Chapter 46: They Can't Just Kill Me, Can They?

"It seems my reputation on Luofu is even better than I imagined," Lumina mused, reclining on the plush bed in the hotel's most luxurious suite as she replayed the day's events in her mind.

She had only the 726 Strale, Guinaifen had given her, intending to book a modest room. But to her surprise, the hotel receptionist recognized her immediately. Overwhelmed with excitement, the receptionist eagerly dialed the owner's number.

Within seconds, the owner himself appeared, his face beaming with enthusiasm. He declared himself a devoted admirer of Lumina, claiming it had been his lifelong dream to meet her. With a sweeping gesture, he turned to the receptionist and exclaimed, "A standard suite for Miss Lumina? Unacceptable! What would people think if they saw me treating her like an ordinary guest? The Marshal Suite—it has to be the Marshal Suite!"

And so, Lumina found herself in this opulent, lavish suite... completely free of charge.

The owner had even told Lumina she could stay as long as she liked.

Faced with such a sincere believer, the Saintess naturally couldn't refuse. After a token protest, she graciously accepted.

[I bet you just wanted to stay anyway.]

"Ehe?~"

Lumina hummed noncommittally, neither confirming nor denying, tacitly acknowledging the truth.

Who turns down freebies? Lumina wasn't a fool.

She rose from the bed, walked to the window, and gazed at the dazzling nightscape before her. A hint of suspicion crept into her voice as she murmured, "This is all going too smoothly. What's Jing Yuan really up to?"

Resting her chin on her fingers, she struck a thoughtful pose. "Never mind. This is working out nicely for me anyway."

After a moment of fruitless pondering, Lumina shrugged off her worries. As long as Jing Yuan didn't bother her while she relaxed... while she got to know beautiful girls, that suited her just fine.

And if Jing Yuan wasn't coming to her, why couldn't she go to him? After all, Lumina had long wanted to befriend Fu-... Jing Yuan.

Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~

As Lumina was lost in thought, a special group notification suddenly rang on her phone. In a fraction of a second, she had it in her hand, the screen already lit up.

"Let me guess," she murmured, "at this hour, it's March 7th."

[March 7th: Sister Lumina, are you on Xianzhou right now? Is that really you? [Image.jpg]]

[Lumina: March, where did you get that picture? Aren't you supposed to be trailblazing? How do you even have time for this? Looks like things are going quite smoothly.]

As expected, the message was from March 7th, but the image itself puzzled Lumina. It was a screenshot from Guinaifen's live stream, showing Lumina herself. She had anticipated the photo spreading quickly, but she hadn't imagined it would reach March 7th in less than half a day.

Is Jarilo-VI's network really that good?

Meanwhile, on the other end of the connection, March 7th's cheeks flushed slightly as she read Lumina's message.

I can't exactly admit I joined the Saintess's Cosmic Support Club and saw it there...

She'd rather die than confess that.

Still, to be fair, it really is paradise in there~ Hehe~

"Ahem."

Still chatting with her beloved Sister Lumina, March 7th chuckled briefly before falling silent, her fingers tapping against the screen as she read the message.

[March 7th: Sister Lumina, you still haven't answered my question!]

[Lumina: It's me! I'm on the Luofu right now. I just arrived and already met a very interesting little girl.]

Lumina held nothing back, truthfully sharing her experience. Her relationship with March 7th was much like her bond with Asta: a close friendship... oh, and something akin to a mother-daughter bond. With nothing to hide, Lumina saw no harm in being honest.

After all, it wasn't as if this one message would send March 7th spiraling into wild thoughts, turn her dark, and drive her to team up with Asta to... stab Lumina in the back, right?

Such a scenario seemed utterly impossible. Lumina wasn't running a harem; she was simply making friends and nurturing close friendships. What could possibly be wrong with that?

Dismissing these thoughts, Lumina kept her eyes fixed on her phone screen, patiently waiting for March 7th's reply.

Moments later, March 7th sent a flurry of messages:

[March 7th: Okay~ Sister Lumina, I'm going to sleep now. I have so much to do tomorrow.]

[March 7th: Logging off now.]

[March 7th has logged off.]

"Hmm?" Lumina watched March 7th's abrupt exit with a puzzled frown, scratching her head.

She didn't dwell on it, assuming March 7th was simply tired today.

Lumina drew the curtains closed, returned to bed, tucked herself under the covers, placed her phone beside her, closed her eyes, and prepared to drift off.

Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~

Just as Lumina's eyelids fluttered shut, her phone's special group notification tone rang out again.

Assuming it was another message from March 7th, Lumina picked up her phone and glanced at the screen.

"Huh? Asta?"

Lumina froze, surprised to see the message was from Asta, not March 7th.

She tapped open the message and read:

[Asta: Sister Lumina, is this you? [image.jpg]]

Asta had sent a message along with a photo.

Unmistakably, it was a screenshot from the live stream.

Lumina: ...

How did this photo spread so fast? It's already gone viral across the entire universe in less than half a day?

Staring at the identical image March 7th had sent earlier, Lumina sank into deep thought.