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Sol understood what Big Herta meant, but pretended not to hear it. "Sure. The geniuses of the Genius Society are all outstanding. I've been wanting to exchange ideas with them."
No problem if you refuse = I hope you refuse.
Among the few geniuses, the only one who might prompt Big Herta to imply something like that was probably Ruan Mei, the life research fanatic.
Was she unwilling to share her deeply cooperative partner with a friend?
Or was she afraid he'd be drained dry—worried about his safety, worried it would cut into research time?
"Fine, I'll pass the message along," Big Herta said casually, curling her lips. "It'll be at Herta Space Station. Those nearby will attend in person. Those who can't conveniently show up will participate via projection."
"Ruan Mei is a fanatic when it comes to life research. You'd better keep yourself clean, lest it delay your research progress—or leave your body insufficient to meet my needs."
She felt it necessary to make things clear and protect the rights she deserved.
Since he was her only deeply cooperative partner, he ought to fulfill the responsibilities of a husband and ensure her physiological needs were satisfied.
After that, if he wanted to have his fun outside, she wouldn't say much.
After all, she was a progressive genius with advanced thinking.
"As for matters of the body, you can rest assured," Sol said, feeling underestimated. "I always have abundant energy. I can absolutely satisfy all internal demands."
"And I'm not some paramecium with nothing but dirty thoughts in my head. Don't think so poorly of me!"
He felt he was actually quite proper. It wasn't as if he was constantly thinking about sleeping with people.
He had plenty of male friends—Billy, Wise, Big Ben… and here, Sunday, Dan Heng, Aventurine, and the others. He got along with them just fine.
No, Aventurine didn't quite count as a male friend at the moment. For now, it was Lady Aventurine.
And he had purely platonic friendships with women too. Piper, Burnice, Caesar, Lucy, Koleda—he hadn't made a move on any of them. They were all innocent friends.
Big Herta's words were seriously underestimating him!
"Hm~"
Big Herta raised a brow, not believing him at all. "We reached a deep cooperation on the very first day we met. You were quite excited back then."
In her view, Sol was probably a person who just happened to have a brain growing on top of his lower half.
If Ruan Mei showed even the slightest interest, the two of them would likely stick together like glue immediately.
But that wasn't necessarily bad. Everyone had their own devoted hobby. Sol's little hobby was nothing serious in her eyes. It was only natural to yearn for beautiful things.
Compared to other renowned powerhouses, Sol's preferences were almost overly simple.
"..."
Sol found it hard to refute that.
Forming an intimate relationship upon first meeting made it difficult to prove the pure essence of his inner self, noble as the Noble Koi.
At the time, his thinking had been simple: free meat delivered to the door shouldn't be wasted, and Big Herta was indeed beautiful. As for being madly in love or completely ruled by desire—that truly wasn't the case.
Even now, his relationship with Big Herta was just that of ordinary lovers who got on the train first and bought the ticket later, waiting for time to deepen things.
But saying that out loud would be emotionally tone-deaf.
After thinking for a moment, Sol replied with high emotional intelligence, "That's because Miss Herta is too perfect. I couldn't help but feel drawn to you. It's hard for others to give me that feeling of love at first sight."
If he counted carefully, those who gave him love at first sight were only Nicole, Anby, and Miss Miyabi… The total really wasn't that many.
"I'll take that as you having good taste."
Big Herta snorted softly and lifted her chin proudly.
"Who am I? Of course I've got good taste."
Sol played along on the surface while secretly making a decision.
Even if Ruan Mei practically threw herself at him, he would at least wait until the second day before anything happened.
That would count as taking Big Herta's words to heart.
"Mm~ Then see you tomorrow!"
Big Herta nodded lightly. "Remember to wear that outfit. And make sure to come early—come straight to my office. I want to see you in the early hours of the morning."
She was still worried Ruan Mei might hook Sol too quickly.
Better to have her fill first. That way, during the noon meeting, Sol wouldn't have too many distracting thoughts.
"I'll use the Astral Express anchor point tonight."
The corner of Sol's mouth twitched slightly, but he readily agreed.
"Goodbye."
With the disappearance of that bright and cheerful voice, the call ended.
Sol leaned back on the sofa, thinking about what to bring.
If he was bringing either Jade or Topaz to hand over the company's compensation resources, he'd choose Topaz. She had prior experience collecting debts at Herta Space Station.
And a small gift for Big Herta—a purple-grade advanced magic book he had drawn earlier. For Big Herta, who dressed like a witch and was a research fanatic, a novel system should make for a nice little surprise.
And tomorrow, Lady Aventurine would be arriving as well. There didn't seem to be much to arrange.
But considering the many recent affairs in Penacony, even with Sunday helping, Robin had been quite exhausted.
Sol decided to assign Aventurine to Sunday's side to help process those documents and further ease Robin's burden.
Given Aventurine's work experience at the Interastral Peace Corporation, she should be able to assist Sunday excellently in handling company-related matters.
Sol quickly sent out messages on his phone, making arrangements.
Mm, he also needed to tell Acheron that their desensitization therapy would be postponed by a day.
He suddenly felt a bit guilty. He had promised a refreshed first kiss every day, yet he was about to break that promise. He really was a bit of a scoundrel.
Checking the time, it was already around ten. It was about time to rest.
Instead of going to bed, Sol picked up his phone and sent goodnight messages one by one.
Acheron, Robin, Stelle, Silver Wolf, Firefly, Kafka, March 7th, Jade, Topaz…
Some relationships probably didn't warrant a message, but since it was just a casual gesture, it didn't matter. They were all friends—no harm in showing some concern.
A scoundrel's self-cultivation: even if you make mistakes, it's better than doing nothing at all.
He also chatted with male friends like Boothill and Dan Heng, seeing if they could find time to go out and have some fun.
With Boothill's rich life experience, he was bound to come up with a good idea.
And just then—
The door to the room was pushed open.
Sparkle stepped in lightly, a plastic mannequin in a gorgeous formal dress floating behind her.
She looked at Sol with a bright smile. "Darling, is this the surprise you prepared for me? Hurry up and change into this outfit. I can't wait anymore!"
Sol was still sending messages, not even lifting his head. "No. This is a formal outfit Big Herta gave me. I have to wear it tomorrow for a meeting."
Sparkle's eyes lit up in delight. "That makes it even more exciting! You're so naughty!"
"..."
Sol looked up at Sparkle, speechless for a moment.
Why were all of his partners so uniquely unconventional?
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