Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

To be precise, the nights in Siesta are the nights of "adults".

The Cartes and Philin dancers stood at the door, using alluring gestures to entice passing customers, while the Phidias dancers stood guard by the door, their forked tongues protruding from beneath their veils to pluck at the hearts of those with "weak wills."

Even with fewer people, Siesta still exudes a luxurious and extravagant atmosphere at night.

[This is Siesta Radio Station. It's 7 PM now. The weather is clear, a perfect night for stargazing. After experiencing Siesta's hot sunshine and vibrant energy during the day, please enjoy its captivating nightlife.]

Beaches and other attractions remain open to visitors. Please enjoy the tranquility and mystery of Siesta under the night sky. After midnight, the Obsidian Festival will be even closer.

[The following is today's news broadcast...]

"I heard there was an explosion nearby. A truckload of beer was blown up. At first, we thought it was part of the carnival, but it turned out to be an accident... I hope you guys didn't get involved in the trouble?"

The Rhodes Island crew rented a beach in the Doctor's name to accommodate enough operators, even if not all of them were present.

The Doctor, unaware that his card had been stolen and maxed out, was listening to the news on the radio while asking the operators about it with concern.

"No, everything is normal."

"Yes, we had a lot of fun and nothing bad happened."

"We don't get involved in this kind of thing. We finally get a holiday."

The operators answered one after another.

Some people genuinely had a great time without encountering any unusual situations throughout the day.

Others, when faced with a situation, handled it decisively and efficiently.

They didn't want to spoil the mood by revealing that they were being followed by someone in a black suit, causing everyone to become anxious.

Tonight's event is a beach barbecue, not a chores cleanup.

"Here it comes!"

On the extra-long 15-meter-long grill, various barbecue ingredients that have already absorbed the flavors are arranged from far to near, with the farther ones cooking faster and the closer ones requiring more heat.

Such a large grill generally requires at least ten people to operate simultaneously to ensure the food is cooked properly.

However, Ifrit stood excitedly at one end, holding the gas spray bottle clipped to her waist, shaking it and gesturing for the onlookers to leave quickly.

"watch out!"

Incredibly large and fierce flames erupted from the small spray bottle, instantly covering the entire grill. Then, the aroma of meat and vegetables, released from the food due to the heat, filled the entire beach.

"Eat as much as you want!! If you're still not satisfied, I can keep grilling for everyone! This is a special dish made by Lady Ifrit, the winner of the beach barbecue competition!"

She spread her arms wide, her words full of unreserved boasting—although she won because Nian and Xi got into a fight while cooking over the amount of spice, and were therefore eliminated.

The operators didn't stand on ceremony and crowded around, picking out their favorite foods from the grill.

Of course, it wasn't just barbecue. Several other operators who were skilled in cooking also rented their own cooking stations to provide a wide variety of dishes for everyone.

"A large bowl of fish ball noodles, please."

Thomas sat down at Zi's seafood stall, then pointed to Frostnova, who sat down next to him, and said:

"Give her one too, extra spicy."

Froststar seemed to have been directly invited and treated by Tomat. Although she hesitated a bit before taking her seat, she still chose a seat near Tomat, nodded to the chef, and politely took her seat.

"You don't mind if I have some barbecue before the main dishes are served, do you?"

As soon as he sat down, Tomat took out a plate piled with at least dozens of skewers of grilled meat and placed it on the table. At the same time, instead of asking for his opinion, he ate while asking Zi who was tossing noodles.

"No, I'm used to it."

With a weary expression, Jie forced a helpless smile. It was unclear whether he meant Tomat's habit of eating before meals or his appetite.

"Want a skewer?"

The meat skewers, still dripping with the succulent fat of the hoofed beast, were handed to Frostnova by Tomat. Although the aroma was tempting, the carving knife used to cut the meat clearly didn't know how to control the size of the pieces.

This string of skewers is enough for an average person to have a meal.

But after looking at Tomat's "sincere" gaze for a while, Froststar took it, blew a cold wind that could freeze over the scalding surface, and began to tear into it with small bites.

"Is it delicious?"

Seeing that Tomat seemed particularly happy because she had accepted the food he offered, Frostnova responded with a smile and a nod as she ate her food.

And this scene was seen clearly by Jie.

Despite being constantly instructed by Uncle Dong to be single-minded when cooking, Jie's irrepressible curiosity and the subversion of his past common sense made him always want to glance at Tomat and Froststar's current situation.

Jie is a proper university work-study student. Although he doesn't have as much time to experience campus life as other university students because he has to work to earn money, he has still seen quite a few romantic relationships between people of this age.

And isn't Tomat's progress going quite smoothly? Although Tomat usually seems like someone who has no worldly desires other than eating, and I was quite surprised to see him with Frostnova when I was working part-time as a costumed character at the amusement park, doesn't that mean he still does things that are "appropriate for his age" from time to time?

In the past, Tomat was a person with outstanding strength but kind nature to Zi. However, the difference in strength between the two, as if they were from different worlds, made Zi feel somewhat distant from Tomat.

But now that I see him can have more human desires like a normal person, I feel that the previous barriers have lessened a bit.

However, this was the first time he had learned that Tomat preferred older women.

"...But bro, you're really not being fair, keeping it a secret even though you're roommates."

[Main Text] Siesta's Hottest Holiday: Chapter Twenty-Nine Well, I won't pretend to be a gentleman then.

As night deepened and darkness grew, many of the agents who had gathered on the beach chose to leave the venue.

They cleaned up the mess left after the party and then continued with their pre-arranged activities.

Some of the younger operators were persuaded to go to sleep by their teammates, while the other "adults" had their own plans.

Drinking, clubbing, attending all-night concerts, or whatever else—both serious and unserious activities.

But at this point, almost no one will continue to pry into other people's itineraries.

However, there are also people who neither plan to sleep nor decide where to kill time next.

Just like Tomat and Froststar are now, aimlessly heading along the coastline.

"Why is your face still so red? Aren't you supposed to be able to handle spicy food?"

"...I just choked."

Froststar didn't enjoy this dinner very much.

After all, there was a boss who seemed to have misunderstood the situation watching him, plus a guy who wouldn't give the kind of reaction a normal person should have sitting with him.

Froststar's rosy cheeks weren't the color reflected by the torches on the shore, but rather the lingering turmoil in her mind from the awkward meal earlier.

I panicked countless times today.

Fortunately, the cool sea breeze that swept across the ocean at night brought her back to peace.

There wasn't anything particularly special to do, so we just took a walk on the beach together, which wasn't bad at all.

But Frostnova always seemed to feel that something was missing.

"...So, are you happy today?"

Froststar, leaving footprints on the beach, suddenly turned around and tugged at her coat, which was fluttering in the sea breeze. Some people dress conservatively during the day and let loose at night, but Froststar seemed to have reversed that. Now she preferred to cover her body completely with her long coat, no longer allowing herself to be seen as much as she did during the day.

The wind was no less intense than during the day, she asked Tomat with a smile, her voice not drowned out by the sound of the sea breeze.

"Of course I'm happy! I've eaten everything I wanted and had everything I wanted to do."

Tomat also stopped and responded to Frostnova with a polite, slight smile.

However, this answer did not satisfy Frostnova.

She also chose to directly express that she wasn't asking about these superficial things.

“No, that’s not what I meant.” Frostnova shook her head. “You can get these things even if you’re alone—eating, playing games, these kinds of pleasures…you have them all readily available to you, so it won’t be much different from usual. What I’m asking is, what’s ‘different’ for you today?”

Rhodes Island has enough food to provide Thomas with to satisfy his appetite.

Rhodes Island also has no shortage of entertainment options, and if all else fails, Lungmen is just a short walk away.

"What's different today...?"

Under Froststar's persistent questioning, Tomat pondered, gazing at the surging sea.

But the answer she gave was still unacceptable to Frostnova:

"Actually, it feels no different from usual? Don't misunderstand, it makes me happy just like usual. Maybe I've been too happy lately, so I can't have any special feelings."

Tomat expressed his feelings about the day as politely as possible.

His experience was somewhat similar to Froststar's—today wasn't bad.

The difference is that when Frostnova feels something is lacking, she will actively seek out that lacking thing, but Tomat always lets that lack continue.

Froststar wanted an answer. Perhaps it was because, facing the vast ocean and the deep starry sky, her heart became more open, and she chose to ask boldly.

"Even I can't give you a 'new experience'?"

It might be resentment, a competitive spirit, or perhaps it's driven by pride.

Froststar encountered Tomat and heard his story. She told him to do something different to change his mood, so that he wouldn't have to do the same things alone as before, and could gain different feelings.

Although he usually appears quite nonchalant, even frivolous, Frostnova's simple intuition leads her to believe that the current Tomat is not his true self.

But even after spending the whole day with her, Tomat did not show the true relief or liberation she had hoped for—even if she seemed slightly different from usual.

He'll say the same thing when he's out shopping by himself, and he'll say the same thing when someone else is with him.

"Froststar, that's not what I meant. I'm really grateful that you accompanied me on this aimless stroll."

Tomat sensed the emotion in Frostnova's words, but all he could say was thank you.

It was as if it were a universally applicable, perfunctory response to the other party.

"This is the first time I've spent so much time with someone of the opposite sex outside of a mission. If I consider this a mission, then the mission goal is to 'make you happier than usual' and 'make you feel different than usual'."

Froststar neither accepted nor refused the gratitude, but continued to speak the words that came to mind.

"But it seems my mission has failed."

She gave a bitter smile—she knew very well that she shouldn't be so keen on changing someone, given the stubbornness of human nature.

But her interest in Tomat wasn't about "changing" him; more accurately, she was curious and wanted to see what Tomat was "real" like.

She believed that the other person was suppressing their true nature.