“...I didn't send you back to do this kind of thing.”

“Don’t worry. The script only says that the Planet of Festivities will grant me three deaths. But it also mentions that I will receive an 【unforgettable harvest】 here. How will I know if I don't try? Before the outcome actually happens, all possibilities exist, right?”

Silver Wolf put her hands on her hips and sighed helplessly: “You might not know you have a bad habit: whenever you use an interrogative tone, you’ve actually already made up your mind, and no one can dissuade you.”

“Forget it, Kafka asked me to pass on a message: ‘If you see anything good in Penacony, bring one for me too, just use my card, you know the password.’ Also, Blade wants you to be extra careful. He didn't say it directly, but it mostly means this — ‘In Penacony, temptation will appear again’ — he speaks very subtly.”

“It's fine, he's just being kind.” Firefly gently shook her head, “Don't worry, Silver Wolf, you know me. I won't do anything, I just want to walk around, to feel this world more with my own two feet. I want to buy an oak roll cake; during my days in Penacony, I ate one roll cake every day, from the first day to the last.”

“But today I can buy two and share half with you. If you don't like it, I'll enjoy double the pleasure. Or I can bring it to Kafka, she never refuses, or… give it to Blade, he'll like it.”

At this point, Firefly let out a soft laugh, like the evening breeze suddenly stirring a wind chime by the window.

“The script wouldn't have these things, right? But look…”

She quietly looked up at Celestial Screen, as if in this tranquil night, she saw a charming scene that others couldn't experience. At this moment, she was no longer troubled by Entropic Syndrome, no longer a warrior with the Glamoth mark, but an ordinary girl enjoying a delicious roll cake, occasionally moved by starlight, revealing a genuine smile.

“...I have already added a new footnote to 【Destiny】.”

— —

Sword Art Online.

“They discuss clothes, food, and decorations… Although they are all galaxy-wide wanted criminals, they are surprisingly mundane.”

Kirito and Asuna sat side by side on a bench in the main district. Asuna looked up at Celestial Screen and silently took a bite of her sandwich: “It seems not much different from our life? Adventure only accounts for a very small part.”

“After all, Stellaron are not found everywhere, and after finding a Stellaron, you still have to return to daily life. However, their relationship… is very similar to the Astral Express Crew.”

Rather than desperate outlaws hunting Stellaron, they were more like a ‘family’ with distinct personalities but deep bonds. Elio was the patriarch of the family, and Kafka was the important link connecting the other three.

How enviable…

Seeing Kirito’s gaze unconsciously drop, Asuna immediately noticed the change in his mood.

“Kirito, what’s wrong?”

“Hmm… nothing, I just thought about some things that happened in the raid group on the twentieth floor in the past.”

Once, he also had a warm “home” like the Stellaron Hunters. Everyone clumsily supported each other, dreaming of becoming a raid group with Kirito's help. However, because he concealed his level—

That small guild that was eventually shattered and disappeared because he concealed his level. The Stellaron Hunters in Celestial Screen unintentionally acted like a mirror, reflecting the eternal regret and pain in his Remembrance that could never be mended.

— —

“You're here, Director Topaz! The family representatives are still preparing inside, and the big boss hasn't arrived yet — it'll probably be a while before the meeting starts.”

Topaz looked around the airship, marveling at the family's high profile and extravagance. However, Thomas, the elder beside her, raised his doubts: “That… Director, I asked around earlier: I heard this airship, the Heliotrope, is property of the Clover Family. The meeting between the Company and the family directly affects the future of Penacony. Logically, such an important matter should be discussed in a secret meeting during… 【The Moment of Rosy Dew】.”

Thomas looked a bit uneasy: “But the current atmosphere… tsk, it doesn't seem serious enough.”

“Oh…” Prompted by Thomas, Topaz belatedly realized, “It seems this meeting is probably just an ‘appetizer.’ Whoever organized this meeting — whoever it is — probably just wants to sound out the Company's stance in advance.”

“Oh my, as expected of Director Topaz, her mind is really clear! When the big boss arrives, you should also remind her to be more cautious, to watch out for traps…”

“Hahaha, thank you for your kind reminder, but I think it's unnecessary. When sitting at a negotiating table with that lady, it's always others who need to be careful~” Topaz said easily, “Tell everyone in the team to just stick to their posts; there’s no need to worry about the negotiations.”

“Oh… understood, I'll go convey that now.”

“Oh, by the way, one more thing —” Topaz looked at Thomas seriously, “— don't call her ‘big boss’ in front of Ms. Jade, it could be deadly~ No kidding.”

— —

Marvel Universe.

“Doesn’t ‘big boss’ sound good? I actually think it’s pretty good.”

Doctor Strange floated to the side with his arms crossed. As a top “former” surgeon and current Sorcerer Supreme, although he could understand complex magical principles, he couldn't grasp the psychology of these corporate capitalists… Wasn't ‘boss’ a good title? He thought many people rather liked that designation.

“That’s why your taste is problematic, honestly… I think your ‘Sorcerer Supreme’ title should also be changed, otherwise, it sounds like a ticket seller at some third-rate magic-themed amusement park.” Tony shrugged.

“If ticket sellers can be called Sorcerer Supreme, then perhaps Earth’s crises really wouldn’t concern me.” Doctor Strange raised an eyebrow, “So, Tony, do you also really dislike your subordinates calling you ‘boss’?”

“It's not that I intensely dislike it, but those two words just sound like a bald old man who only fires people and drinks cheap coffee. After all, besides that, I'm also a genius, a philanthropist, a billionaire, a superhero… With so many recognizable identities, ‘boss’ is the most boring one.”

Tony stroked his chin, simply speculating: “For Ms. Jade to reach the P46 level, she probably has more than just a corporate executive identity, right? Perhaps she prefers a more understated and elegant title?”

— —

The important figures hadn't arrived yet, so Topaz decided to look around nearby first.

In a corner on the second floor of the airship, a family guard meticulously checked a mountain of buttons while muttering a girl's dissatisfied grumble: “So many buttons… how long will it take me to press them all, one by one?”

“I didn't expect these little rascals to be quite capable; they actually collected all of them…”

Topaz curiously leaned in and pointed to one of the buttons, asking: “Hey? What’s this?”

“Cough, cough, cough!” The family guard quickly switched from a playful tone to a young man’s voice, “For safety, you’d best stay away from those things.”

“For safety? Are these button-like things something extraordinary?”

“Not exactly… Let me put it this way: during this time, some mischief-maker has been causing trouble everywhere in the Dreamscape, handing out strange button devices to everyone they meet. According to the people involved, the prankster said: ‘Just press this button, and all of Penacony will explode!’”