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[Classic—wearing glasses while looking for glasses.]
[He even adjusted them—I couldn't hold it together.]
[Getting old is like that, everyone understands.]
[The hardest-to-hold-it-together episode!]
But the real test of endurance was yet to come.
March 7th's lips curved up slightly as she grinned. "Hehe, even Uncle Yang has his careless moments. Let's deduce this—when was the last time Uncle Yang took off his glasses, and what happened afterward?"
[As expected of March 7th—still perfectly in character.]
[Hahaha, I lost it at "holding the baby while looking for the baby," but this one actually broke me.]
[March 7th is still as sharp as ever.]
Hearing this, Welt Yang thought it made sense and began carefully recalling. "Mm. Last night, while I was drawing in my room, I switched to my special glasses for eye protection—that part I remember very clearly.
After that I took a shower, got into bed to watch some animation, and fell asleep while watching."
"So in that case, the glasses should be…" Suddenly, a lightbulb went off for Welt Yang. "Meaning—the glasses are actually still on my face."
At that moment Dan Heng casually walked into March 7th and Welt Yang's conversation.
March 7th waved her hand. "Uncle Yang lost his glasses—I'm helping him look for them!"
With that, she proudly put her hands on her hips toward Dan Heng.
"?"
Dan Heng's eyes half-opened as he studied Welt Yang's face, confirming again before speaking. "Aren't they right on his face?"
[Hahaha, that subtitle question mark is hilarious!]
[I'm actually dying of laughter.]
[I lost it the moment I saw Teacher Dan Heng's expression.]
[Who gets my sense of humor—this question mark lands so perfectly!]
"Ah!" Welt Yang had an epiphany. "Sorry—I was being absentminded. I've worn these glasses so long they've practically become part of my body."
March 7th couldn't help giving a thumbs-up. "Teacher Dan Heng, you're the real great detective! Your deduction skills are insane!"
Dan Heng looked at March 7th in genuine confusion. "No… this doesn't really involve any deduction, does it…"
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The next day.
Pom-Pom called out to Dan Heng, who was heading toward the archive.
"Dan Heng passenger, why were you wandering around the car in the middle of the night yesterday? Trouble sleeping?"
"Sorry, Conductor." Dan Heng pressed a hand to his forehead. "I had a nightmare last night and couldn't get back to sleep."
"Oh? A nightmare?" Hearing this, Welt Yang—who had been surfing on the sofa—immediately stood up. "I'm somewhat versed in psychoanalysis. If you're interested, I can try to help trace the source of the nightmare. Mind sharing what you dreamed about?"
"Mm… it's a bit embarrassing to say…" Dan Heng paused, then continued. "Last night I dreamed the conductor stole my spear and turned it into a broom. I wanted it back, but the train roared at me fiercely—something like that. A completely nonsensical dream.
Sorry about that. You know how dreams are—they never make sense."
Welt Yang nodded thoughtfully. "No problem. Everyone has bizarre nightmares—no one's going to laugh at you for it. Let me think… dreaming your weapon got turned into a broom. Sounds like, just like me, you're dissatisfied with the current broom the train uses being too old."
He continued. "Dreaming of the conductor roaring fiercely at you is probably because the conductor is famously frugal and reluctant to throw away old tools. That's why you haven't dared bring up replacing the broom."
Dan Heng nodded along. "Sigh… but that broom really is too old. It even sheds bits—practically creating new dust while sweeping."
Welt Yang's gaze fell on Pom-Pom. "Conductor, perhaps it's time to put this historical relic in a display case. We should invest in more efficient cleaning tools."
Hearing this, Pom-Pom let out a heavy sigh. "Can't do anything with you two. The conductor will consider the suggestion, Pom."
At that moment, Pom-Pom sensed something off. "Wait—something's not right, Pom. Why does it feel like you two came here specifically to tag-team convince me to replace the broom?"
[Hahaha—perfectly coordinated broom replacement.]
[Dan Heng: Huh?... Yeah, that's exactly what I was thinking.]
[Pom-Pom catching on late.]