Four Split Personalities

"This is the latest battle report."

Yu Chen, who hurried into the command room, let out a soft breath, wiped the fine sweat off her forehead with her small hand, then bent over to place a stack of freshly generated feedback from the mainframe in front of Motan. She then instinctively pressed his shoulder, whispering, "I just saw Lian entering instruction cards. She... is amazing. In the blink of an eye, she appeared, and then in another blink, she disappeared."

Motan casually took the brief battle report, flipping through it casually as he replied in a reassuring tone, "It’s alright, I have indeed heard rumors that the girl Lian is an athlete."

This was definitely the truth, because Motan didn’t know much about Lian·Yuan Rui. Although he knew she was an Epic Tier shadow master skilled in various assassin techniques, that was only something ’heard’ from Foster’s report and her resume.

If he hadn’t met her, then naturally, it was a ’rumor’ that he ’heard of.’

Since she’s an Epic Tier shadow master, calling her an ’athlete’ shouldn’t be a problem. After all, athletes generally have good physical fitness and can run fast, and shadow masters naturally have outstanding physical fitness and speed, so his statement wasn’t wrong at all.

"I... I also often exercise with morning runs!"

Yu Chen pouted and waved her little fist vigorously, declaring firmly, "Next time I’ll run over!"

"No need, I’ve already calculated your speed. Just go as you are, don’t give me extra work."

Motan gave a soft smile, then his gaze suddenly sharpened: "Wait a minute!"

Yu Chen immediately panicked. From the moment Motan entered the command room, he had exuded a calm, tranquil aura, which kept her from getting overly nervous and gradually allowed her to relax.

But then Motan’s expression suddenly changed after reading the battle report! This instantly threw Yu Chen into panic.

Suddenly, countless messy negative thoughts exploded in the girl’s mind!

Was it because she was too slow and revealed a flaw?

Was it because the opponent used a tactic Motan hadn’t anticipated?

Was it because she accidentally messed up the order of entering instruction cards?

Was it because the two professionals were overwhelming Motan in a two-on-one, and she, the amateur, couldn’t offer any help?

[It seems I am too overconfident, even though Motan wanted to perform well, but because of my stubbornness... Even though Luna said it might not be my fault for holding him back, but...]

The overwhelmed girl’s face flushed alternately red and white, and finally, in a whirl of confusion, she forcefully pressed Motan’s face, turning his increasingly grim expression towards her, and seriously said, "Very handsome!"

Motan: "...Huh?"

"I mean —"

Yu Chen suddenly leaned close to Motan, so close that they could almost feel each other’s breath. She seriously said, "I think you, Motan, are very handsome! Sitting here is handsome! Usually, too, you’re handsome! Even if it’s not the kind of handsome... Ah, I don’t mean you’re not handsome. I just... Ugh!"

Finally, using up all her courage, the young girl lowered her hands, pouting like a little puppy, her big watery eyes beginning to fill with mist, and she started sniffing.

Motan blinked twice and experienced about three seconds of a frozen state. After quickly sorting out information and drawing a conclusion, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, regaining a serious expression, clenched the battle report tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Let’s not talk about that for now, Yu Chen. I have something very important to confirm with you!"

"I..."

On the verge of tears, the girl bit her lip and murmured with her eyes downcast, "I don’t know if I can explain clearly..."

"I believe in you."

Motan gently patted Yu Chen’s shoulder, comforting her softly, then asked gently, "When you go for a morning run, do you dress warmly?"

Yu Chen: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Motan’s expression grew increasingly serious. Not only that, but he even stood up, waving his arms as if running: "I mean, when you do morning runs... do you, um... pay attention to keeping warm?"

Yu Chen: (O_O)

Fearing his description was not subtle enough, Motan added, "I mean, although aerobic exercise is good for health, running... tends to make you sweat. And when a light breeze blows, it’s easy to catch... catch a cold."

Yu Chen: "..."

Motan’s voice gradually lowered, his gaze unconsciously shifting: "How should I say this, this matter... Yu... Yu Chen?"

"Heya!!!"

With a high-pitched cry like a young beast’s roar, Her Highness the Saintess’s boot met the top of a Priest of the Church of the Dawn’s shoe, very intimately.

"Ow!"

Caught off guard and ferociously stomped on the foot, even though Yu Chen’s power attribute wasn’t high, Motan felt a jolt of pain akin to an electric shock spreading from bottom to top, and it seemed that the power of that step was not adjusted by the system.

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