Stelle had just arrived at the entrance to Aurum Alley and saw Yunli waiting there from afar.

"You're here."

Yunli scanned the bustling street nearby. "Before you arrived, I already wandered around... I searched a full circle, but March 7th isn't here."

"Maybe March 7th is just..."

Yunli shook her head, cutting Stelle off. "Forget it, let's just say she successfully skipped class. March 7th is quite diligent with her sword practice, and she hasn't rested much lately, so she really deserves a day off."

"Besides, I was better at skipping class than her when I was training—when I was in the mood, I could train for three days and three nights; when I wasn't, none of my seniors could find me. So, I can understand her."

"It seems March 7th learned this from her master."

Although she didn't find March 7th, Yunli decided to treat Stelle to something delicious first; she was more interested in Stelle on this trip.

The two arrived at a roadside restaurant, and Yunli immediately told the owner to order everything on the menu from top to bottom, which not only shocked Stelle but also made the owner's hand tremble as he recorded the order.

"This... the menu from top to bottom?"

Yunli nudged Stelle with her arm. "What, do you think it's enough?"

Stelle: "I only have fifty credits of pocket money a day."

Yunli proudly lifted her head. "Don't worry, I brought money."

delicious in dungeon.

"Is, is this an angel...?"

Laios's eyes were fixed intently on the menu in Yunli's hand. Although he couldn't read a single character on it, he could clearly see the servers behind the owner carrying various sumptuous dishes in and out of the door.

He also wanted to have such a rich and generous friend!

"Ordering everything, just how rich is this young girl?" Chilchuck couldn't help but exclaim.

"She's the General's granddaughter, so it's normal for her to be a bit rich, right?" Marcille looked unfazed. "Actually, this young girl's personality has changed my opinion of her quite a bit during her sword training. I didn't expect her to be so nice to her friends on a daily basis. But ordering so much, can she really finish it all?"

"That's where you don't understand; you can't measure this girl by the standards of an average person." Sensi stirred the monster tissue that had already turned into mush in the pot, then scooped a spoonful to taste. "Food provides energy for the body. For this girl to be able to wield such a massive greatsword while maintaining such a slender physique, her daily consumption must be quite significant. Eating a bit more is reasonable."

"...But isn't this eating too much?"

"If she can't finish it, I really want to help her out... The food on the Xianzhou looks like it's cooked in a completely different way from ours, I could eat no matter how much there is!" Just by imagining it, Laios was already drooling. Although Sensi's appearance had greatly improved their diet, the food that could be obtained inside the dungeon was still very different from that on the surface.

"Oh? I heard the Xianzhou has a delicacy called'Soda Douzhi,' a delicacy that would make even the gods hold their noses and walk away?" Chilchuck suddenly remembered hearing Stelle mention it once before; Soda Douzhi was a "specialty" of the Xianzhou.

Laios frowned in confusion. "Douzhi? It sounds like juice ground from beans, but this thing sounds delicious. How would you have to make it for it to taste bad?"

Yunli looked at Stelle confidently.

"...Th-then, how about this, I'll go make a few dishes first, you guys start eating, and if it's not enough, we can add more."

"Okay, thanks, boss!"

After Master Yancui left, Stelle was very curious about Yunli's appetite, which could rival that of the entire Astral Express crew: "...Do you usually eat a lot?"

"A lot... cough, actually not that much." Yunli lowered her head embarrassedly. "Grandpa said that when making friends abroad, you must never be stingy with money. So, how is your appetite?"

Stelle: "I have a bird's appetite; I can't eat much."

"...Grandpa said he can eat it." Yunli had already prepared to pack up whatever couldn't be finished.

"You said earlier that you were interested in me?"

Yunli nodded. "To be precise, I am very interested in your sword. I've heard Yanqing talk about you; he said your strength should not be underestimated, and your weapon's design is also quite unique. So, I have always been interested in your sword: is the weight distribution even, what material is it forged from, what kind of mechanism is embedded in it, and what kind of sword style is used to wield it..."

"But I don't use a sword; I use a baseball bat."

"A baseball bat in the literal sense?"

"Still curious?"

Yunli's expression became even more excited, her eyes almost sparkling. "Of course, my curiosity is even stronger now!"

Stelle placed the baseball bat, her most trusted partner—perhaps a partner second only to March 7th, Dan Heng, Welt, Himeko, and Pom-Pom—in front of Yunli.

"It really is a baseball bat." Yunli curiously examined the baseball bat, which radiated a metallic luster all over. "Grandpa said that a sword has no fixed form. This baseball bat of yours could also be considered a kind of'sword.' But Grandpa also said that objects resemble their owners. Do you know? Your weapon will reflect your habits and personality."

Gintama.

"Oh~ I recall now that this young girl can understand what weapons say."

Gintoki dug something of considerable size out of his nose, examined it carefully, and then flicked it away. "In that case, does that mean any weapon that can deal damage to others can be called a'sword'?"

Being able to understand what weapons say, this superpower seemed very subtle.

"Then can she understand what Herta's Imaginary Pulse Cannon says? Or the weapons on a Star Destroyer?"

"Hey! Those kinds of thermal weapons have nothing to do with swords, right?! Don't just randomly lump any weapon into the category of'sword'!" Shinpachi, who was on the side, couldn't help but retort. "Actually, you could try that wooden sword of yours engraved with 'Lake Toya'; I'm also curious about what kind of noise that mass-produced item bought from TV shopping would make."

"Tch... what's the point of listening to a real wooden sword?" Gintoki rested his hands behind his head. "Remember that cannon I built out of snow last time? The Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon! A cold weapon in the absolute sense! I really want to know what the Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon would say to Yunli."

"Damn it! Don't let a little girl see that kind of lewd thing, you bastard!! Don't make people gain some lewd and useless knowledge for no reason, okay?!"