
"Now that everyone is almost here, let's all sit down." Clorinde clapped her hands and calmly did the job of Funina, the host of the "Table Theater".
"But, if that's the case..." Krevy looked at the Water God, who seemed to be distracted, with concern. "Miss Finina seems to be worried about someone."
This wasn't hard to discover; even though Furninna's child had been active late and for a short time, as one of the few Fatui reserves with close ties to the Water God and a gifted detective, Krevy easily uncovered part of the truth.
"Uh... I, I always feel that at times like this - it's best if no one is absent." Finina held her forehead in distress.
She didn't expect that Ming Chong, who was out of the detection range, would jump out so quickly.
"Don't worry." Peleweli laughed and suddenly spoke, looking at Clorinde meaningfully. "If it's the mysterious Duke of Melo Petersburg, I think he has been there many times in some way."
Clorinde, who attended the tea party with the snacks chosen by the Duke: ...
Under Navia's astonished gaze, Clorinde explained a few words, "I didn't expect it to be him. But I understand. The snacks he recommended are quite suitable for Miss Funina's taste."
Navia held her chin and thought seriously for a while. Then she looked up and around, her eyes falling on Finina.
"Can I use [Persuasion] on him?"
Pointing at Ming Chong who was clinging to Cesar's back.
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Finina flipped her left hand, and a flash of aquamarine light appeared. At this moment, she immediately used her ability. She instantly flipped open the thing on the table that was an arm's length away from her.
[Destiny Test Card]!
"It was judged to be a great success."
After saying that, Funina raised her head, covered her mouth uncomfortably, coughed twice, and tried to argue, "Uh... I'm, I'm trying to immerse myself in the role of the host of the "Table Theater Troupe."
—Oops, my hands have a mind of their own!
"Didn't Clorinde say that? The Table Theater is divided into 'Real Experience' and 'Relaxed Experience'." Without blinking, Finina's mouth began to move on its own. "Hehe! As the Goddess of Water, even in this area, she possesses the creativity to innovate!"
...The scene was very quiet for a while, as if a crow had accidentally landed in the sky above the second floor of the Debo Hotel.
"Very good." Clorinde nodded first. "Table Theater is my home turf, and I'm very satisfied this time."
Navia suddenly stood up with a look of surprise on her face. "Ms. Finina, will there be a little surprise at my next 'Innovative Macarons' event?"
“…”
The smile gradually disappeared.
"Hahahahahaha!" Navia couldn't help laughing. While laughing, she took out the photo from the camera. Just with such a casual glance, the laughter disappeared for no reason.
Ming Chong/Impas/Leosli from Fontaine, 18 years old, an ordinary time traveler passing by.
"It seems to be quite shocking information," said Pelewilli.
Navia turned to look at everyone with a strange expression, her tone uncertain, "First of all, I still have great faith in Lady Funina's prop skills. ...Anyway, this should be the kind of drama we at Fontaine love the most, right?"
"——When I grew up, I met my 18-year-old father."
Peruvian: “Not surprising at all.”
Krevy: "Uh, nothing special?"
Clorinde: "So, in the script of Perfume Mania, what is the plot of this character?"
Being stared at by three pairs of eyes, Clorinde was a little confused. "I thought Miss Funina had set up the plot of this NPC when she created this message."
"..." Also... counts?
In fact, scriptwriters always want to take free rein and add some insignificant but self-pleasing fragments.
But Funina herself didn't expect that she would use it. When she was writing the script, she wrote this part very smoothly and in one go.
The only problem is letting yourself go.
As for this part of the plot, I can only say it's like this.
"Twenty years after the perfume "Soft Light Bell Dew" was destroyed in a fire overnight, traces of a perfume that looks like this perfume appeared on the market.
Therefore, a fire survivor from the production team of "Soft Lantern Bell Flower Dew" commissioned the protagonists to investigate the truth of twenty years ago.
On their way to find the truth, the protagonists met a mysterious man named Ming Chong, who gave a salute to Miss Rose Navia, who was keen on solving cases.
Through clear and organized persuasion, the mysterious man confessed his identity. He turned out to be a time traveler who had traveled to twenty years ago!
At the same time, Ming Chong also gave a key clue to the perfume case.
……』
"This is what happened, and this is what happened," Ming Chong replied seriously. "Anyway, this is what happened when I passed by the crime scene."
Navia: "You mean, as soon as you landed, the house lost its roof?"
"Hmm... I'm starting to worry about Miss Fininna." Krevy kept smiling and whispered, "Will her script really end successfully?"
Peruvili just raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at Krevi. He said nothing, but it seemed as if he had said everything.
Strictly speaking, Peruvili seemed to be the most confident among them in Ming Chong and Funina.
Clorinde stated the facts without any other intention, "As long as Navia is here, it's possible."
With two already uncertain factors, a historic third has emerged! It's incredible. To maintain this balance for so long, there must be a deeper reason, right?
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"In order to prevent the fire 20 years ago and find out the truth, I can open the door of time and space for you so that you can see it for yourself!" Ming Chong made a gesture of holy light shining.
Following this simple door, the protagonists saw a mother and son at the next table fiddling with the soft light bell unnaturally, and—
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