Chapter 69: Pela: Please Be Sure to Accept My Black Stockings!
"These two guests... Is there something wrong with my thermal pants?"
Being stared at by the large husky-like figure with its tongue lolling out and drool streaming down, Pela felt a chill in her heart and took a small, flustered step back.
She quickly lowered her head to examine them; her thermal pants were perfectly fine, with no holes, stains, or even trash.
As the adjutant of the Silvermane Guards, Pela's main job was intelligence processing. Most intelligence passed through her hands or was eventually summarized by her.
This included the incident of Caelus entering into a trash can when entering the city, and last night, instead of sleeping on a soft duck-down bed, he lay down in a trash can.
It was so outrageous that Pela was half-convinced and half-doubtful. Half of her trust was for the reporting Silvermane Guard, and the remaining doubt was for the statement itself.
It was truly too absurd!
Pela always felt there was a hidden story behind this matter, until she saw these gray-haired twins with her own eyes.
If this was their mental state... she surprisingly didn't find it strange at all.
"No problem, what problem could there be with these thermal pants? These thermal pants are too good!" Caelus declared with a hand on his chest, full of sincere admiration.
"Belobog has a sage!"
Honestly, no kidding.
Belobog's black stockings might really be considered a specialty if placed in the universe.
Loving beauty is a woman's nature, even for the Supreme Guardian who manages countless affairs and dedicates herself completely; she must pay attention to her image when addressing the public.
Black stockings are undoubtedly one of the things that best embody female charm!
A sage, having insight into the primordial origin of the universe, the personification of the world's truth, found the answer and began to improve the cold resistance of black stockings.
Today's black stockings in Belobog are the crystallization of wisdom accumulated by generations!
As long as black stockings with extremely high thermal retention are developed, then one could see everyone in the entire city—teachers, guards, secretaries, waitresses, all the young girls, lolis, maidens, young women, mature women, and even shotas—wearing one-piece black stockings, printed black stockings, and even hollow-out design black stocking masks!
That sage's long-cherished wish has undoubtedly been realized; they can rest in peace!
"Miss Pela, from your thermal pants, I can feel Belobog's tenacious will that has stood firm in the wind and snow for seven hundred years without ever falling! That is undoubtedly the materialized form of the Preservation!"
Caelus earnestly conveyed a strong plea:
"Could you give them to me? To tell you the truth, I am also a believer of Qlipoth!"
"I wonder if you've heard of the Interastral Peace Corporation? They prepare materials for the Amber Lord to forge the Wall of Preservation. I'm actually doing the same thing. I think your thermal pants can be used to plug the cracks on the Subspace Crystal Wall in the Simulated Universe!"
"...Huh?"
Pela looked completely bewildered. What on earth was all this?
How did she not know her thermal pants were so powerful?
"...Huh?"
March 7th's mouth was unconsciously contorting, her small face dazed.
Once again, she felt frustrated by her overactive imagination. To think of the Subspace Crystal Wall that isolates and protects worlds, with the gap broken through by Stelle and Caelus's train, being plugged by pairs of black stockings.
She could only say that Qlipoth in the Simulated Universe was... blessed!
"Caelus cub! You're hitting on her again!" Stelle turned her head aggressively.
"This is called 'to each their own abilities.' If you have a way, you can use it too. Besides, I've already sold you a phone."
Caelus waved his hand dismissively.
Thinking of the dazzling golden light between Bronya's skirt and black stockings, visibly more crystals than Pela's black stocking treasure chest, she felt a little more balanced.
"Please forgive me for refusing." Pela took another small step back.
The privacy of close-fitting thermal pants was second only to underwear; how could she possibly give them to someone!?
"Why? Big Sis Pela?"
Caelus looked desperate, the background bleak, depicting desolation.
"Could it be, could it be because Serval and we formed 'Crychic,' and you're angry?"
Startled by the deliberately childish, drawn-out voice that gave her goosebumps, Pela's expression twisted with cringeworthy embarrassment, but then she froze as if discovering a long-overlooked blind spot.
"'Crychic'? What's that?"
With the Silvermane Guards' surveillance, she knew these people had spent half a day at the workshop yesterday, but she didn't know what had happened inside.
"It's the new band Serval and we formed." Caelus briefly explained the cause and effect.
"A band! You guys play rock too?" Her eyebrows relaxed, and Pela showed a surprised expression.
It was like discovering that the client leader you were receiving had a common hobby with you, and you were both deep enthusiasts.
"That's right, I'm a rock master, band daisuki!"
Stelle's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. She immediately rushed in front of Caelus, displaying the rock essence she had plagiarized yesterday.
"Big Sis Pela, can you be in a band with me for a lifetime?"
"???"
Pela was drowned in question marks.
"..." Dan Heng remained silent from beginning to end.
"Pela, don't listen to this scum woman's nonsense. We clearly agreed to form a band with Serval, and today she's already fickle."
Caelus shook his head, looking disdainful.
Without the mask to control expressions and emotions, a mere Stellaron spirit couldn't possibly display the essence of a Djinn; the pseudo-black hole failed to unfold, unable to form gravitational ripples.
"I'm not! I didn't!" Stelle blushed, seemingly wanting to argue.
Pela's focus wasn't on 'fickle-minded,' but on the heavy concept of 'a lifetime.'
Even if the subject changed from her to Serval, this still wasn't right?
"Can you tell me in detail what happened yesterday?"
Due to her busy work schedule, Pela rarely had time to perform with Serval. Now that Serval had found rock partners to form a band with, Pela was naturally happy and relieved.
"Of course." Caelus recounted the events in a gentle tone.
The floodgates of conversation opened immediately. The distance between them seemed to shrink several times in that instant. Pela felt that Caelus's earlier nonsense had become insignificant.
Discovering Pela was the drummer for the workshop's band, Caelus, like a fishing enthusiast spotting ripples in the water, immediately started... chumming the waters, using the pretext of being a fellow drummer to get closer.
The topic shifted from rambling to rock and bands. As they chatted, the interested group decided to go to Serval's workshop to continue practicing.
Pela also wanted to witness an epic legend from another planet—"Spring Day Shadow."
Dan Heng pondered for a moment and decided to go along, letting Caelus do as he pleased.
Although the process of what Caelus did was extremely abstract, the results were all beneficial to the Trailblaze Squad.
He had originally planned to go to the library, but Pela was an intelligence officer for the Silvermane Guards. From her, he might be able to obtain information unavailable through ordinary channels.
Anyway, the library was right there; he could just go tomorrow.
However, the consequence of following the team was torture!
Fortunately, Pela was a drummer, so the task of teaching Stelle the drums could be handed over to her.
His face remained expressionless as usual, but Dan Heng was still laughing inwardly. With Pela around, Stelle wouldn't come to him with problems but would go straight to Pela.
Like being freed from a cage, he felt completely at ease.
But he soon stopped laughing.
During yesterday's practice, he had needed to break things down and teach from several aspects for Stelle to learn. But today, in front of Pela, this fellow was like a martial arts genius who had cleared her Ren and Du meridians; her learning speed was like that of a completely different person.
Even Pela praised Stelle as a genius at learning the drums!
Dan Heng could see that Stelle's true intention wasn't the 'wine' (learning drums) but what lay between the black stockings. Yet, this level of contrast still made him look like a clown, a clown wearing a mask of pain.
Just as Stelle was excited about Pela's increased favorability, feeling closer and closer to the black stocking treasure chest, an accident happened.
A supply airdrop from the Express arrived, with supplies carried by a small aircraft designed by Himeko, which would automatically return after delivery.
"It's here, it's here, the phones are here~!"
Caelus joyfully kicked the supply box onto the table.
"Wow, Caelus, why did you ask for so many phones?"
Seeing the contents of the supply box, March 7th was instantly shocked; there were over a dozen phones.
"Of course, they're spares, to prevent troubling Himeko to send them again next time they're needed."
Glancing at the curious Pela, Caelus smiled and took out three phones, handing them to Serval: "This is a gift for you, Serval."
"Eh!" Serval looked astonished. "Why give me so many?"
"Gepard is your younger brother, and I remember you mentioning yesterday you have a cute younger sister named Lynx, right?"
"Didn't you say you often worry about your youngest sister adventuring in the snow plains? There are exactly three phones here, one for each of you three siblings. From now on, even if you and Lynx are hundreds of kilometers apart, you can communicate in real-time and know her situation."
"The wind and snow can't block interstellar mobile network signals."
"Moreover, the phones have a positioning function. If she encounters danger in the ice and snow, she can send you a message and her location, and you can go rescue her immediately."
Hearing this, Serval, who had been a little embarrassed to accept three phones, gradually turned serious.
She hadn't expected Caelus to be so thoughtful!
He even remembered the worries she had casually expressed.
"In that case, I'll accept them. Thank you! Caelus!"
With a very serious posture, Serval bowed slightly to Caelus and thanked him solemnly.
If it was just giving her a phone, it could be seen as a gift for a new friend. But Caelus had also considered Lynx and her worries, making Serval feel a heartfelt touch.
"We're going to be a band for a lifetime, after all."
"Mm."
Serval suddenly felt that those three words didn't seem so heavy anymore. "Oh, right!"
Thinking of something, Serval's expression turned serious, and she sat down on the chair next to Caelus.
With her naturally straightforward personality, moved as she was, she directly lifted her skirt hem in front of Caelus, her fingers reaching for the edge of her stockings at her crotch, liberating her fair, beautiful legs and exquisite jade-like feet from the alluring flesh-toned black silk treasures.
"For you!"
She solemnly placed the still-warm stockings into Caelus's palm, frowning in thought for two seconds, seemingly feeling that this level of return gift wasn't enough.
"Wait a moment, I'll go find two more pairs. If you want, I can wear them for a bit before giving them to you."
After all, Caelus had only agreed to one phone in exchange for her worn thermal pants. Now that Caelus had given her three whole phones, her return gift had to increase as well!
"Huh?"
This sudden scene completely shocked March 7th. After hearing Serval's words, she was even more dumbfounded.
"???"
Boom!
The act of her best friend taking off her intimate clothing on the spot to give as a gift, along with Caelus's series of perverted actions towards Serval's worn stockings, was like lightning striking through her skull, shocking Pela's soul and making her cerebral cortex tingle from the electric shock.
Her entire CPU felt like it was burning. Even in this situation, as an intelligence officer, she instinctively captured the keywords.
Lynx, phone, ignore wind and snow, contact anytime!
In an instant, the shock and astonishment in her azure eyes were dispelled by a sudden burst of light.
Maintaining that light, Pela stared at the black stockings belonging to her good friend in Caelus's hand, then looked down at the black silk stockings clinging tightly to the curves of her own legs.
Pela was instantly filled with awe. She solemnly grasped Caelus's hand: "Mr. Caelus, I have a request, I don't know if I should say it or not!"
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