After catching up with Loloria, Tilan once again met the envoy from the Mechanical Council.
"It's been 5,576 days, 21 hours, and 41 minutes since we last met, Tilan." Vivian raised her hand in a gentle wave, greeting with a smile.
Just like the first time they met, she wore a lemon-colored summer dress, giving off a cheerful style. Her bright yellow hair seemed to flutter in the wind, evoking a sense of ease and relaxation.
"Do all you Mechanical Angels remember time so clearly?" Tilan found this way of greeting somewhat surprising yet reasonable, as mechanical beings naturally have a different perception of time compared to humans.
"Of course, because meeting with Tilan is important, I'll remember it clearly." She and Tilan sat beside the artificial beach inside the space station, with the vast starry sky overhead through metallic glass and a beautifully sunlit simulated beach below.
