The Entropy Scythe girl sheathed the spice bottle into the scythe handle and pointed at the newly emerged "Instinct Nebula." "Next is the adjustment period for 'combat habits' and 'emotional habits'—the meteor shower there will test both your sword speed and your heart rate." Xia Zichen squeezed Lin Yue's hand. The Star Pattern Sword and the Wind Pocket simultaneously glowed blue, and the star pattern fragments on the wristband began to resonate with the wind runes within it. Lin Yue suddenly remembered the cedar scent when he had protected her from the tree. Now, mixed with the scent of his new hand cream, it became the most familiar and safe feeling for her.
The wind picked up again, carrying the scent of "symbiosis" across the galaxy of habit. Lin Yue watched their intertwined shadows cast a totem of sword and wind on the starry wall, and suddenly realized that true habit wasn't about deliberately catering to each other, but about the edges of each other being polished into a shape that could be pieced together over time. Xia Zichen looked down at her and noticed that the curve of her hair just brushed against the "Wind Mark" on his collarbone. His fingers had long memorized the pattern of her palm lines.
The black cat jumped onto their held hands, its tail curled around the newly grown "Inertia Fruit": "Meow~ Next stop is to try the 'unconscious tacit understanding' area. Remember to bring enough 'trust lubricant' - the gravity well there will suddenly drain away all language." Lin Yue picked the fruit, and when he bit into it, he tasted the warmth of his back every time he covered her in battle, and at the same time, the fruit he bit off was the strength with which she pressed his shoulders every time he was injured.
Old Zhang's pocket watch ticked toward the next mark. The writing on the inside of the watch cover gradually faded, but before disappearing, it reappeared one last time: "The universe will remember all carefully cultivated habits, just as the stars remember the trajectory of each shooting star—and you are each other's eternal orbit." Lin Yue held Xia Zichen's hand tightly and walked towards the meteor shower of the "Instinct Nebula." The lavender seeds in his pocket and the throat lozenges in his scabbard resonated, brewing a new taste equation.
(End of Chapter 41)
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