Chapter 153 Chapter 153 Eden
Chapter 153 Eden
"...So it was for this matter?"
A trace of surprise appeared on "Eden's" face. To be honest, given her personality, there were very few things in the world that could move her.
She remained silent for quite a while, as if she had just digested the massive amount of information.
"'Kevin', I am very happy."
A gratified smile appeared on her face. Her wine-red hair cascaded down, and her entire person seemed enveloped in a warm and gentle atmosphere.
"Is that so?"
Kevin's gaze held a hint of hesitation, an expression rarely seen on him... no, this couldn't even be described as 'rarely seen'. In fifty thousand years, the number of times this man had shown such a look could be counted on one hand.
"You can be much more confident, Kevin."
A luxurious golden goblet appeared in Eden's hand at some point, her demeanor leisurely and languid.
A person's destiny is their character.
Whether it's memories or the already distant [heroes], when faced with the same choices, even without disaster, other things would appear to push them to their current circumstances.
Therefore, a person's destiny perhaps ultimately has only one form.
"Adam", possessing Eden's memory data and personality simulation, how could it not represent that Eden also gave him her approval?
"Kevin, you should take me to see that fortunate girl. After all, no matter how skilled a tailor is, they cannot weave clothes out of thin air. Don't you agree, my friend?"
Eden's voice seemed also steeped in fine wine, warm and gentle.
She did not want Kevin to dwell on meaningless matters. Focusing on the present was most important.
"Of course, let's go. You will like her."
Kevin stood up and extended an invitation to her. At this moment, he still had this bit of confidence. Pozëmka was not the type of personality that would make people feel aversion.
Moreover, Eden was always sufficiently tolerant, in every aspect...
...
Tea Hall,
"Hiss~ Who are you? How did you get in?"
Xi warily rose from the bamboo chair. Her jade-white dragon tail brushed against the bamboo chair, and her slender, delicate long legs were reflected on the pale yellow bamboo chair, dazzlingly bright.
Her greatsword had already appeared in her hand. One must never think that a shut-in only writes and paints. As long as she accumulates a few years' worth of exercise combined, dealing with most enemies is still not a problem.
It was a woman who appeared quite dignified and elegant. At least the first impression she gave wasn't bad; at least not the type that would make people feel immediate dislike.
But, to evade her perception... that was a huge problem. And it happened precisely at this time when Kevin wasn't here.
"Gah!"
A-Yao also stood up beside her feet, posturing aggressively, trying to appear as fierce as possible.
"Kevin, is it this young lady? Quite vigilant, very cute."
Eden covered her mouth with a light laugh, not holding any grudge against the other's unfriendly behavior.
"No, it's not her. But she counts as... a friend."
Seeing Kevin walk out from behind her, Xi finally let out a sigh of relief and tossed the sword into the ink marks as if sinking it into a lake bottom.
"Gah?!"
Not fighting? A-Yao tilted its head in confusion, then was swept aside by Xi's dragon tail.
"Shoo, shoo, go away over there. I told you to watch the door; you didn't even know a guest arrived. What's with all the posturing?"
A-Yao, staggered by the sweep, was bewildered. Clearly, its owner wasn't like this just a moment ago. How could she change faces so quickly?
"Ahem, Kevin, you know her?"
"Mn, a friend I just brought back. Eden."
This utterance of 'friend' came much more smoothly; at least Kevin didn't hesitate in the slightest when saying it.
"Eden, pleased to meet you."
Eden extended her hand.
Xi looked at Eden, who was full of affinity. The aloofness and unfamiliarity in her eyes softened somewhat.
"Xi, staying here as a guest."
"Kevin, Kevin, I... Eh? We have a guest?"
Smooth pink hair entered Eden's field of vision first, adding a touch of warmth to this antique-style tea hall.
Pozëmka held two pieces of clothing in her hands—Kevin's usual casual wear and one of her own.
She looked somewhat surprised at the graceful and dignified Eden. This kind of temperament wasn't something ordinary people possessed. Moreover, she felt like she had seen her somewhere before?
The combination of wine-red hair and perfect features wasn't something easily forgotten. But upon careful thought, she couldn't dredge up the corresponding memory from her mind.
Maybe she remembered wrong?
"My name is Eden. You must be the beautiful Miss Pozëmka that Kevin spoke of. Indeed, he doesn't lie."
"Ah? Not at all... Eden... Eden? Hiss—"
Dead memories were reawakened. Pozëmka seemed to remember now: Eden... Eden... bar... record!
"That's right, just as you think. But, calm down a little."
Kevin's words confirmed Pozëmka's guess in her heart, but he also gave a reminder at the same time. After all, "Kevin" could indeed understand that feeling of fervor for Eden.
So he had to give advance warning.
"Eden, pleased to meet you. Kevin, do you know how to read minds?"
Pozëmka was somewhat puzzled. She hadn't said anything yet; how did Kevin predict it directly?
He had so many abilities; having mind-reading didn't seem strange either.
"That's Aponia's specialty. I just saw your eyes."
"Eyes?"
"The same look as 'me' back then."
Skipping school to go watch Eden's concert—Kevin and Su were definitely not unique cases in the world.
"No need to mind, Miss Pozëmka. Just some trivial matters. May I take your measurements? Kevin asked me to come this time for some other more important matters."
Su had told Eden about the embarrassing stories from when he and Kevin were together. But from the time Eden met Kevin, he was already that trustworthy Amiya figure. It was truly hard to imagine what it would be like to have such a man as a fan.
"Take measurements? For making clothes?"
She couldn't think of any other use for taking measurements besides this. But she clearly wasn't lacking clothes?
She hadn't even worn all the clothes she bought last time in Lungmen yet.
"Eden is the world's best fashion designer and tailor. You won't be disappointed."
Kevin crossed his arms. At least on Earth in the Previous Era, this praise was well-deserved. Even the Flame-Chasers' outfits were entrusted to her for design. Eden's skill was impeccable.
"You flatter me. I am just an ordinary tailor. Designing clothing is more just out of interest."
"Heh."
Hearing Eden's reply, Kevin neither affirmed nor denied it. Anyone who believed such words would truly be a fool.
Just like how Kalpas regarded Eden's voice as noise but similarly never doubted her expertise in this area—he was reckless, but no one ever thought he was stupid.
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