Ruan Mei begged me to go back? I can't go back anymore

Especially those believers who are willing to dedicate everything to the Amber King Krippo.

So Kafka trusted Topa's words for the time being.

He also bet his last bit of trust in Elio on it.

After all, maybe I misunderstood it from the beginning.

Topa did not do anything to his own Hayami, nor did he commit an unforgivable crime by imprisoning him.

Elio told him her name as information.

It was to guide myself to find her and Zhang Zhang.

Then use the power of accounts.

——Found the early fog!

………………

"Please, please have some tea."

Topa respectfully served Kafka expensive and luxurious hot tea.

There were still scars on her wrists from being shackled for a long time.

It hurts, but it doesn't make people want to retaliate.

Kafka eventually freed her after all, and for some reason the woman asked to go with her and her ship.

How could Topa dare to offend this god of death?

And Topa's "pig life" is still in her hands.

While holding the trembling Zhao Zhao in her arms, Kafka read the information about Topal's destination, the planet Yalilo-VI.

Antimatter Corps... Cold Wave... City Builders...

Star Core...Great Guardian...

So far, it's pretty normal.

But suddenly the tone of the intelligence changed, and a long article was used to describe how Yalilo-VI was full of silver-haired beautiful girls and boys.

What a mess!

But if this is Topa's interest.

This leads to the saying “what the superiors like, the subordinates will follow”.

Then Kafka's slight regret for misunderstanding Topa and attacking her could disappear without any burden.

After all, she is also a potential juvenile offender.

After reading to the end, some important information finally caught Kafka's attention.

It made her eyelids twitch and her tone became gritted.

"Starry Sky...Train!?"

"Jizi, I see..."

"Why didn't I think it would be you!"

………………

"Coffee please, Mother."

"Yeah." Ji Zi smiled and nodded, her eyes full of sweetness and tenderness.

And in front of her was Zao Wu, who was dressed like a young nobleman.

Under Ji Zi's gentle gaze, the boy's cheeks blushed slightly, and he shyly offered the coffee he had carefully prepared.

Longing for mother's satisfactory evaluation.

Because that’s what drives him.

Longing to see my mother's happy expression.

Because that is his happiness.

Ji Zi took the coffee that Zao Wu brought to her with both hands. Before she even tasted it, she could smell the rich aroma and the warmth that penetrated her heart.

Without hesitation, she took a sip and then paused.

Hayami couldn't help but pinch the corner of her clothes and asked nervously.

"What, what's wrong, mother?"

"It is too sweet."

"Hey, but I didn't put any sugar or condensed milk..."

Ji Zi raised her eyes, and the reflected sunlight fell on her cheek, illuminating the bright and stunning face of the red-haired woman.

"I mean Hayami, you're so sweet."

"...!"

Jizi slowly placed the coffee cup on the coffee table.

Then he stretched out his hands and helped the blushing and bewildered Zao Wu.

Tenderly embraced...