bookbashuk Chapter 12 Alan and Estádio
Chapter 12 Alan and Estádio
"Now that the direction has been decided, there's no time to lose."
Himeko put down her coffee cup, and a faint water stain was already imprinted on the table at the bottom of the cup.
She looked at everyone, her tone regaining its usual competence and gentleness.
Nguyen Mai nodded slightly: "I'll go prepare."
Before leaving, he didn't forget to glance at Hoshino.
The look in his eyes was as if he were looking at some rare treasure—in a scientific sense.
Sister Ruanfan, could you please tone down that look in your eyes?
You're making me feel like a lab rat about to be sliced up in your lab. It's giving me goosebumps!
Lying on the bed, feeling the intense gaze directed at him, Shihoshi felt a chill run down his spine.
Even though I know it's for the plot, it's still pretty creepy to be stared at like that.
She instinctively tried to shrink her neck, but the slightest movement caused her bones to crack repeatedly!
Everyone: "..."
star:"……"
Shirohoshi: "..."
……
The air froze again, and everyone's eyes fell on her.
"Wh...what was that sound?" March 7 swallowed hard. The sound was somewhat familiar, and she had a vague idea of what it was.
"It sounded like bones breaking," Xing said.
"Aaaaaah! Why did her bones break so easily?! They're so fragile!!"
……
"Shall we go back to the train now?"
After everyone examined Hoshino's entire body again, Hoshino said.
He scratched his head, looked at Himeko, and then at Walter Yang.
"Everyone's tired, and my sister needs a good rest too. The beds here are nice, but nothing compares to the comfort of our train berths!"
The star looked towards the star.
"To make it easier to distinguish... from now on, please call me Hoshino."
"Doriboshi?"
"Does it mean anything?" Dan Heng asked.
Hoshi looked at everyone with dead fish eyes.
My original name was 㳉.
I was transported to become a star.
Why does the name "㳉星" have a meaning?
Let me tell you, in a parallel universe, the star is actually called 㳉?
"It doesn't have any special meaning, I just picked it randomly..."
she says.
"Is that so?"
Everyone stopped worrying about the name and instead engraved the name "㳉星" in their minds.
……
In Xing's heart, she had naturally come to regard Xing as one of her own, and the thought that "she must be brought home to be safe" was extremely strong.
Walter Young adjusted his glasses and thought for a moment: "This name... is fine too."
He paused for a moment.
"Ms. Black Swan needs rest and recuperation. The investigation into further clues deep within her memories can wait until we return to the train. Besides..."
He glanced at Hoshino, who was still somewhat weak.
"Compared to the cold, impersonal medical equipment on the space station, the hot soup Pam prepared on the train and our own beds are definitely more suitable for resting."
"After all, Little Planet has the existence of 'Abundance,' so these medical devices... aren't of much use right now." Himeko looked at Little Planet gently.
"It does recover quickly... but it's also very brittle..." Xing added.
I also thought of a hellish guy.
Want Want Crispy Ice Cream...
The crowd fell silent, indicating their agreement.
Thus began Xiang Hao's massive "transportation of the wounded" operation.
Considering Hoshino's current physical condition, although she is no longer likely to die suddenly, she is still a fragile item that needs to be handled with care.
On March 7th, he volunteered to borrow the space station's newest anti-gravity medical bed (which was actually just a floating stretcher), while Xing nervously directed the operation from the side, afraid that it might bump or hurt itself.
"Slow down, slow down! The left side is too high! March, stop swaying!"
"I wasn't shaking! It was the wind! The wind was blowing!"
"Where's the wind coming from on the space station?! It's clearly your hand shaking!"
The two girls, bickering and arguing, helped Hoshi onto the stretcher, their movements more careful than defusing a bomb.
Dan Heng stood silently to the side, holding the blood-stained, unwashed coat that Hoshino (actually given to him by Hoshino) had worn...
His eyes were fixed on the right cuff of the coat, which had disappeared, replaced by a torn, blood-stained ripped cuff.
His heart skipped a beat...
Himeko and Walter Young brought up the rear.
The black swan gracefully floated to the side, seemingly quite interested in this scene full of everyday life.
Surrounded and carried by a group of people on the way to the platform, Hoshino felt...
How embarrassing.
One of the three great illusions in life: I might be a princess.
With this kind of entourage, someone who didn't know better would think it was a head of state on an official tour.
If you add some background music, you could walk the red carpet right away.
Please don't do this, family members...
I'm just physically weak, not paralyzed. I'd be happy to have a wheelchair so I can glide around on my own!
To be publicly humiliated like this in the street, don't I have any dignity?!
And on March 7th, your hands were shaking so badly! I almost fainted on the stretcher!
Although she was internally ranting and raving, even imagining the embarrassing scene of herself vomiting because she was dizzy on the stretcher, Hoshino's face still maintained that half-dead, even somewhat "melancholy and fragile" expression.
This, on the contrary, aroused even greater sympathy from the passing clerks.
"Oh my god... is that the seriously injured person everyone's been talking about? He even looks a bit like Miss Hoshi..."
"It looks so pitiful... to be injured like that..."
"I heard it was blown up by some unknown force; it's a miracle they survived..."
"Shh, stop talking. Even Lady Black Tower has to personally receive her; let's not gossip..."
Whispers reached her ears, and Hoshino felt the stretcher was even hotter.
Stop talking about it!
Please, just shut up! I'm so embarrassed!
She simply pulled her coat up high, covering most of her face, leaving only her gray eyes visible, pretending to be afraid of the light or tired.
This scene, as seen by Xing, was interpreted in a new way.
"My sister must have been upset by those words."
Xing lowered his voice and spoke to March 7th.
"Why are these people so gossipy? Don't they know the wounded need quiet? If anyone says another word, I'll give them an Ultraman flying kick!"
March 7th nodded repeatedly: "Exactly! That's so rude!"
㳉星：?
Ultraman Flying Kick?
She stared intently at Xing and whispered, "Could this be used to perform the Ultraman Kick...?"
"You really want to see it?"
Mohoshi remained silent for a while.
Then he nodded.
Xing pretended to kick those clerks.
I was immediately stopped by March 7th. (Oh my god, I typed March 3rd instead of March 7th! This damn input method.)
"You actually kicked it!"
Upon seeing this, Shihoshi's deadpan face finally revealed a faint smile.
But it quickly returned to normal.
However, Dan Heng happened to see it.
His mood improved somewhat.
It seems...
Even after all that has happened.
Xing's amazing brain circuits did not disappear.
It's good that nothing has changed...
Hoshi closed his eyes.
This persona is firmly established; it'll be difficult for him to turn things around.
Just as this group of people were drawing attention as they walked through the long corridor of the main control section...
Two familiar figures suddenly appeared ahead.
Defense Section Chief Alan, and Space Station Commander Estella.
They seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. Upon seeing the train crew (mainly the "second star" lying on the stretcher), the anxiety on their faces immediately turned into a quick step forward.
"Dear anonymous passengers, please wait a moment!"
Alan's voice was unusually louder.
Before Xing and the others could react...
Estella had already run to the stretcher with small, quick steps. Her eyes, which always held a hint of pride, were now filled with worry.
"When I first saw that the injured person looked exactly like Miss Hoshi, I was worried... so I've been waiting here."
She was somewhat incoherent, her gaze shifting back and forth between Hoshi and Hoshi.