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Inside the Herta Space Station.
Having returned, Hiroshi went to a room to look for Madam Herta, but she was nowhere to be found.
Oh? Madam Herta isn't here?
That can only mean... she's at the "simulated universe."
With that thought, he headed toward the location of the simulated universe.
Upon arrival, he saw that the simulated universe had already been activated; clearly, someone was inside testing it.
There stood Madam Herta, her tall figure and perfect legs encased in light-colored tights.
Her delicate, cold face was full of focus as she stared at the data transmitting from within.
"Madam Herta!"
"Oh? You're here. Just in time, I have something to ask you."
Madam Herta turned to look at him, a rare look of seriousness appearing in her expression.
Seeing her like this, Hiroshi swallowed nervously.
Wha... what's going on? Why did Madam Herta suddenly become so serious?
Could it be... she found out about him being 'trained' by Ms. Ruan Mei!
At that thought, his heart couldn't help but race. He looked up at her with a nervous, tiny face.
"Uh-huh~ Why so nervous? I'm not angry."
Madam Herta's slender hand, which was larger than his face, stroked his cheek to comfort him.
Feeling the warmth on his face, Hiroshi lowered his head in guilt.
"Madam Herta, do you know everything? Do you... really not mind..."
"Isn't it just about wanting to follow the Astral Express? That Stellaron brat already came to see me."
"Ah!?"
Hearing this, Hiroshi was momentarily stunned and looked up in surprise.
"She begged me quite pitifully to let you leave the Space Station~"
"She even said she'd do anything as long as I agreed, so I let her help test the simulated universe~"
"Free labor—might as well use it."
"I... I see..."
Hiroshi suddenly felt a massive wave of relief in his heart.
Whew... I knew it. If Madam Herta had found out about that matter, how could she be so calm?
But Madam Herta really is cunning. She already agreed to let him go yesterday, yet she still tricked that simple girl, Stelle.
"Will Stelle... be okay?"
"What could happen? It's not like you haven't tested it before."
Just then, Madam Herta seemed to realize something, and her gaze sharpened.
"Wait! Why are you so concerned about her? Could it be that you two..."
They were of similar age and always seemed to be stuck together before. Could they really have developed some inappropriate feelings?
If that were the case, she would have to take some measures!
"No! That's not it, Madam Herta! I'm just the first friend she made here..."
Hiroshi explained hurriedly, fearing her misunderstanding.
"I see. That's good then."
"Listen, Little fellow. If you ever dare to betray me..."
Madam Herta pressed her lips against his ear, her gentle words revealing a bone-chilling coldness.
"I will lock you away forever in a place where the sun never shines. You can only be mine, understood?"
Hearing this, Hiroshi felt his scalp tingle and his whole body go cold.
Seeing his terrified reaction, Madam Herta couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.
"Alright, look at how scared you are. It was just a joke."
"Ah... haha. Then I'll go speak with Sister Himeko and the others first."
After Madam Herta nodded, Hiroshi left with a trembling heart and headed toward the Platform where the Astral Express was docked.
Whew... Walking along the path, Hiroshi felt a chill down his spine whenever he thought of Madam Herta's words.
He had already imagined countless scenarios of being imprisoned by Madam Herta in a dark room, tortured and trained with various tools.
He saw himself with limbs tied to a cold experimental bed, while Madam Herta led her puppets;
Each held a tool—electric drills, chainsaws, cutters, everything imaginable.
"Fine, so you prefer the rough way. Today, I'll satisfy you completely!"
After Madam Herta spoke with cold eyes, she waved her delicate hand, and all the Herta Puppets carrying various tools surrounded him at once.
Madam Herta, would it really come to that?
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. His pace quickened instinctively, wanting to get away from the Space Station.
No... no matter what, Madam Herta must never find out!
...A moment later, he entered the hatch of the Astral Express and arrived in the Parlor Car. March 7th, Dan Heng, and Himeko were all on the train.
Besides them, there was an older man with brown hair, wearing glasses and a suit.
It was none other than Welt Yang, the man March 7th affectionately called Mr. Yang.
When they saw him, the people who were busy with their own tasks stopped and looked over.
"Eh! It's you, little brother! Why the sudden visit to the train? Did you come specifically to see us?"
March 7th spoke excitedly, her cool, fair palms kneading his small face until it was out of shape.
Ever since he said he didn't mind last time, March 7th had become quite bold.
"Welcome."
Dan Heng didn't say much, only giving him a faint nod.
Seeing the attitudes of March 7th and Dan Heng, Welt, who was sitting at the table reading a newspaper, put down his things.
He couldn't help but ask Himeko, who was brewing coffee nearby.
"And this child is?"
"This is Section Chief Lin. Last time, he helped March and Dan Heng repel the Doomsday Beast that attacked the Space Station."
After hearing Himeko's explanation, Welt pushed up his glasses in surprise, a hint of admiration appearing in his gaze toward Hiroshi.
"I see. Truly young and promising."
After the coffee was brewed, Himeko carried it over to Hiroshi and said politely.
"Apologies, Section Chief Lin. I have nothing better to entertain you with on such short notice. Please accept this cup of freshly brewed coffee as a token of my respect."
"Haha... Sister Himeko, you're too kind."
Unable to refuse such hospitality, Hiroshi awkwardly took a small sip.
But he felt like he had forgotten something important, and his right eyelid began to twitch wildly.
"Eh!!!"
The other three realized at the same time and cried out in alarm, but by the time they tried to stop him, it was too late.
The next second, after drinking Himeko's coffee, Hiroshi felt as if something had clogged his throat.
His stomach churned uncontrollably, and then his eyes rolled back as he fainted.
Only then did he finally remember that Himeko's coffee was a biochemical weapon.
"Ah! Little brother!"
March 7th, catching him, was the first to scream, and the others gathered around.
"What should we do? If the others at the Space Station find out, they'll definitely think we intentionally tried to murder him!"
"Strange, is this child's body that weak?"
Hearing Himeko's oblivious words, the three of them all facepalmed helplessly.
"Oh right! Artificial respiration! We have to give him artificial respiration quickly!"
At that thought, March 7th's pink lips slowly approached Hiroshi...
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