Miss Surtr will ignite the world

I glanced at the wall clock; it was exactly seven o'clock, an hour before school started.

She got up skillfully, washed up, and then, somewhat awkwardly, fried an egg, toasted bread, and heated a glass of milk for herself.

Perhaps she should thank her father for his foresight; despite the assets being frozen, he still left her this villa and enough money to live comfortably for several years.

This would prevent her from being forced to work as a customer service representative, Xiaoya, due to her family's troubles.

"It's a little burnt."

Mei took a bite of the fried egg, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing.

Compared to a few days ago when I couldn't even crack an egg properly, I've made a lot of progress.

"A little bit of charring actually makes it more flavorful."

She was unusually positive about it.

Perhaps it's because I've made friends that my mindset has become more positive without me even realizing it.

everything will get better.

She said this to herself. But unlike before, this time, her words contained less of a prayer and more of a genuine expectation.

After cleaning up the dishes, it was almost 7:30.

It takes about ten minutes by tram to Chiba Academy, so if we leave now, we can make it to class in time.

“She used to arrive at school early.”

With a soft sigh, Mei returned to her room and picked up her schoolbag.

She paused for a moment at her desk, carefully put the photo into the inner pocket of her schoolbag, grabbed a cleaning cloth and indoor shoes she had brought from school, and then turned and left the house.

I'm going out.

She spoke softly to the empty room.

"..."

As always, there was no response.

In this respect, nothing has changed.

……

In the morning, the sun was high in the sky.

On the hotel bed, an unidentified protrusion wriggled a few times under the covers and let out a dissatisfied groan.

A slender hand reached out from under the covers and fumbled for the phone on the pillow.

The screen lights up.

"9:40..."

Surtr squinted and read out the time, then abruptly threw off the covers and sat up.

Along with the pillow hanging in the corner.

"Am I supposed to go to school today... Oh right, I'm not a student at all."

Realizing this, she fell back onto the bed with a thud.

But after a few seconds, she struggled to get up.

"Anyway, I'm awake now."

She muttered to herself. Although she wasn't a real student, she had made plans to have lunch with Kiana and the others today, so she had to get to school before lunch break.

He slowly changed into the student suit of Qianyu Academy, finished washing up, and walked out of the hotel with a depressed expression.

There's a reason for feeling down.

Last night, she excitedly rushed to ME Company, intending to carry out her "capture Cocolia" plan, but she couldn't find a single person.

Oh, there are a few mechs and a device that seems to store Honkai energy; it looks like it's used to trigger the Great Honkai.

She didn't know exactly what to do with it. It was too big to fit in her backpack, and burying it randomly wouldn't be good either, so she simply used Shangri-La to banish it to another dimension.

Clean and convenient.

She resolved a major crisis with ease; if there were an "Enthusiastic Citizen Award," she should definitely be given it.

Unfortunately, after searching the entire ME company, Cocolia, whom she longed for, did not appear even once.

"That's true... This place is almost a Honkai outbreak zone, how could she possibly come here to risk her life?"

She was disappointed. Shaking her head in dismay, she decided to find a shop to have breakfast before heading to school.

She walked into a nice-looking family restaurant and sat down in a corner by the window.

Suddenly, a white-haired, one-armed man with a weathered face but a smiling eye pulled out the chair opposite her without any hesitation and sat down gracefully.

He smirked and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"Excuse me, would you mind sharing a table?"

The Third Collapse: Chapter Six - I'm Actually a Transmigrator

"Excuse me, would you mind sharing a table with me?"

It sounded like a question, but before Surtr could respond, the white-haired, one-armed man had already pulled out a chair and sat down opposite her in a nonchalant manner, speaking as flippantly as if he were chatting up an acquaintance he'd bumped into on the street.

Surtr didn't rush to reply, but instead slowly glanced around.

On a weekday at this time, the restaurant is sparsely populated, with empty seats everywhere.

She looked away, tapping her chin lightly with her fingertips, a look of sudden realization on her face.

"I see……"

A playful smile played on her lips as she spoke slowly.

"Looks like I'll have to give Kiana a good thrashing when I see her later. Her dad is some kind of pervert who goes out of his way to flirt with his daughter's friends. You tell me, Mr. Siegfried who's touched the butts of every Valkyrie in Schicksal."

That's pure slander!!!

Siegfried's composure shattered instantly. He practically spat out the words through clenched teeth, momentarily forgetting how the other party knew his name.

"Such a strong reaction, is it because they feel guilty?"

Surtr blinked, his tone suddenly becoming erratic.

"I'm so envious..."

What did you just say?

Siegfried frowned, as if he had just heard something extraordinary.

“Ahem, I mean. What a despicable act, Mr. Siegfried, public enemy of women.”

Miss Surtr changed her tune without batting an eye.

"Don't add weird prefixes to my name."

Siegfried rubbed his temples and let out a long sigh.

In fact, before he arrived, he was extremely wary of the red-haired girl in front of him, but this incident distracted him.

Last night, he specifically asked an acquaintance from Anti-Entropy to investigate her background, but the result was unexpected.

It wasn't that she had a special identity; rather, no one could be found at all, as if she had appeared out of thin air.

"Of course, I just arrived yesterday."

Surtr muttered to herself, but her face remained impassive. She was just wondering where to find Siegfried, but he had unexpectedly come to her.

Sending him directly to see Kiana is probably unrealistic, but making contact is always a good thing. This opportunity might even allow them to establish connections with Anti-Entropy.

If those two doctors had known certain things in advance, such as an old ancestor imprisoned in the Sea of ​​Quanta, perhaps they could have avoided some things.

"never mind."

Siegfried interrupted her thoughts, his tone suddenly becoming serious.

"No matter how you know my name... who exactly are you? What is your purpose in approaching Kiana?"

He slammed one hand heavily on the table, leaning slightly forward, his tall figure exuding an undeniable sense of oppression.

Surtr simply stirred the complimentary bottled water served by the clerk and looked up to ask:

"Are you asking me this as Kiana's father?"

Surtr did not answer directly, nor did she give up on Kiana's wish.

"of course."

Siegfried did not hesitate.

"But you've never even visited her once."

"...I have my reasons."

His voice trailed off.

He knew, of course, that this was not what a good father should do, but he also didn't want to explain Kiana's situation to the other party.

"Is it because of Sirin?"

But Surtr directly exposed it.

How did you know!?

Siegfried slammed his hand on the table, almost standing up, his eyes wide with shock.

Kiana is the original form of the Herrscher of the Void, a secret that should have been known only to a very few people.

"I know more than you think."

Surtr slightly raised his chin, his tone calm.

"Tsk..."

Siegfried took a deep breath and forced himself to sit back down.

“Cirin hates me to the core. I’m worried that I might trigger her awakening, so I have no choice but to hide in the shadows… to protect her in secret.”

"Then at least leave a letter, right? She's been looking for you all these years."

It must have been tough for Kiana to develop such a carefree personality in that kind of environment... Perhaps that's part of Kaslana's bloodline?

Surtr secretly guessed.

"After all, he's a Herrscher; I don't want to take any risks."

"We can't keep not seeing each other forever."

"I plan to show myself after she is in a safe environment."

St. Freya Academy?

"You even know that? Never mind, her elder is the headmistress of the school there, I can only feel at ease leaving it with her. Alright, I've said enough."

Siegfried rubbed his temples, realizing he had been given so much information by the other party's words without even realizing it. It seemed he was indeed suited for negotiation.

"Now it's your turn, isn't it?"

"of course."

Surtr nodded and began to weave a story in his mind.

"First of all, about who I am... to be honest, I am a time traveler."

Finally, Miss Surtr decided to tell the truth.

As expected, Siegfried looked dumbfounded and it took him a long time to squeeze out a single word.

"……what?"

"I'm not kidding you."

Siegfried's tone was serious.

"I wasn't joking."

Surtr shrugged.

These days, nobody believes you if you tell the truth.