Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"You're so annoying."

Seele closed the book and put it aside.

"Aren't you a judge, coach, and mentor? What are you doing here...?"

"It's not that I want to wander around, it just makes me look like I have nothing better to do," Yan Huan explained.

“Luca is under too much pressure. I’m taking him around the Louvre to see what you guys are up to.”

"Luka?"

Upon hearing this, Seele frowned slightly and looked at Luca, who was holding an unknown creature in the distance with a grim expression.

"What are you holding in your arms? It's quite cute."

"C-cute?" Luca looked down and met that lewd smile.

"..."

“Yes.” Seele stood up, walked up to Luca, and pinched his rough, stubble-covered face.

"Your face is so smooth! Do you have a pet? Are you planning to take it back to the lower levels?"

“Actually, I’d rather never have to see it again.” Luca frowned.

"Hehehehehehahahaha!!" The unidentified creature let out another eerie laugh.

"Hey, that's a pretty cute way to call out." Seele reached out and touched the stubble, looking quite pleased.

"How about you lend it to me for a couple of days? I'll return it to you after I've had my fill of touching it."

"It? For you?" Luca breathed a sigh of relief and was about to agree when he met the extremely lewd face in his arms.

"..."

"Um, Seele. Can I ask you something? What will you do after I give it to you?"

"What should we do? Of course, we'll give each other kisses, hugs, and lift each other up high!" Seele blinked.

"Then give it a bath, and cuddle it while it sleeps..."

"No! This kind of beast is absolutely unacceptable!!"

"?"

Chapter 966 Too hasty

"How could you call such an adorable, pink little creature an animal?!"

As she spoke, Seele was about to step forward and snatch the unidentified creature from Luca's arms.

Luca quickly stepped back, his expression complex.

"Seele, I'm doing this for your own good."

"Tch, if you can't bear to part with it, then so be it."

Seele stood still, not paying much attention.

"But you have to be careful, small animals are very fragile, so don't use it as your punching bag."

"Thanks for reminding me, I promise I won't kill it..."

Yan Huan looked around and asked:

"Weren't you looking for Qingque? Where is she?"

Bronya replied:

"That girl is playing some kind of game with that fortune teller... She said if she wins a round, she'll come and take a look at our fortune."

"?"

"You haven't started yet?"

"Correct."

"..."

After navigating the crisscrossing steps, Yan Huan finally found Qing Que sitting at the mahjong table.

Her hair was disheveled, her expression was unfocused, but she still sat upright, clutching a deck of cards tightly in her hand.

"Boss Qing, I'm going home for dinner now. You should get some rest too, you've been playing for almost two days."

As soon as one of the card players got up, Qingque pressed him back down.

"and many more!"

Qingque looked serious.

"One more round, the last one!!"

“But you said the same thing three hours ago.” The fortune teller scratched his head.

"Qing, you still have work at the Taipusi, right? Is it really okay if you don't do it?"

"It's alright, the Grand Diviner isn't here! Hurry up, let's play two more rounds."

"But I'm starving..."

"Why don't you just order takeout?"

"Let her go."

Yan Huan pushed the fortune teller aside with her buttocks and sat down quite naturally opposite Qing Que.

"I'll take her place."

"Oh my, what brings you here?" Qingque asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, you're here just in time. In that case, let's continue playing..."

"and many more."

Yan Huan rested her chin on her hand, leaned on the table, and smiled:

"You guys are playing for too little, let's play something bigger."

"How about one million credits per game?"

"?" Apart from Qingque, the other two diviners were also somewhat bewildered.

"Brother Yan Huan, are you gambling or risking your life? A million a game, why don't you just rob someone?"

"Hey, he's made a lot of money lately. Our little games don't interest him anymore!"

Qingque frowned slightly and muttered:

"Mr. Yan Huan, please don't joke around. Where would we possibly come up with that much money?"

"I only have four thousand credits left."

"Alright, let's play for 5,000 credits per game. If you can't afford it, you can use what you have on you to pay for it."

"?" Qingque was taken aback. "What do you want to do?"

"What, you don't dare?" Yan Huan mocked.

"Nonsense, what's there to be afraid of? Come on then!"

The four of them started another round of mahjong.

Luca, standing nearby, was praising:

"Is this the unique entertainment activity of Fairy Boat? It looks quite interesting."

“It looks like such a waste of time.” Seele found a stool, sat down, and began to talk.

“Back then, we couldn’t even get enough to eat, so we didn’t have the energy to get involved in any entertainment products.”

"I think so." Luca stroked the armpit hair of the muscular man in his arms, recalling:

"At Boss Schwarz's camp, don't the wanderers often hold... junk-collecting contests? And singing competitions too. Besides, the boxing gym also..."

"Hmph, they're all a bunch of idle bums." Seele said with disdain.

"Alright, Seele." Bronya patted Seele's shoulder and looked at the card table not far away.

"If Bellberg wants to expand into the galaxy, entertainment is essential, and we need to learn from and import it..."

"Just leave it to you politicians, it's not my business." Seele said nonchalantly, crossing her long, white legs.

"I'm afraid that introducing some strange things will muddy the waters of Belleburg."

"The nobles and rebels were already troublesome enough. If things from other worlds also increase, then is this city ours or theirs?"

……

Thirty minutes later.

Qingque and the other two diviners were now only wearing their undershirts.

"I... I'm not playing anymore, I really am. Five thousand yuan a game, who can afford that..."

"Me too! I'm leaving first, Mr. Qing. You can do as you please."

The two fortune tellers quickly left, afraid that if they were too slow, their undershirts would be gone.

"..."

At this moment, Qingque, who was wearing a white undershirt, blinked and touched her clothes.

This seems to be the last one.

"Well……"

"A little gambling is harmless, but excessive gambling is harmful to your health."

Qingque slowly stood up, stretched out her small hand, and tried to reach for the clothes she had taken off earlier on the table.

"What? You all lost these to me?" Yan Huan pulled the clothes into her arms.

"And your shoes and socks, take them off and give them to me too."