"Let's resume our vacation trip. Dock the Nibelungen at Schicksal Headquarters' Floating Island. After reporting for duty, we'll transfer to a Schicksal Aircraft and head to London, England."
Having reverted to her true appearance, Snow cracked her knuckles and settled into the captain's chair, issuing the order to set sail once more.
[Your will is being carried out. Course reset initiated.] The ship's mainframe swiftly responded to the Valkyrie's command.
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On the Schicksal Floating Island, father and daughter locked eyes in a silent standoff. The golden-haired Valkyrie finally blinked, her eyes growing dry.
"So what if you have a Soulium Body?" Snow huffed, stomping her high heel onto her father's toes.
"Hisss... So, what exactly do you plan to do in London, England?" Otto gasped, wincing from the pain but refusing to give up.
"Just a vacation trip. I've always been fascinated by British architecture... And lately, I've been reading up on European history and found the legends of King Arthur quite intriguing. It's the perfect excuse to do some on-site research during my break." The young woman narrowed her eyes, studying the man before her.
"...I see. You might stumble upon some unexpected discoveries then," Otto nodded thoughtfully, a faint smile playing on his lips as he watched his daughter. "Oh, and Rita is in London right now. If you find the British cuisine isn't to your liking, you can always look her up."
"Unexpected discoveries, you say? Now I'm starting to get curious..." A matching look of curiosity appeared on Snow's face.
"Then I'll be off, shall I?"
"Enjoy your trip, my daughter."
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As the two stepped out of the grand doors, joyful smiles lit up their faces.
That clueless old man doesn't realize what kind of monster he's unleashed upon London City... The budget for Kallen Fantasy is about to be completely wiped out...
Outside the gate, the girl's radiant smile captivated many passing Valkyries.
Tricking my daughter into working for free without needing to buy her a gift? Just selling Rita to cook for me? I'm winning big time!
At that moment, Otto felt like the First Emperor touching a live wire—he was absolutely rolling in wins. He even opened a bottle of '82 vintage red wine to celebrate.
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"You'll be gone for several months to a year? What are you going to be doing?" Kyuusyou asked, her gaze filled with confusion and concern.
"It's just a rough estimate. We don't fully understand how time flows differently in the Imaginary Tree and Sea Of Quanta compared to the real universe. I might pop back in any second, who knows?" Snow smiled slyly at her companion, clearly avoiding a direct answer.
"Tell me the truth—" The purple-haired girl reached out with her "guilty hands" and pinched Snow's cheeks, kneading them vigorously.
"Hmm... could it be that someone is panicking because they're about to lose their partner at night for a while, leaving them feeling empty, lonely, and cold?"
The golden-haired girl delivered this utterly inappropriate line with a perfectly serious expression and tone.
"It's okay, my darling—"
Snow's naturally icy hands, colder than humanly possible, wrapped around Kyuusyou's neck. The icy, silk-like touch slid across the purple-haired girl's skin, quickening her pulse.
"We can fill that empty heart of yours properly in the coming days—"
Snow pressed her body against Kyuusyou, the distance between them vanishing entirely. Her warm breath and the air from her nostrils brushed Kyuusyou's cheeks and the base of her ears, flushing them crimson. In such intimate proximity, the purple-haired girl could even catch the faint floral fragrance of Snow's long golden hair—a delicate scent that left her intoxicated.
"Mmm... mmm..." Kyuusyou hummed groggily, letting the golden-haired girl entwine her limbs around her until a cold sensation and a rasping sound brushed against her back.
"...What are you doing?! Snow! It's still daytime!!!" The purple-haired girl's startled shriek echoed through the private lounge of the Schicksal Aircraft. However, thanks to the cabin's excellent soundproofing, the crew members outside remained oblivious to the commotion within.
"So~ it's okay at night then?" Snow gently pushed the still-weak Kyuusyou onto the sofa and pinned her down.
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!!!" (Ninti, save me!) Kyuusyou, trapped beneath Snow's superhuman strength, struggled desperately.
The golden-haired girl, still pinning Kyuusyou down with one hand, simply snapped her fingers. The lounge lights immediately went out.
"Then now it's nighttime~" Snow's voice purred through the darkened room.
"Don't come any closer!!!"
The journey to London stretched long ahead—
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The blonde girl stepped off the plane, her face radiating vitality, as she dragged the shaky Houraiji Kyuusyou toward the black limousine awaiting them.
Ninti followed behind, cradling a cat and tilting her head in confusion at the stark contrast between the two figures ahead. She wondered why the two parents had locked themselves in the rest compartment during the flight. Simon Lailey, upon seeing the duo, smirked knowingly and let out a teasing whistle.
Greeting the trio was a maid with short, ash-gold hair and wine-red eyes that lingered curiously on Houraiji Kyuusyou.
"Long time no see... um... should I call you Irene or Rita now?" Snow asked, stepping forward to greet the maid.
"It's been a while, Lady Snow. Rita will do," the maid replied with a slight bow.
"Hello, Sister Irene~!" Ninti piped up from behind, holding up her orange tabby cat.
"Long time no see, little Ninti," Rita replied with a smile.
The maid's gaze then shifted to the purple-haired girl.
"You must be Miss Houraiji Kyuusyou. Overseer Otto mentions you quite often," Rita said, nodding at Kyuusyou.
"Ha! I don't even need to guess what he's muttering about. 'That little brat dares to hit on my daughter, does she?'" Kyuusyou rolled her eyes.
"Yes, Rita believes Lord Overseer's impression of you might need some adjustment—" The maid carefully sized up the young woman before her, whose legs were still trembling slightly and whose shoulders bore faint bruises.
"Miss Kyuusyou is probably the one who was hit on—" The maid nodded, as if confirming her suspicions.
"...Shut up!" Kyuusyou's face flushed crimson as the memory of being dominated by the blond-haired woman on the plane resurfaced.
"Ahem... Rita, I trust the accommodations are ready?" Snow smoothly changed the subject, her expression unwavering.
"Of course, honored guests. Please follow me." Rita nodded, guiding the group toward a waiting vehicle.
"Ah, right, Lady Snow... Lady Bianca is also at the Schicksal Residence... Hmm... She seems to have figured out who was behind that... 'good deed' in Dubai. She said she wishes to speak with you... personally."
"Bianca... Hmm, I think it's still not too late to jump out of this car (with conviction)."