Looking at Raiden Mei, who was holding the file, Elysia smiled playfully, "Mei, you have to read it carefully, you know. After all… this is my 'story.'"
Along with Elysia's voice, the video screen shifted, entering into Elysia's memories.
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[Memory Start]
"'Good morning! A new day begins with a wonderful encounter! Remember to weigh yourself first thing after waking up~'"
The pleasant sound of the alarm echoed in the room, and was silenced by a slender arm.
Elysia sat up from bed and stretched lazily in comfort.
With her movement, the straps of her silk nightgown quietly slipped off, revealing her graceful collarbone and rounded shoulders.
The soft fabric, slightly rumpled from her sleeping posture, outlined a lazy yet alluring curve in the morning light.
"Mmm~ A new day, new beauty. Go for it, Elysia!"
The very first words after getting up were always to cheer herself on.
After filling herself with energy by cheering herself on, Elysia hopped out of bed.
"Up, up, up, before getting dressed, weigh myself first…"
She carefully stepped onto the scale, and when she saw the number, her lips pouted slightly, "Ah, it seems a little more than the 'perfect weight' I expected…"
Tilting her head in thought, she immediately showed a sly smile, and her fingers quickly tapped a few times on the scale.
"Okay, delete the record! As long as there's no record, then it's the same as it never happened! Mm, perfect!"
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[Didn't write it down = zero calories, right!]
[Elysia: Cute pretty girls don't get fat~ If they really do, then it must be the scale's problem~]
[Mobius: Elysia, you got fat~]
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After washing up and dressing, Elysia stood before the mirror making her final checks.
"Makeup ok, bangs ok, smile ok. Mm! Today will also be a refined and dazzling day!"
After enjoying a rich breakfast, Elysia rubbed her slightly round belly in satisfaction and decided to head to the training room for some activity.
Inside the training room, she opened the new memory battlefield system Mobius had designed.
"Alright, alright, today let's try a higher difficulty!"
The simulated battle began, and she responded nimbly to all kinds of enemies.
"First are the flying monsters, huh? Then today, let's use… the bow!"
"Next up is… heavy ones. Oh, how familiar! I just saw you guys in 'The Vast Sky' not long ago. But those were 20 meters tall. If they were restored one-to-one here, there wouldn't be enough room, right?"
"Oh? This time it's an unfamiliar friend. Did Dr. Mobius upload her new discovery without permission again?"
After the battle, the system prompted that she had refreshed the record once again.
Elysia proudly tapped four large characters into the record's notes section, "All done, easy as pie. This training report, I'll just write 'Very Simple.'"
Just then, a teasing male voice came from behind her, "Still daring to write 'Very Simple'? You've already been dragged into review once, and you haven't learned your lesson?"
Elysia turned her head and saw Mark, with his gray-blue hair, leaning by the door.
"Morning, Mark." Elysia said cheerfully,
"No helping it, this is how I really feel. Isn't the MOTHs' organizational value 'speak your mind'? I obviously followed it well."
Mark shook his head, helpless, "At least other people copy what they wrote two weeks ago. But your reports? Every single one has the same four words. Even people who want to speak up for you have nothing to say."
"But… since you're the unit's favorite right now, the higher-ups will just say a few words and not do anything to you."
"Who would've thought that the little girl soldiers brought back from 'Vostok' back then would now become their 'role model.'"
"That's different, isn't it?" Elysia corrected, "I joined MOTHs through regular recruitment, completely by my own effort, you know."
"And besides, I'm far from being a 'role model,' right? Otherwise, I would've already changed the MOTHs' emblem into pink"
"Spare me." Mark made an exaggerated surrender gesture. "A pink emblem? Are you trying to make me defect?"
Elysia playfully lifted her chin, "If you're not convinced, you can try surpassing me, you know?"
"Then I probably wouldn't even get a chance to show up." Mark smiled, sliding his finger through the air to pull up the training pod's total records board.
However, just above Elysia's name, for the first time, another name appeared, together with a striking "1."
"Eh~" Elysia curiously leaned toward the screen, "Van…? Is that a person?"
"It is a person, and supposedly brought back by Dr. Mobius." Mark added.
"Really?" Elysia's eyes instantly lit up.
"Who would've thought that Dr. Mobius would actually bring a person back to the base~ Now I suddenly really want to meet this person~"
"Isn't tonight the organization's 'Night of Tradition'? A person probably wouldn't be absent. Since you're so interested, why not look for them at the ball?" Mark suggested with a smile.
"Hmm… then I really need to prepare."
Elysia nodded thoughtfully, already planning in her heart.
The screen shifted again, this time to Elysia's room.
The wardrobe was wide open, with all kinds of clothes tossed onto the bed and sofa.
She was holding up dress after dress in front of the mirror, mumbling to herself, "A ball… even though I've already thought of more than a dozen outfits, I still have to try them on to decide~"
"Which dress, I wonder? Something glamorous, maybe this long trailing gown? Or something elegant, this backless evening dress, though, would that be too bold?"
Just then, an urgent pounding knock hit the door.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
"Hm? Who is it? Has the time already come?" Elysia asked curiously as she opened the door.
Outside stood Dr. Mobius, her cheeks faintly flushed, holding a large armful of wrinkled clothes, glaring angrily at her.
"Elysia!"
Mobius nearly squeezed the name out from between her teeth.
"Ah… Dr. Mobius." Elysia spoke with apparent concern, as though not noticing the other's anger, "Your dark circles seem deeper than two days ago. You really need to rest more."
"Cut the act! Stop putting weird things into my wardrobe!"
Mobius growled, dumping all the clothes in her arms into Elysia's embrace in one go.
With a loud bang, without giving Elysia any chance to explain, Mobius slammed the door heavily shut and turned to walk away in quick strides.
Faintly, Elysia could still hear her muttering to herself in shame and anger as she left, "Damn it… to think that guy saw all those things in my wardrobe… Looks like it's time to find an excuse to perform a 'Great Memory Restoration Technique' on him…"
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