Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

Grani still remembers everything that happened in Drip Village, where he met Big Bob, who was determined to get the treasure for his companions, and Skadi, who, despite many unpleasant encounters, eventually fought alongside him.

“There’s another gentleman named Adam who’s also running the brewery with him, but Bob said he’s at his farm in Columbia and didn’t come with him.”

Grani didn't mention the many unpleasant things that happened back then, but instead described how these people were doing after they returned to normal life.

These things are more worth telling for the young Kuranta Mounted Police than the memories of bloodshed.

"Big Bob and Big Adam... well, it's good that they can live normal lives. After all, they joined the Reunion Movement hoping to have their own foothold."

Although she had no contact with these former colleagues in the past, Froststar knew that many of them had simple and honest purposes in the beginning, but the injustice of the earth deprived them of even the opportunity to achieve these simple purposes.

You can meet them in an amusement park, a scene that was something you could never have dreamed of in the past.

The group is now heading out of the amusement park. It's already afternoon, and soon they'll see the golden sun sink below the distant sea. Although there are still many rides to enjoy at the amusement park at night, the group, having already spent quite a bit of time there, has reached a consensus to go somewhere else.

Find a random place to wander around, and then go to the beach to eat watermelon around dinner time. I guess there will be quite a few Rhodes Island operators gathered there by then.

"Speaking of..."

When their conversation turned to the Reunion Movement, Tomat recalled what Frostnova had said earlier.

"You said Talulah is the worst cook, followed by Shattered Bones, so who is the best cook among you?"

After Frostnova gave her an expression that said, "As expected of you," she began to think about it seriously.

The matter that Frostnova mentioned was from a long time ago, when the Reunion Movement was not very large. Although the basic job assignments had been completed when she joined, most of the time people did whatever they could, including jobs like cooking.

So she had watched many people cook, but she herself couldn't get close to open flames, not because of burns or anything like that, but because if she were to cook, the food would freeze into ice.

She didn't have much cooking experience, but she did have experience tasting other people's food. Even though Froststar was easily burned by food back then, she could still eat it after it cooled down.

Froststar recalled those flavors, her brow furrowing and relaxing intermittently, before finally speaking decisively:

"As expected, Uncle's cooking is still the best."

Skadi and Grani were unaware of the exact kinship between the man called "Big Daddy" and Frostnova, but they could more or less understand why she had given that answer.

Perhaps the emotional connection is more important than the taste.

"...It was him? I should have forcibly brought him here back then."

Of course, no one would think that much about it.

He just felt he had missed an opportunity.

[Main Text] Siesta's Hottest Holiday: Chapter Twenty-Three Hello, I'm That Idiot

While many operators, like Thomas and his group, spend their holidays on leisure and entertainment, there are still some who choose to make different decisions.

For example, you could find a more lucrative part-time job here, or you could dedicate your time to exploring the local natural environment like a workaholic.

Both sides actually present rare opportunities.

Operators who are short on cash can find a variety of well-paid jobs during the Obsidian Festival, such as cheering for various bands or stars, or maintaining order among fans. Their managers never hesitate to spend money on these things.

As a region rarely affected by natural disasters, Siesta possesses a rather unique natural environment. For disaster researchers who spend most of their time conducting research in ravaged wilderness or cold laboratories, its appeal is self-evident.

To outsiders, they might seem to be wasting their time on unworthy things, and they might not have the chance to come to Siesta again. But for most of them, they actually enjoy it.

—Earlier that day, the area surrounding Siesta volcano—

"It's so hot! I should have changed into a swimsuit with Eyjafjalla and gone to the beach! Why did I have to come to this place to suffer like this!"

Siesta volcano has been dormant for a long time—and its last eruption created the entire island on which the city of Siesta is now located.

The long period of dormancy has left no trace of any intention to erupt, and the surrounding area has long been covered with greenery.

For those who always gaze at desolate wilderness, it is indeed a pleasing sight, but only by truly exploring it will one discover that it is not as welcoming as it appears.

A rather spoiled girl's complaining voice rang out from the thicket of bushes. A pair of brown cat ears peeked out from the dense foliage, shook a few times to shake off the leaves stuck to them, and the iron ring on one ear jingled. However, the crisp sound did not bring any coolness, nor did it ease the resentment of the owner of the ears.

The girl in the black dress pushed aside the bushes in front of her with a disgruntled expression and followed behind a large purple pom-pom.

It was a purple-haired Lupo girl with an astonishingly bushy tail, dressed in professional exploration gear, walking ahead of the Film Girl.

At the forefront were the Zalak mercenary scavengers, who cut down the larger branches and leaves in the road to clear a path.

"'Those who are spoiled and pampered don't have to come along, but come with me to Provence'—who said that again? Miss Skyfire, do you remember?"

The purple-haired Luper repeated, somewhat helplessly, what the girl in the film had said before they set off, and that she herself was the Provence the girl had described.

She recalled that when the messengers of the Calamity from Rhodes Island gathered on the beach, they offered to go and investigate the volcano. Although Provence herself would have thought of doing the same if she had the opportunity, she actually planned to go to the volcano sometime later since there was such a rare opportunity for so many people to gather together.

However, the way the other person was dressed in a dress and about to conduct an inspection made her uneasy, so she chose to go with them—and the cleaner offered to act as their bodyguard.

And so, Rhodes Island warlock instructor Skyfire, the excellent Scourge messenger Provence, and the Sweep member Cleaner, while everyone else was on vacation, began their exploration of Mount Siesta.

"Thank you for being our bodyguard, Miss Cleaner."

Although nothing unusual happened along the way, Provence still expressed his gratitude to the cleaners who accompanied him.

"Although I'm not worried about anything happening to you... I don't like being in crowded places either, so I came along. No need to thank me."

The cleaner at the front didn't turn around. Instead, he used his small knife to cut off a thick branch lying in front of him and calmly declined Provence's thanks.

"...I should be the one thanking you."

To some extent, this also provides an opportunity for scavengers to spend time with people they are interested in.

They hadn't consciously sought it out before, but now that they had a legitimate reason, the cleaners quite liked the atmosphere—it would be even better if there were one less person.

She turned her head slightly, looked at Tianhuo who was walking at the back listlessly, and said the rest of her words in a very soft voice.

"Huh? Did you just say something?"

Provence's ears twitched, and he asked the taciturn mercenary, whom he rarely spoke to, with some curiosity.

"Ah... my sock has another tear."

Before the cleaner could say that he hadn't said anything, there was a sizzling sound and a weak, exclamation from Skyfire.

The vine tore through Tianhuo's stockings, revealing her fair skin—in fact, the stockings were already riddled with holes; the indifferent natural environment showed no pity for the girl's stockings.

"Look at that tattered state, just tear it up."

After briefly mentioning it, the cleaner shifted his gaze from the Skyfire Legs to the bare thighs between the Provençal hot pants and protective boots, where a few beads of sweat were visible—no, he shifted it to the road ahead that he should have been focusing on.

While trying to forget where he had "accidentally" glanced, the cleaner continued:

"I dare say, you won't find another idiot on this mountain who ran up here in a dress. Are you really a professional?"

"Of course I'm a professional!"

Without further ado, Tianhuo, while refuting the Cleaner's words, squatted down and, just as she had said, tore off her tattered and sweat-soaked stockings from her legs and threw them aside.

"Can't you just deny the fact that you're an 'idiot'?"

Provence watched the two arguing helplessly, but despite the ongoing quarrel, he did not stop moving forward.

"Wait, please be quiet."

Suddenly, Provence stopped in its tracks, almost causing Skyfire behind it to bury its head in its large, furry tail. The Scavenger at the front also twitched its animal ears and turned its gaze in a certain direction.

"Someone is... calling for help."

"The cleaner said in a low voice," and then Provence took the lead and rushed towards the source of the sound she had heard.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, the two of them followed closely behind Provence, who was rushing to save people.

Finally, they spotted a Liberi girl stuck in a crack in the ground, unable to move and holding a communicator.

"She was wearing a skirt too... I knew it! How could I be the only idiot... No, I'm not an idiot!"

[Main Text] Siesta's Hottest Holiday: Chapter Twenty-Four - Important People Have Forgetful Memories

"It's going to break! It's going to break! Don't use so much force!"

"Boom!"

After a series of pitiful cries, a sound like a cork being pulled from a bottle echoed through the woods.

The Scavenger clapped her hands and looked at the Liberian girl she had just pulled from the crack—although she was somewhat disheveled, her makeup and attire revealed that she came from a distinguished background.

Judging from the tools scattered around, she must have come to the volcano to conduct surveys.

But since you've brought all these things, why not change that skirt that's even more prone to getting caught on than the big tail of Provence?

"Either she's an idiot, or she's discovered some incredible information, made some very important breakthrough, so she doesn't bother to change into appropriate clothes, right? Miss, I often do that too."

Skyfire and Provence figured out why the Liberian girl was there, and Skyfire was the first to question her.

"But you didn't rush here because you discovered some intelligence, so are you an idiot?"

The cleaner, who did not comment on the judgments of these professionals, used the process of elimination to emphasize the irrationality of Tianhuo climbing the mountain in a dress.

"If you call me an idiot again, I'll roast you alive! You know that Zarak Beast is Philin's food?"

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around. Let's hear what this young lady has to say."

Provence interrupted the two's endless bickering, which was probably due to their incompatible personalities, with a wry smile, and then looked at the girl they had rescued.

And she seemed to have found an opportunity to speak, instead of looking at these people helplessly without even knowing their motives for being there.

Judging from what that woman, Felin, said, they were also there to conduct an exploration.

"As you said, I'm here to investigate the volcano's condition. Thank you for your help before. By the way, please let me introduce myself—"

Despite her clothes being torn in many places and her body covered in dust, the Liberian girl still maintained her composure and politeness, giving a slight bow as she thanked the group for their help and introduced herself:

“I am Ceylon Dorkos, daughter of Herman, the mayor of Siesta City.”

Although her attire clearly indicated that she was someone of high status, the group initially assumed that she was at most a messenger of natural disasters who was traveling in the area.

Clearly, the identity she revealed was far more significant than the others had anticipated.

However, this answer only fueled their questions.

"Why did the mayor's daughter come here in person?"

Provence asked, puzzled.

No matter how dormant the Siesta volcano may be, it is not a place that can be easily explored by one person alone.

Putting aside the possibility of encountering bad people, the wandering Originium creatures alone are worth being wary of.