I'm on the Ark, and I start out as Gretchen.

Looking at her friend who was bullying the little girl, Saria couldn't bear to watch and said...

"Alright, alright, let's stop fooling around for now. Let me introduce myself. My name is Muelseth, and I'm an elf, but I'm not a bad person! So, little sister, what are you in such a hurry to buy?"

Upon hearing this, Muirsey withdrew her hand and introduced it to Gretchen with a smile.

“Hmm…but bad people don’t admit they’re bad people.” After hearing Muirseth’s self-introduction, Gretchen gently rubbed her blushing cheeks and added earnestly.

"?..."

"Isn't that how it is???"

Gretsch looked at the elf girl in front of her, whose fist was gradually clenching, and asked sincerely with an innocent expression.

"……Is such that."

Although she was a little angry, after meeting the little girl's innocent eyes, Muirsey remained silent for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and helplessly uttered this sentence.

"Well……"

Watching Muirses's appearance, Gretchen's expression remained calm, but a hint of a smile flashed quickly in her large violet eyes.

"Although I don't know if you're a good person or a bad person, sister, you are..."

Since you've told me your name, let me introduce myself.

“My name is Gretchen, and I’m a painter. It’s nice to meet Sister Muirsay, and also…”

At this point, Gretchen cast a questioning glance at Saria, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"My name is Saria."

Although somewhat frustrated by the shift in the topic, Saria still gave her name after noticing Gretsch's gaze.

"Yes, it's nice to meet Muirsey and Sister Seria."

Upon hearing this, Gretchen gently nodded her head and then finished speaking.

"Hmm, it's nice to meet you. I hope you won't be biased, little one. But how old are you? And you call yourself a painter?"

Although she had just been annoyed by the little guy in front of her, Muirsay wasn't going to hold a grudge over it.

"I'm very good at drawing."

"Hmph, I don't believe it!"

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the other side……

When Möbius returned to the lab and continued to work on a pile of data and experiments, he suddenly remembered a flaw in the plan that wasn't really a flaw.

That is... she notified and guided the three parties, but it seems she left out Ifrit, the person in question... she didn't inform her of tomorrow's plans at all.

"What a nuisance..." Although he said that, Mebius's body betrayed him by putting down the documents in his hand, closing his slightly sore eyes, and starting to connect with Sakura in his mind.

There's no need for her to go there herself, but she could have someone deliver some messages or something...

……

$Ⅱ*&^叭∨⒍+久/屋@酒、≡三,,△澪+)(*^ⅶ|扣夋：?>!~

After dealing with this minor matter, Mebius blinked his gradient-colored snake eyes, but instead of immediately picking up the documents, he pondered other things in his mind.

For example... when exactly will Christensen get her some assistants...?

The workload for researching agents for mineral disease will only increase as time goes on.

In the early stages, Mebius could manage on her own, but as the amount of data and documents she needed to organize increased, she would need some assistants to avoid wasting time.

After all, she couldn't create a Klein for herself in a short time... If she could, she wouldn't have so many concerns now.

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After some casual chatting, playful banter, and questioning, Saria and Muirse finally figured out the specifics of the little guy who looked like a runaway princess.

"Müllseth, I'll leave Gretsch to you. It's almost time, I'm going to continue my investigation." After glancing at the time and realizing it was getting late, Saria turned to the two who were playfully bickering and said.

"Hey! How could you do this? Saria, you actually want to abandon me!"

Muels, who was joking around with Gretchen, was stunned when she heard Saria's words, and then immediately began to complain.

"Time is of the essence, and I'm not good at taking care of children. You and Gretchen get along well, so I'll have to trouble you with this."

Upon hearing this, Saria gently shook her head and explained with a serious expression.

It should be noted that, because of her encounter with Gretel, Saria, who originally only planned to rest here briefly and gather information with Muerses, has already wasted a considerable amount of time.

"Alright then, I'll take care of Gretsch. These kinds of things really do have to be handled by me!" After hearing her friend's explanation and sensing the seriousness in it, Muirsey stopped joking and nodded in agreement.

"Well, then I'll leave first."

Upon hearing this, Saria nodded slightly to Muerseth and Gretsch, then stood up to leave.

But just then, a small, snow-white hand suddenly grabbed her hem, stopping her from leaving.

P.S.: I overestimated myself. These past few chapters, I've posted some but not all of them... Oh well, there will be other opportunities later. Also, everyone, please don't guess or suggest how to unlock Ellie's character anymore. It was decided a long time ago; she'll be in the next volume.

Chapter 134 The Little Girl's Dilemma

"Ok?"

Saria, who had stopped walking, looked at Gretchen with some confusion.

"Sister Saria, please take a rest... don't overwork yourself."

Faced with Saria's questioning gaze, Gretchen spoke earnestly with a small expression.

Although the person in front of her hid their fatigue well and didn't show any extra expression on their face, the little girl still noticed.

“Saria, you really should get some rest. Even the children can see how tired you are.” After hearing Gretsch’s words, Muirsay’s eyes flashed with surprise at first, and then she quickly agreed.

"Well...I see."

Ignoring her friend's agreement, Saria stared at Gretsch for a moment before nodding gently in response.

"Well... goodbye, Sister Saria."

Seeing that Saria had agreed, Gretchen released her hand from Saria's hem and waved.

"Goodbye."

As soon as she finished speaking, Saria truly didn't linger this time and quickly disappeared around the street corner.

……

"Little Gretchen, do you like Saria that much?"

"Everyone's gone far away..." Mules said, looking at Gretchen, who was still watching Saria disappear around the corner. She couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

"Hmm, I like it..."

Although her little face was still being pinched, Greta answered truthfully in a low voice.

"That's really strange. Now that Saria is gone, tell me properly what you like about her!" Muirse released her hand, puffed out her cheeks, and asked somewhat irritably.

"Because, Sister Seria's color is very pretty."

Greta gently rubbed her slightly reddened cheeks and answered earnestly with a small expression.

"Color? The color of Saria's clothes?"

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Muirsey's face. Clearly, she hadn't expected this answer.

"It's not the color of her clothes... it's the color of Saria's clothes. Her colors are beautiful and make people feel at ease."

Seeing Muirsey's surprised expression, Gretchen blinked her big eyes gently, and finally chose to explain in more detail rather than simply answering with "color is color" as usual.

"Ok?"

After listening to the little girl's fairly detailed explanation, Muirsey gently touched her chin, and her expression soon became subtle.

"Little Gretchen, do you have some special ability that allows you to see other people's character... No, that's impossible, I'm not a bad person!!"

Muirsey had initially wondered if Gretsch had some ability to judge other people's character... but before she could finish speaking, she suddenly realized something and abruptly changed the subject.

After all, if it were confirmed that the little girl had such an ability, wouldn't that confirm that she was a bad person?! No way, she, Muelseth, is a good person!

"Hmm..." Looking at Muelseth, who was still preoccupied with whether someone was good or bad, a flicker of guilt quickly crossed Gretsch's large violet eyes. She then changed the subject:

"It's getting late, I need to go shopping some more... I promised Tarua I'd go home early tonight."

"...Never mind, let's not dwell on it. What is little Gretchen going to buy? I can go with you, and I can bring it back to you later." Upon hearing this, Muelseth, whose mind was rather unconventional, quickly abandoned the previous topic and asked with some curiosity.

After all, they've been chatting for quite a while now, and Miss Elf still hasn't figured out what this cute little guy in front of her wants to buy.

"I don't know... because there are so many people who want to give gifts, and there are quite a few I haven't decided on yet." Meeting Muirsey's curious gaze, Gretchen gently shook her head and then explained.

"Oh, so you're buying a gift for someone else."

After hearing Gretchen's explanation, a look of understanding appeared on Muirsey's face. Then, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile:

"It looks like there are quite a few. In that case, let me, your older sister, give you some advice!"

"Eh, won't this be too much trouble for Sister Muerses? You and Sister Saria both seem very busy... If you're only worried about my safety, then it's really not necessary..."

To be honest, Gretchen admits that she is currently caught in a dilemma and struggling with her decision...

In the past, the little girl wouldn't have wanted to be entangled with Muirsey and act together, as that would be troublesome and make it inconvenient to purchase many things.

However, when she first heard the word "offer advice," she shamefully became tempted.

"Of course it's no trouble! And it's not just about your safety. I've been busy for several days, it's time for me to go shopping and relax." Hearing this, Muirsey smiled and patted the little girl's snow-white shoulder.

"Well, then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Muirsey."

Looking at the happy elf lady in front of her, Gretchen's eyes showed a hint of helplessness, and then she said softly.

"Let's go then! Come out and have some fun with your sister, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

"Ah."

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Structural Engineering Department, Möbius's office —

"咚咚-"

A crisp knock on the door announced that Möbius's usually quiet and deserted office had once again welcomed a guest—if one could even call him a guest…