Collapse Iron: I'm a Succubus in the Universe

Isn't that Bronya, the one I saw in the High Guardian's office before, the one who called Cocolia "Mother"?

Just by looking at her, Sora could tell that she was in a bad mood. Could it be related to her conversation with Cocolia earlier?

After thinking about it, Qiong decided to go and take a look, since it was their intrusion that interrupted their conversation.

"Mother, why are you doing this...?"

"Hello?"

"!"

Bronya, who was muttering to herself, raised her head warily upon hearing the unfamiliar voice. After recognizing the person, her expression softened.

"It's you? The outsider Mother received. What brings you here?"

The girl's expression was calm now, no longer showing the dejection she had just displayed, and she skillfully put away her worries.

Seeing her like this, Qiong understood that directly asking about her feelings probably wouldn't work, so she changed her approach.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you know any good places to eat around here?"

"Something delicious?"

"Yeah, since we're new here, the Great Guardian didn't assign us any guides or anything."

Upon hearing Qiong's words, Bronya also realized that it was inappropriate to leave guests who had come from afar unattended; it was indeed not a good way to treat guests.

Because of what happened before, her mother gave her a half-day off, so she decided to act as the guide.

With these thoughts in mind, Bronya nodded gently.

"Okay, I understand. If you don't mind, please follow me. By the way, where are your... two companions?"

"They went to visit other places."

Qiong thought that if the food in this city was really delicious, she would bring the two of them to try it later, and Bronya didn't ask any more questions.

Although she is usually busy with work, she still has some knowledge of the city's reputation, such as which restaurants are the most popular.

"If I remember correctly, that store seems to have some new items on special offer today, it's right here..."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

As she spoke, Qiong took Bronya's hand. The thin, dark black silk separated their skin, but it did not hinder the transmission of warmth.

Bronya was slightly taken aback when she felt the warmth from his palm, but before she could say anything, she was pulled forward a few steps.

"We've arrived, this is the place."

Bronya pointed ahead, her face slightly flushed. As soon as she saw the spot, Qiong naturally let go of her hand.

The small shop in front of him was somewhat unexpected, but Qiong did not underestimate the restaurant. After all, it must have some unique features to be recommended.

I'm just not sure if this kind of specialty suits his taste, but that doesn't matter.

What hasn't he eaten? He even dared to drink Himeko's coffee, and although he fell asleep immediately afterward, that proved his strength.

After the two found a place to sit down, Qiong asked for a menu, but he didn't understand the terms on it. Apart from ordering a new item for the day, he couldn't tell which one tasted better.

Do you have any recommendations?

As he spoke, he looked at Bronya across from him, but she seemed not to have heard him and was still lost in thought with her head down.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Qiong: How does it taste? Bronya: Hmm, sweet, not bad.

Seeing this, Qiong didn't ask any more questions, but instead called over a waiter and started ordering...

Bronya unwittingly found herself caught in a dilemma and deep thought again, concerning her mother's decisions. As the Great Guardian, Cocolia's decisions were the highest directives.

But she still couldn't understand such meaningless sacrifices, yet her own mother kept doing the same thing, sending soldiers to...

Click.

The sound of the bottom of the porcelain plate lightly touching the table brought her back to her senses. Oh dear, when did she start daydreaming?

Bronya, regretting her rudeness in front of the guests, was about to apologize when her gaze fell upon a plate of cake being pushed in front of her, accompanied by Sora's voice.

"Hmm, would you like to try it? The boss said this new product tastes pretty good."

As soon as she finished speaking, a delicate silver spoon placed a small piece of cake in front of her, and the delicate and sweet aroma of cream filled her nostrils.

Bronya couldn't help but swallow, and after hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth and ate it.

"…Um!"

The aroma of the dessert refreshed her taste buds, briefly suppressing Bronya's inner anxiety. But had her secret still been discovered?

That's true. She really doesn't know how to hide her true thoughts now, or perhaps she never had to do such a thing before...

"The cake tastes pretty good, doesn't it?"

As she spoke, Qiong scooped up another piece of cake with a spoon and put it in her mouth. Bronya nodded upon hearing this, and then suddenly froze on the spot.

"Wait, wait a minute, your..."

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Seeing that Qiong seemed completely oblivious, Bronya stopped talking. Perhaps this was how open extraterrestrial civilizations were?

She gently scooped up a small piece of cake with a spoon and put it in her mouth. The smooth cream and the delicate sweetness tantalized her taste buds; it was indeed delicious.

Bronya's expression shifted slightly, but even so, the heavy burden of her thoughts prevented her from enjoying the food properly.

Noticing this, Qiong also noticed the girl's unusual behavior. Recalling what he had heard in the Great Guardian's office and the situation he had witnessed in the city, he suddenly spoke up.

Are you worried about the erosion of the rift?

"Huh? Hmm... I guess so."

Bronya nodded slightly, without explaining the real reason, because in her view, the other person was still somewhat of an outsider, and Bellenberg's crisis was unrelated to him...

"Don't worry, my companions and I are all experienced pioneers (not really). At the very least, we can definitely help you solve the star core problem!"

"A stellar core? What's that?"

"Hmm? You didn't know? According to our speculation, the star core is the source of the rift erosion and blizzard disaster."

Seeing that the other party was interested, Qiong suggested that they eat and chat at the same time, and Bronya's attention was also focused on his topic.

She had no time to worry about other troubles, and would occasionally take a bite of cake, a sweet expression unconsciously appearing on her face.

"In short, we're professionals when it comes to dealing with star cores."

Qiong was telling the truth, and even worried that Bronya wouldn't believe her, so she emphasized it several times. Seeing this, the girl couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Haha, if you can really help Belloberg resolve the crisis, then you'll be our great heroes."

"Then let us be the great heroes!"

"Before that, let's finish what you ordered. Are you sure you can handle ordering so much?"

Bronya was in a much better mood now, and even started joking.

"Of course, no problem! But some of it is for you."

"Give me?"

"Yeah, it's so boring if I'm eating alone."

Qiong's reason was so simple that Bronya didn't know how to refuse for a moment, and she really hadn't eaten anything during this time.

The main reason was that I had no appetite because I was preoccupied, but now that my emotions have eased a little, the feeling of hunger has returned.

She didn't stand on ceremony anymore, and the two of them enjoyed the food together. As for paying the bill, there was no need to worry, as Qiong had already figured it out; they could also pay with credits here.

Not long after, Qiong returned to the Goethe Hotel and happened to run into March 7 and Dan Heng, who had also returned.

"Ah, you're back too. I feel so tired right now, I just want to lie down on this soft bed and drift off to sleep..."

On March 7th, with his arms hanging limply at his sides and looking listless, the three of them walked into the Goethe Hotel together to check in.

"Wow! What a bright lobby! And tonight there will be soft mattresses and bouncy pillows!"

Thinking of this, March 7, who had just been listless, turned to look at the two of them with great interest.

"Should we have a pillow fight tonight? Seriously? I bet the pillows in this hotel are super plush!"

Didn't you just say you were very tired?

Qiong muttered a helpless complaint, but March 7th was perfectly justified.

"That's a different matter. Besides, you can just go to sleep when you're tired of playing."

That's what they said, but on March 7th, seeing that the other two didn't seem very interested in the pillow fight, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"In March, at Clifton..."

"Stop! I know what you're going to say: [March, you talked too much back then][March, you shouldn't have revealed our purpose to people you didn't trust]..."

I know, it's all because you two kept going in circles, exchanging veiled insults instead of speaking properly. But look, isn't the result great now?

March 7th pointed around, indicating that they were now receiving VIP treatment, staying in ultra-luxurious hotels, and enjoying the full support of local forces.

"It seems this exploration mission went very smoothly!"

"...No, that's not what I actually meant."

Danheng shook his head and then brought up another matter, concerning the Great Guardian.

On March 7th, he felt that the other person's gaze had a penetrating quality. Although the other person was talking to them, their eyes seemed to be staring at something in the distance.

Danheng had a similar feeling, as if there were more than just them in that room.

"No, now that you mention it, it's a little scary..."

"I think you're overthinking it."

Qiong feels there's no problem. If there were a problem, the other party would definitely turn hostile on the spot. It can't be that the other party is a fixed villain in a certain series, so they must be a bad guy, right?

"Maybe I'm being too sensitive. She promised to help us, and I hope she won't go back on her word... I should get some rest and be well-rested for tomorrow's negotiations."

After Danheng finished speaking, the three of them checked into their respective accommodations and prepared to return to their rooms to rest.

"What a long day! I need to take a nice hot bath and then have a good night's sleep."

March 7th stretched, but Qiong suddenly spoke.

"What about the promised pillow fight?"

"Yay, there's a pillow fight too!"

Chapter Twenty-Eight, March 7th: Isn't this a bit inappropriate?

She had initially thought that Qiong wasn't interested, but now it seemed that Dan Heng was the only one who wasn't interested.

"Go to bed early to conserve your energy; the next few days are going to be tough."

"Okay, okay, I'm going back to my room now. The train lights are off!"

The three returned to their respective rooms. Qiong looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and did not lie down on the bed immediately. Instead, she looked at the wardrobe next to her.

It is a perfect wardrobe in terms of appearances that can be perceived by the senses alone.

From its appearance, capacity, feel, material, and even smell, no matter which angle you look at it from, most people can't imagine a more perfect wardrobe.

But then again, can smell be used to judge the quality of a wardrobe?

Qiong didn't care too much; it just smelled really good. Should she collect some to take back to the Black Tower? Maybe she could recreate a similar scent.

But since it's so perfect, what's inside this wardrobe? With this thought in mind, Qiong immediately prepared to explore it.

He announced his arrival to the wardrobe, and then went inside without hesitation!

It was a bit cramped inside, not even enough to stand up completely, but after regaining his balance, he gracefully closed the cabinet door.

But after a while, I suddenly heard footsteps outside. What could it be? Room service? Or... the devil of the Goethe Hotel!

Whatever it is, since the other party has entered his room without permission, she will be facing the world's renowned pioneer, the guardian of the Black Tower Space Station, and the Doomsday Beast!

Finally, when she sensed the footsteps approaching the wardrobe door, Qiong no longer hesitated, opened the door with a "bang," and jumped out.

Then a familiar figure was tackled to the ground, pinned against the floor by the wall, and seemed somewhat surprised.

"Oh dear, I was so careful, but you still found out!"

"Xing? What are you doing here?"