Chapter 6 (Retranslated)

The simulation ended with a flaming stamp—and the stream barely held back its disbelief.

[You died with a smile. The simulation is over.]

Hu Tao: [Yesss~~~ he actually kissed her! Unhinged victory!]

Charlotte: [Hydro Archon's purity… gone?!]

Lumine: [Those two went all in—I'm shaken! But his efforts weren't wasted.]

Klee: "What a pity! Aamon was beaten to death in the end!"

Jean: "_____"

Navia: "As expected of you Lady Furina, the Hydro element is so strong that I feel suffocated just looking at the picture!

Furina: "Obviously! I'm the Hydro Archon!"

Neuvillette: "......"

Yae Miko: "Aamon was not well prepared this time and was a bit too reckless! I would definitely not be like him!"

Ningguang: "Impulsive Also, I don't know what talent he will get in the next simulation. I hope he won't get the reckless one again!"

Hu Tao: "I'm looking forward to the next simulation!"

Furina: "Aamon.....if Aamon dares to confess to me again. I will beat him to death!"

Watching the screen prompt after the simulation ends.

The number of comments in the live broadcast room gradually increased.

And now? Everyone was started to make fun of him.

To put it simply he is a living Laugh stock now. Likewise, even I am looking forward to Aamon's next simulation.

The next simulation won't be just entertainment. It'll be judgment.

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Sunlight streaked through Palais Mermonia's towering windows.

Furina covered her heart and took several deeps breaths.

Finally as she had made up her mind, she nervously took out her itinerary from the drawer.

Her eyes dropped.

However~~~~

With just one glance, Furina was so frightened that she jumped up.

Like a frightened little rabbit, she ran into the quilt with a terrified look on her face.

Only a small head is exposed.

If someone was at the scene, they would definitely notice that Furina's cheeks were slightly flushed at this moment.

Meanwhile, the sun shines on the itinerary.

A few big words appeared on the screen: (Lady Furina, you are invited to perform at the Opera House next week!)

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Back in the creaky rental room, Aamon—still rattled by the memory of that kiss and the divine hydro element that followed—rubbed his chin, eyes fixed on the glowing system interface.

Who would have thought that in the end he actually kissed Furina? Not..me!?

It seem that being reckless sometimes works!

Aamon stroked his chin, amazed in his heart.

"So that's how it ended…"

"I kissed her. And got vaporized."

At the same time, the scene of himself being killed by a water element ball at the end of the simulation began to emerge in his mind.

"This is a bit strange!"

"Wait… could Furina really use elemental power like that?"

"Or was someone protecting her?"

Good job..it was indeed Neuvillette, protecting her in serect!

The water's embodiment… maybe the final failsafe.

"So I wasn't imagining things," Aamon muttered.

"She had backup watching her."

Thinking of this Aamon nodded and he understood it in his heart.

And now…

Without thinking about it too much, he set his eyes on the system interface again.

Aamon stared at the transparent blue system panel.

Simulated five months.

And now?

"System, what reward did I get from the simulation just now?"

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[Reward are being settled...]

[Please wait....]

[Ding! Reward settlement completed.]

[1. Five Months' Salary : Total: 3.5 million Mora.] Not bad for washing dishes in a storm of scandal.

[2. Five Months of Dishwashing experience.]

[3. Furina's Cheek Warmth : A fleeting sensation. Divine memory. Useless in trade or combat.]

[Note: You can only choose one of the three rewards!]

"These rewards are tragic," Aamon muttered.

He blinked at reward #3, his cheeks twitching.

"Face warmth? Seriously? I simulated five months, got slapped by hydro rage, and the system thinks that's a good memento?!"

Without hesitation, he rejected #3.

Too awkward to explain to a blacksmith when haggling for daggers.

That left two.

So…

Mora?

Or XP?

"I'll go with 1"

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With 3.5 million Mora freshly awarded, Aamon made the only logical decision a man with a simulated past and a haunted soul could make—

He ran to eat.

After five months of emotional whiplash, chaotic talents, and a bit of drama, fried fish and crispy chips called to him with a vengeance. He followed the simulation's old route, retracing his former life with cautious nostalgia, arriving at the restaurant run by the Boss lady who'd once ignited temptation.

After ordering a serving of fish and chips Aamon waited at his seat.

Ten minutes passed.

At the same time, the restaurant owner stared at Aamon's pretty face with a fiery eyes and for no reason she developed a fondness for him.

Why?

The heart that has been sealed for many years seems to be melting at this moment.(I understand now, this is why she took more than 70% of the whole novel)

She just pulled down her clothes, brought out the fish and chips from the kitchen and delivered them to him personally.

Moreover, she sat openly opposite at Aamon, showing many unspeakable part.

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The deep V necklace appeared in Aamon's eyes.

It was the invitation.

At the same time, the Boss lady opposite also spoke: "Handsome guy....."

""Tell me, do you have an appointment next week?"

"If not… well… I happen to have two front-row seats to the opera."

"Care to join me? I promise the show won't be the only thing keeping you enchanted."

She said it sweetly. Boldly. Seductively.

Aamon blinked.

The Boss lady looked at Aamon coquettishly.

After saying this she squeezed her big breasts.

How could any guys miss such benefits? Not to mention Aamon was just an ordinary person without any vision.

After feasting his eyes, he finally thought about the important things.

So he asked the Boss lady, "Why does it had to be next week?"

"Not now?"

Aamon was a little confused! No...too confused.

At this moment, the Boss lady obviously misunderstood Aamon or not.

She smiled lightly, learned forward slightly and said: "Oh my~ look how anxious you are,"

"That's definitely not possible now, handsome."

"Because the Opera House? Mmm, it's closed."

"You'll just have to wait until after Lady Furina's grand performance next week…"

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Aamon was stunned, then his eyes widened in disbelief. Furina has a performance next week?

"I'll come find you next week," he replied, his eyes flickering with anticipation.

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