Pom-Pom: I'm Scared

No matter how much Twilight wanted to smash that Vixen who dared to steal her man into a pancake with a single punch, she couldn't. Right now, she could only grit her teeth in anger, and she couldn't even show it.

She couldn't even throw a little tantrum with Caelus, who knew if that Vixen would take advantage of her tsundere moment? She didn't want to become a loser.

If she got tagged with the "tsundere loser" attribute, even if she was persecuted miserably later, a considerable number of players would see her as a comedic character and laugh at her.

For Twilight, whose goal was to farm energy, this was simply unacceptable.

Damn it, none of my previous alts ever encountered an opponent!

But no matter how much Twilight complained in her heart, the facts couldn't be changed. All she could do was stare hard at Caelus with her eyes, trying to make him feel the pressure—unfortunately, her soft, harmless gaze seemed to have no effect on this two-timing jerk.

Caelus, on the other hand, was still carefree, reaching out and patting Twilight's head happily.

Twilight's life was short, of course, he couldn't be sad all the time, making her life memories full of his dejected appearance, right? Since he had chosen to take Twilight on the train, he naturally had to give her a wonderful and happy life—besides, since the white-haired sister could resurrect, maybe Twilight could too.

Caelus looked up at the train car. At this time, all the members of the Astral Express crew had gathered in the hall. After staying at the space station for so long, the Astral Express was finally ready to begin its journey again.

The scenery outside the porthole had already begun to move, changing from the space station's platform to the vast starry sky.

To travel between stars, it was impossible to rely on slow movement. After leaving the range of the space station, the Astral Express would initiate a warp to directly reach the next target planet—originally, it should have been like this according to the procedure, but now…

"Passenger Twilight, the train is about to begin warping in 10 minutes, quickly let go of this Conductor's ears!"

A fluffy black and white creature with long ears struggled desperately in Twilight's hands, but it was like a kitten trying to resist an Ultraman, utterly futile.

"Fluffy…" Twilight rubbed the big ears in her hands, then, under the guidance of March 7th, who was snickering behind her, quickly tied Pom-Pom's ears into a beautiful bow. "But it feels like the quality isn't very good… It'll break if I squeeze it."

"Even a Doom Beast couldn't withstand your squeezing!!!" Twilight's voice was soft, but her words fell on Pom-Pom's ears like the whispers of a demon, scaring it so much that its fur stood on end. "Himeko, help me!!"

Pom-Pom had traveled the galaxy for a long time, knew the heroes of the Astral Express, and could be said to have experienced countless battles. Although he looked harmless, he was by no means a coward—but even so, when Twilight dismantled the Doom Beast on the ground into a beast stick, Pom-Pom was watching from the nearby train.

He could even see the word "pain" on the Doomsday Beast's head, which shouldn't have been able to show any expression from more than ten meters away…

Although Pom-Pom had been trying hard to maintain his dignity as the conductor, when those hands that could crush a planet-destroying monster's head like a potato chip were placed on its ears, and it said things like "break"… Pom-Pom had to admit, it was scared.

It hadn't been this scared even when a certain Nameless chuckled and told him he would blow up the train!

Fortunately, Twilight wasn't a madman like that person. Although she was violent, she was still obedient.

After Himeko actually spoke, she obediently put Pom-Pom on the ground. The moment its two short legs touched the ground, Pom-Pom didn't even bother to untie its ears. It rushed towards the conductor's room, using all four limbs, leaving only a reminder for everyone to obey galactic traffic regulations and sit tight during the warp.

"Hehehe, little March, little Twilight, don't bully Pom-Pom too much, it's very difficult for it." Himeko watched Pom-Pom's hasty escape, covering her mouth and chuckling softly. "But it seems to be really scared of little Twilight, it didn't even bother to check our seatbelts."

"Seatbelts?" Caelus looked around the train hall in confusion. Neither the soft sofas nor the seats seemed to have anything like seatbelts that would ruin the scenery. "Why would we need to check seatbelts?"

"According to the Galactic Road Traffic Management Regulations, in order to prevent passengers from experiencing syncope and other discomfort symptoms during the warp due to corresponding side effects, or from being accidentally injured due to spatial turbulence, all passengers should ensure that their seatbelts are fastened before using warp technology…"

Himeko chuckled. "Although it's an article established a long time ago when the original technology was unstable, and no one really cares about it anymore, it is indeed a regulation."

"So Pom-Pom is actually such a stickler for rules—uh, I mean, a creature…" Caelus nodded thoughtfully. "I thought those who walked the Path of Trailblazing would all be outlaws…"

"It wasn't like that before…" Himeko raised an eyebrow and glanced at the somewhat awkward Welt.

"But ever since a vehicle without a license crashed into the Star Rail and smashed a large section of the newly repaired Astral Express, Pom-Pom has been unusually disgusted with such violations of traffic regulations. You can ask your Uncle Yang for details—see that glass that's different in style from other places?"

"At that time, your Uncle Yang crashed in from that place, and the broken glass couldn't be replaced with the same style… So it's been kept like that ever since."

"This, this has nothing to do with me." Welt awkwardly adjusted his glasses. "Although I did damage a part of the train, I wasn't the one driving the train. I just happened to be thrown in at that time."

"My goodness, I never knew Uncle Yang boarded the train like this…" March 7th's eyes widened in surprise, as if she was getting to know Welt all over again. "I didn't expect Uncle Yang, who looks so gentle and refined, to be so wild… How did you think of boarding in such a magical way?"

"Ahem, let's not talk about this topic anymore. Anyway, it wasn't my idea…" Coughing twice, Welt abruptly changed the subject. "The warp should be starting soon. Everyone, take your seats and prepare to welcome a new planet."

His current role was a calm, reliable, and unfathomably powerful senior, wasn't it? If his juniors found out that he had been beaten from one world to another like a ping-pong ball, would he have any face left?

Fortunately, no one else knew his origins. Even Himeko only knew a part of it. He hadn't mentioned the most embarrassing parts…

And in a corner that Welt didn't notice, a pair of eyes were silently observing.

On that note, if I revealed all of Welt's embarrassing history, would the social death and shame be able to produce some gold coins?

I don't know how effective it would be, but Twilight felt that people should always be brave enough to try…