Valkyrie Flavor Tasting Guide

Their heartbeats synchronized unconsciously under the control of their breathing, and then dispersed.

Just a second before they were lost in the embrace, their hands unconsciously let go.

"call"

Lu Mo slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, completely freeing his mind from the chaos of work, and then slowly walked towards the bathroom to wash up.

"There's just no way to deal with her."

Lu Mo muttered to himself.

I wonder whose desire this hug is fulfilling.

Even if it's not the first time experiencing it, it's impossible to get used to the irregular heart palpitations.

Lu Mo gently placed his hand on his chest, savoring the feeling from a blind spot where Kiana couldn't see him.

The temperature difference I just experienced wasn't a good thing for my body.

"I should have agreed to her suggestion to make milk earlier."

Without some external factors, it would be difficult to suppress this feeling.

That feeling of my heart pounding.

Lu Mo walked into the bathroom and slowly took out the foot basin to start turning on the water.

Then, he glanced casually at the label Kiana had stuck on the bathroom mirror.

"Honestly, don't waste your energy on this kind of thing."

Thinking that the other person must have racked their brains for a long time to find the right words for this encouragement, Lu Mo's lips unconsciously curled into a doting smile.

Completely unaware that he had fallen into a state of infatuation, he only snapped back to reality when his feet were immersed in a temperature far exceeding what his body could tolerate, letting out a broken, mournful cry.

Just like Tom the cat.

This is the story of Lu Mo and Kiana's cohabitation.

Chapter 2: Freshly graduated college students don't dream of the Earth God.

"I'm exhausted..."

A fermenting longing exploded in the entryway. At 6:43 PM on the fifteenth Wednesday of this year, Lu Mo's fingerprints burned a scorch mark on the doorknob.

It has been over a year since Lu Mo graduated from university. Although he did not join the ranks of those who are unemployed immediately after graduation, he is still not satisfied with his current job.

After all, the fact that college students are essentially cheap labor remains an unavoidable reality.

Fortunately, Lu Mo had the advantage of both luck and ability after graduation and did quite well.

A two-bedroom apartment can be easily purchased at market price—although the other bedroom is unusable, the spaciousness definitely makes a difference.

By cultivating his independence early on, Lu Mo was able to solve his basic needs in the most affordable way, and easily accumulate a considerable amount of savings within a year.

"The taste of instant noodles?"

After a long day, Lu Mo returned to his apartment. Before his tired body could even get a moment's rest, his nasal passages suddenly awakened—it was the unique aroma of compound seasonings and fried dough sticks mingling in boiling water, perfectly recreating the memory of sneaking a late-night snack in the dormitory stairwell during his student days.

"I was wrong yesterday!"

Lu Mo subconsciously thought that the smell was left because he hadn't washed the bowl properly after eating instant noodles yesterday, and that he hadn't noticed it at the time.

But then I realized that I hadn't eaten any instant noodles yesterday.

When I was in school, instant noodles were considered a delicacy. But after I went to university and the cafeteria became much more normal, instant noodles went from being a sweet treat to something else entirely.

Instant noodles are now the only option when you really don't have the energy to cook or don't have time to wait for takeout.

"Who goes there!" Before Lu Mo could figure out what was going on, unfamiliar footsteps came from the kitchen.

"Won't I run into a thief? No, what kind of thief would specifically come to my house to make instant noodles?" — Lu Mo didn't have the habit of storing instant noodles at home. After all, if he really wanted to eat them, he could just go downstairs to the small supermarket and buy a pack.

"Hmm~ Captain, you're back?"

A slender young woman walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of instant noodles. Just then, the setting sun cast its rays, which were cut into diamond-shaped fragments, onto her. Her hair, like platinum infused with moonlight, gathered behind her ears like a tranquil cloud.

The woman's porcelain-white fingertips held a blue-and-white porcelain bowl, and liquid twilight flowed from the ends of her hair. What was most breathtaking was the cobalt blue at the corner of her eyes—a color that no colored contact lens could ever replicate.

Footsteps echoed damply on the kitchen tiles. Lu Mo saw his own shadow deconstructing and reassembling on the floor.

Can't be wrong

This appearance and this voice are something that cosplayers cannot recreate in real life.

Despite the incredible nature of this development, Lu Mo could still confirm one thing.

She is Kiana, the real Kiana.

Moreover, this is Kiana's latest design from the main storyline.

The Kiana I've known since high school—oh wait, that Kiana isn't the same person as her.

It will be some time before we can truly understand the insects in front of us.

Despite his emotional response telling him this, Lu Mo's rational approach to reality led him to deny the possibility.

Kiana is a character from a game, how could she possibly appear in real life?

"Hmm... So you really don't believe me?"

Kiana touched her lips with her finger, a slightly troubled look on her face.

So cute

Looking at the fluffy white ball of fur in front of him, Lu Mo frowned slightly, experiencing firsthand the destructive power of the so-called "honey trap."

It's a double-killing honey trap.

Let's not even talk about Kiana's stunning beauty in real life, which can captivate people with every smile and frown.

The other person is Kiana, who has spent her entire youth with her.

My youth was spent with Kiana!

Even if the other person is just a two-dimensional character, I have still invested too much emotion and time.

And the other person, with whom she had invested so much emotion, took the initiative to respond to her at this moment.

Lu Mo instantly felt that he was a scumbag for doubting the authenticity of the other party's identity.

"That's exactly what we should do in times like this!"

Kiana snapped her fingers and mimicked someone's voice, saying, "Kiana Kaslana has now altered your consciousness. You now believe I am the real Kiana!"

As the Herrscher of the End, Kiana skillfully used the powers belonging to Xiaoshi, but she did not modify Lu Mo's consciousness. She only made Lu Mo believe in Kiana's identity.

This is the "proof" that Kiana provides.

Only the real Kiana can provide proof.

"Okay... I now believe you are the real Kiana Kaslana."

Lu Mo, adopting a rather serious yet seemingly hypnotized demeanor, slowly walked to Kiana's side, and the two then exchanged a knowing smile.

"Pfft, Captain, you look so silly."

Kiana's voice seemed to have returned to a distant past, the voice that made him keep tapping randomly on the bridge, imagining being kicked off the bridge by Kiana.

"Hmm," Lu Mo rubbed his nose, looked at the girl's smile that amazed his youth, and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what kind of expression to make right now."

"At this time, all you need to do is smile."

Kiana walked up to him and took his hand. "Although I've known about you for a while, this is the first time we've met like this, my Captain."

Kiana's high-pitched voice was perfectly natural, and it even gave Lu Mo's heart a powerful shock.

Is this the power of the white moonlight?

It's too lethal.

The "white moonlight" here can refer to Kiana's position in Lu Mo's heart, or it can refer to the fact that Kiana's design elements are full of the concept of "moonlight," which is quite amusing.

"Ugh, Kiana is too close."

Although Lu Mo admits to being a pervert, in reality, his interactions with girls are not zero, but they are certainly not as extensive as Kiana's.

Seeing Kiana's smile, a smile that would make him offer his soul as a sacrifice, Lu Mo's legs went weak, and his 1.8-meter-tall frame almost crashed into Kiana as his knees buckled.

"Hehe, I never expected my gentlemanly captain to be like this."

Kiana's smile was still full of strong friendliness, but her hands immediately turned back to their original form and made a rather fierce move - she directly picked up Lu Mo in a princess carry and carried him directly into Lu Mo's bedroom.

As expected of Kiana, this sudden shift in art style is truly nostalgic.

This technique is clearly something she learned from her aunt.

Chapter 3: Am I Kiana's lover?

"Wait, wait... Kiana, put me down first!!!"

Lu Mo's voice trembled with a hint of panic as it echoed in the quiet bedroom. He had never imagined that one day he would be lifted up in such a humiliating and heart-pounding manner by a young girl. Her arms were incredibly strong; she was clearly a normal little girl, yet at this moment she seemed not to be made of flesh and blood, easily supporting his over 1.8-meter-tall body with such stability that he felt no fear of falling.

He flailed his arms in the air, trying to break free from this absurd reverse princess carry, but his seemingly slender arms remained motionless, like the chains that bound giants in mythology.

This is no ordinary human strength... Even a Valkyrie in her initial form could pin him to the ground and unleash her so-called "fourth type of love." How could a frail man who can't lift a finger possibly resist this godlike body?

Whose love do you think you're receiving? It's the love of the God of Earth!

"Let me sort this out first..." Lu Mo gave up his futile struggle, his breathing becoming rapid with embarrassment. "Kiana, don't you feel anything about coming to another world? Well, I know you're definitely not surprised."

After all, she is the God of Earth, and she is even aware of the existence of the multiverse. For her, traveling through a world is probably as ordinary as an ordinary person taking a long trip.

He wanted to ask in a more subtle way, but found his thoughts tangled in the warmth of her body and the sweet fragrance so close to him. Before he could even gather his words, Kiana responded to his expectation first, her voice carrying a knowing chuckle.

"Captain, do you want to ask how I feel about being just a game character? Or do you want to ask why I know you exist?" Her breath was warm and sweet, brushing against his ear and sending a shiver down his spine.

"...I knew I couldn't beat around the bush when talking to you." Lu Mo smiled wryly. Yes, if he wasn't so direct, he wouldn't be the Kiana he knew.

"Well, I'm not really sure about this either..." She gently placed him on the soft bed, her movements as tender as if she were placing a rare treasure. "Suddenly, without warning, I was transported to your world, Captain. And those vague memories I had of you during the two years I was in school, in the hot spring shopping district and on the bridge, became incredibly clear the moment I was transported here."

"So, you still remember those memories from that period?" Lu Mo felt a surge of unexpected joy. That was an old story that even many new captains didn't know about; it was his first, hazy encounter with her.

"So, how did you determine that I am your captain?" He hesitated for a moment before adding the question that he cared about most.

"Hmm... if I had to describe it, it would be intuition, right?" Kiana tilted her head, tapping her temple with her fingertip, looking completely at ease. "It's as natural as breathing. I'm just certain that you are my captain, the one and only one."

The captain's unwavering conviction rendered Lu Mo speechless with any further hesitation. Indeed, what was the point of dwelling on it? He only needed to understand that, to her, he was the one and only; and now, she had come into reality, standing by his side.

that's enough.

With such a perfect wife, why is she still being picky...? No, wait, her opinion of me isn't even settled yet. After all, for certain reasons, their relationship is always defined as "super, super good friends," a fact everyone knows but remains unspoken.

“Kiana… one last question,” he mustered his courage and met her cobalt blue eyes, “what is our relationship now?”

Seeing the conflicted mix of anticipation and trepidation on his face, Kiana smiled gently, the curve of her lips once again touching Lu Mo's heartstrings.

"I want to hear! I want to know what you really think of me." He almost shouted, filled with a long-suppressed desire.

Kiana's smile deepened. She leaned down, her arms supporting her on either side of him, her long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, enveloping him in the moonlight's shadow. A warm, slightly mischievous word whispered in his ear.

"lover-"

Before she finished speaking, she pounced on him, pressing her hands on his shoulders, her eyes sharp as a lioness poised to pounce—no, more like a feisty cat!

"Did you hear me clearly, Captain? You are my lover!"

lover……

Lu Mo truly didn't know how to respond to her this time. This word implied that he was the one she was cheating on him with. While this proved her feelings for him, it also meant that his position ultimately posed no threat to Mei.

Mei is still the legal wife, right? But since she's reached the point where she needs to find a lover, wouldn't Mei become... that haggard housewife in the story "Pinru is good, but after five years of marriage, I'm really tired of her"?

But a lover is still just a lover, someone who can't be openly acknowledged. So, does that mean I'm still no match for Mei? But then again, infidelity usually only happens when you don't love the other person that much anymore…

"After all, Captain, you haven't put a ring on my finger or held a wedding ceremony with me, so for now, we can only be lovers."

Seeing the fascinating, ever-changing expressions on Lu Mo's face, Kiana chuckled softly, pressed her soft, sticky cheek against his, and gently rubbed it against him.

"So... if the captain wants to be my husband, he'll have to work harder. Otherwise... what he does with me in the future will just be considered cheating."

"Something's not right, nine out of ten things are wrong!"

Lu Mo, who was aroused by her teasing, frowned instead. He boldly placed his hands on Kiana's shoulders and suddenly exerted force.

"Where did this monster come from, daring to impersonate my Qi Bao!"