Bros
"I've transmigrated, without a doubt."
The surrounding architecture was antique and elegant. The bluestone pavement beneath his feet was dry and cool, carrying the slight dampness of the early morning.
Wangshu stood blankly on the spot, his mind a complete blank. One second ago, he was staying up late working overtime in his apartment; the next, he was placed in this strange, ancient street.
"Speak quickly! Who are you! Why are you in my house!"
A tender but forcibly fierce voice came from ahead. Wangshu focused his gaze and saw a girl of about eleven or twelve years old. Her long, blue-and-white hair was particularly striking under the sunlight.
She gripped a wooden stick, assuming a defensive stance. A pair of crimson eyes stared tightly at him. Her tender little face was written with vigilance, yet it couldn't hide that hint of panic.
Wangshu raised both hands. "Calm down, kid, I mean no harm."
"Who are you calling a kid!"
Although Cangcheng had always been the most prosperous resort in the Xianzhou Alliance, the Second Abundance War had not yet completely ended.
One had to be vigilant against Outworlders like this who suddenly appeared in other people's homes.
"I..."
Wangshu opened his mouth but didn't know where to start explaining. Say he came from another world? Who would believe that?
And with such antique architecture around, why was the little brat in front of him dressed so trendy? What era was this exactly? An alternate history?
Intelligence was insufficient, so how was he supposed to fabricate a reasonable identity?
[Joined 'Promising Future Chat Group' successfully]
Wangshu paused for a moment, then his back suddenly straightened.
Asta: "Welcome, newbie! Group status -1!"
That was it. Including Wangshu, there were only three people in the group. Besides Asta, the other was Jingliu.
"Answer quickly, or I'm going to call the Cloud Knights!"
Hah! Her Celestial Physique began to kick in. Little Jingliu poked Wangshu hard, causing the big guy in front of her to stumble back and sit down.
Cloud Knights? What a familiar title. Is it the background board from Honkai: Star Rail?
Then, what to do now was already very clear!
[Promising Future Chat Group]
Wangshu: "Help! Big shots, I've transmigrated, and now I'm cornered by a little brat with a wooden stick."
Asta: "What kind of child?"
Wangshu: "Looks about eleven or twelve years old 😭"
Asta: "...😥"
Asta: "Is it some special species? Or is the newbie's age also very small?"
No response. Asta's heart went cold. The newbie couldn't have been knocked out by the brat, right?
"W-Wait!"
Wangshu... naturally hadn't been knocked out. He sat on the ground, waving his hands hurriedly.
"Do you believe in time travel?"
Little Jingliu tilted her head. What travel?
"I'm actually a person from another world..." Wangshu explained.
"I don't care which world you're from. You didn't report to the Realm-Keeping Commission and trespassed in a private residence. Wait to be locked up for reform through labor!"
Jingliu raised her small face confidently. Probably discovering that the Outworlder in front of her was frail and weak, she lost her initial panic.
Going to prison at the start?
Wangshu was dumbfounded. To be honest, no one would believe him.
There was no other way. His eyes filled with affection. "Actually, I am your future lover. To save you from your future tragedy, I crossed endless time and space to come here."
By the way, among brats these days, is this kind of pickup line still popular? He hoped the brat in front of him was 'alternative'—although she did indeed look quite alternative...
"Do you take me for a three-year-old? You can even make up this kind of nonsense?"
Little Jingliu was somewhat displeased, but after thinking about it, she laughed out loud. Did she look like a fool?
"Then tell me, what is my name?"
"No, that question is too simple. Anyone can find out my, Jingliu's, reputation with a casual inquiry."
Little Jingliu muttered. Then what kind of difficult problem should she ask?
Birthday? That could also be found out with an inquiry.
She raised her snow-white little face. "Then tell me, what dish did my mother like to make for me the most in the past?"
Speaking of the name Jingliu, Wangshu was indeed very familiar with it, but... who the hell knew what Jingliu's mother liked to cook!
"If you can't answer," Jingliu spun a sword flower with the stick in one hand.
"I'll be sending you to the Realm-Keeping Commission for judgment."
[Promising Future Chat Group]
Wangshu: "@Jingliu, sorry, Lady Jingliu. I shouldn't have roasted you as a brat. For the sake of being members of the same group, let this lowly one off."
Jingliu: "?"
Jingliu: "...Did Your Excellency transmigrate to the Shackling Prison?"
Jingliu quickly looked around. Indeed, there wasn't a single soul. In the vast Shackling Prison, let alone Wangshu, she didn't even see the child the other party mentioned.
Wangshu's heart skipped a beat. Are you saying there's a second Jingliu?
It's over. Even an old otaku like himself had characters he didn't recognize.
Wangshu: "@Jingliu, Senior, what dish did your mother like to make for you the most?"
Jingliu: "..."
Wangshu: "Senior! I beg you!"
Jingliu: "Salted vegetable fried rice."
Asta: "..."
Pfft. Wangshu couldn't hold it back. Are you the Jingliu from that world? Why does it sound so miserable?
"Hey! Have you thought about how to explain yourself at the Realm-Keeping Commission?"
Wangshu snapped back to reality. Looking at the brat in front of him who possessed considerable strength, he could only flog a dead horse as if it were alive.
"It's salted vegetable fried rice, Jingliu."
As soon as the words fell, Little Jingliu's brain stopped turning. Her mother was very lazy when she was alive. Although salted vegetable fried rice wasn't unpalatable, her mother wouldn't let her tell anyone. This counted as a small secret of her own life.
He really knew!
Her tender little mouth stammered, "Did... did I even tell you this kind of thing in the future?"
Could it be that what this man said was true?
Jingliu carefully sized up the Outworlder. He didn't look bad, but with such a weak body, how did she, a genuine Xianzhou native, take a fancy to him?
"So, can you put the wooden stick down?"
Wangshu's chest still hurt now.
With a clatter, the wooden stick fell to the ground. Little Jingliu retreated with small steps.
"Um, wait for me a bit. My brain is a little messy right now?"
Wangshu looked up at the sky, mentally exhausted.
[Promising Future Chat Group]
Asta: "@Wangshu, Newbie, are you still alive?"
Wangshu: "Ah, I survived."
Asta: "What's the situation on your end?"
What situation? Wangshu looked at Little Jingliu aside, whose small face was flushed red. He tried to take a step closer, and Little Jingliu took a step back, her large, spirited eyes full of panic.
"Actually, I was joking before."
Wangshu explained. Jingliu bit her lower lip and nodded. "It's okay. I will accept this kind of thing as soon as possible."
"Rest assured, I will pass the adulthood qualification exam very quickly, but currently, I have no feelings for you."
"I really was joking."
Wangshu tried to salvage the situation.
"No need to explain. I, Lady Jingliu, am not a weakling who can't even accept this little thing."
Cheering herself up, Little Jingliu stopped retreating and stared seriously at the man in front of her.
Wangshu hesitated for a moment, squatted halfway down, leaned next to Jingliu, and—screenshot!
Wangshu: "It's roughly like this. Jingliu with a slightly blushing face and Wangshu.jpg"
Asta: "You were really bullied by a brat of this age?"
Asta: "Wait 🧐, is she bullying you, or are you bullying her?"
Asta: "Mr. Wangshu, you yourself better not be very old either."
Jingliu: "?"
Jingliu: "???"
Jingliu: "@Wangshu, ?????"
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