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[Side Quest Progress Changes]
[Tifeng's Boyfriend Test: 38%]
"I wish you could stay like this forever." Typhon propped his cheek up, his face slightly flushed.
Mochizuki Oboro handed the notebook to Tifeng: "If you like this one, I'll print it out and give it to you later."
The main characters in the work are Typhon and Epsilon.
This work is much more comfortable to watch than the previous inconsistent work.
"A...a gift for us?" Typhon carefully accepted it.
"This is just a sketch now; it will be refined later," Mochizuki Oboro added.
"Thank you." Typhon lowered his head shyly. "Even though it wasn't just for me, I'm still very happy."
"By the way, did Epsilon mention it to you?"
Tsutsumi chuckled, "What did you mention?"
"I won't go to the cafeteria at noon because she tried making bento boxes."
"..."
Younger sisters are the most annoying creatures in the world. They're not only noisy and domineering, but they also try to steal their older sisters' treasures.
If given a choice, Typhon would certainly impose loving sanctions on Epsilon.
……
Noon, rooftop.
This place is a well-known filming location for various campus-themed movies and TV shows, and countless classic scenes have been created here.
Sweet and romantic couple bento boxes, passionate and intense hand-to-hand combat, all sorts of aerial acrobatics... In some adult-oriented works, you can even see pure and fiery intertwining.
However, very few students come up to the rooftop of Finis Academy. Since the school provides a place to openly enjoy lunch and relax in the afternoon rest room, naturally not many people would go to the rooftop under the midday sun.
Fortunately, the weather in April wasn't too hot, and today was a cloudy day, so Mochizuki and Ipsilon were able to sit still.
"Let me introduce today's lunch." Ipsilon mysteriously took out the lunchbox, looking quite serious.
When interacting with other people, Epsilon would address Mochizuki Oboro as "senpai" (senior), and she did so online as well.
However, in order to create his own differentiated track, when they get along offline, Epsilon will use the cheating term "brother".
"Ta-da~" Ipsilon manually added sound effects as she opened the exquisite bento box: "Everything my brother ordered is inside~"
Stir-fried eggs with tomatoes, Mapo tofu, stir-fried corn kernels with diced ham... these are all simple home-style dishes that are not difficult to make.
Unsure of Epsilon's actual skill level, Mochizuki Oboro adopted a conservative strategy to avoid turning herself into a Breaking Bad master and tasting hellish cuisine.
Ipsilon's bento box was exactly the same as Mochizuki Oboro's, except that it was a little smaller. Even the design of the bento box was a clever choice to match the other box – apart from the pattern, hers was blue and Mochizuki Oboro's was white.
Taking into account the diverse eating habits of the students, Finis Academy thoughtfully provides free food warming and heating devices, so the bento box in Ipsilon's hand is now at the perfect temperature for eating.
“I’ll feed my brother that first bite, it’ll be so memorable,” Ipsilon said, picking up the spoon. “What would you like to try first?”
"Tofu, please."
"Open your mouth~" Epsilon was delighted with the successful feeding: "How does it taste?"
It can't compare to the highly skilled chefs in the cafeteria, but it's still pretty good. Above average.
“That’s good,” Mochizuki Oboro affirmed.
Epsilon, being very sensible, didn't play any word games. Instead, she handed the lunchbox to Mochizuki Oboro and they began to eat together.
However, there are some minor issues.
"What is that spoon?"
"It's mine." Ipsilon snuggled closer to Mochizuki Oboro, winking cutely, "I haven't used it yet, brother won't mind, right?"
This is deliberately seeking an opportunity for an indirect kiss.
Ipsilon made no attempt to conceal anything.
"It's fine as long as you don't mind." Mochizuki Oboro picked up her cutlery.
Leaving aside the others, Mochizuki Oboro wouldn't dwell on these matters. If she really wanted to, Eri would definitely be the first one to be settled, followed by Tiamat.
Not long after they started eating together, the two heard footsteps coming from the stairs.
Typhon, with a piece of bread in his mouth, pushed open the door and joined the battle—a writing lunch that was in fact a war—without expression.
Clearly, she chose the convenience store today.
"Good afternoon, sister~ I'm having lunch with my brother, you won't be jealous, will you?" Epsilon asked innocently.
"Ha ha ha ha ha."
Typhon glanced at the lunchboxes in their hands: "How can I let my dear sister keep suffering? I'll take over making them tomorrow."
When there are no external enemies, sisters are the biggest rivals.
"My sister will definitely make a bento that will satisfy my brother, right?"
"Of course, I can easily match your level..."
Typhon's words caught in his throat.
Ruined.
"Are you deliberately trying to get me to make a wish?" Typhon's eyes were filled with only annoyance at his cunning sister.
“Little Ip doesn’t know.” Ipsilon swayed gently. “When I made bento for my brother, I thought it would be terrible, but it turned out to be passable.”
It's an anti-wish machine constitution.
Caught between the two best friends, Mochizuki Oboro remained unmoved and continued eating.
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Chapter 96: Aboveboard
School District 19.
Art galleries, museums, aquariums... Chaldea's series of exhibition halls are all located here, as well as various theme parks and amusement parks. Many people like to take a stroll here when they have some free time.
Mochizuki Oboro glanced at the ticket in her hand: "It would be more convenient to just scan the QR code."
“But that’s what makes it feel ceremonial.” Typhon’s fingertip lightly traced the ticket: “It will also have commemorative significance if we keep it afterward.”
The combination of Leonardo da Vinci and Van Gogh made this art exhibition exceptionally popular. Looking at the long queue in front of him, Mochizuki Ryou showed no impatience, but obediently took a few steps forward to join the line.
"Didn't you look carefully? I bought a VIP ticket." Typhon tugged at Mochizuki Ryou's sleeve and led him out.
"How much did you use in total?" Mochizuki asked.
"The two of them only have 1000 QP worth of San Si Lin's wife and Er Er Si Si, which I think is okay. Besides, there are quite a few commemorative gifts."
Tifon held up a finger: "No need to split the bill. If you feel bad, you can buy the tickets next time."
Besides the fast-track queuing, VIP tickets also come with a lot of commemorative gifts, which even someone like Typhon, who isn't interested in art, found very appealing.
Since she had taken the initiative to invite her future boyfriend out, Typhon felt she couldn't be too harsh.
"Don't let it affect your living expenses. My part-time job pays well, so just ask."
"What's this? A declaration of being kept?" Typhon chuckled. "Don't worry about my wallet."
Tifon is willing to take turns treating, but he doesn't like it when it's one-sided.
Besides, there will be many more places where we'll need to spend money together in the future. Rather than indulging in unrestrained extravagance, it's better to save up slowly.
For example, buying a motorhome together. After all, they'll definitely get married in the future, and Ti Fung feels they need to face reality rationally.
However, his spending habits... let's try to discuss them after we've officially confirmed our relationship.
"Hmm. So where would you like to go next time?" Mochizuki Oboro asked, following Ti Feng's lead.
"Planetary center? Zoo? Aquarium? I haven't decided yet." Typhon's lips curled into an uncontrollable smile—the day wasn't even over yet, and they'd already made plans for the next trip.
Thanks to the VIP access, the two arrived at the art museum in no time.
The outermost area is for personal luggage storage. Biometric verification combined with real-time monitoring by intelligent robots ensures you won't have to worry about theft.
The star-like artworks are neatly arranged in transparent glass display cases, and even through a protective cover, people can still feel their charm that transcends countless limitations.
Indigo, crimson, vermilion, jet black, orange-yellow. Lines intertwine, dots merge, blooming into vibrant flowers that penetrate the soul.
The art museum was not noisy. Visitors consciously kept their voices down to avoid disturbing others who were focused on appreciating the paintings.
"Starry Night," "Sunflower," "Iris," and "Café Terrace at Night"—these masterpieces, which would be treasures in other art museums, are now displayed in a row for visitors to enjoy.
Tifeng couldn't explain what was so good about it; she didn't understand it. But Mochizuki Oboro was very focused, and that was enough.
"Click."
The sound of the camera shutter from the phone failed to attract Wang Yuelong's attention; he was engrossed in the world of the painting.
Ti Fong adjusted the angle and took a few more photos.
Looking at the boy's profile in the photo album, Tifeng nodded in satisfaction.
Yes, he is indeed very handsome.
After a while.
"Do you recognize this painting?" Mochizuki asked with a teasing look, glancing at Tsutsumi.
"I don't know." Typhon shook his head decisively.
"The Mona Lisa. The one you were called upon to answer."
"I know now."
Upon hearing this, Typhon pinched his chin and examined the object carefully.
More than the techniques and enigmatic smile praised by critics, Typhon actually cares about one thing.
"How come he looks so much like Professor Leonardo da Vinci?" Typhon asked Mochizuki Oboro with an inquiring look.
“Some believe this is indeed a self-portrait of Professor Leonardo da Vinci, but its authenticity is unknown. She has never answered this question in public,” Mochizuki Oboro explained.
A familiar voice interrupted the conversation, accompanied by the fragrance of white lilies.
“I asked Professor Leonardo da Vinci privately, and her answer was somewhat vague, neither quite right nor wrong.”
Before Typhon could react, Marie Antoinette deftly broke through the defenses and warmly greeted Mochizuki Oboro with a cheek kiss.
Is it that same personality responsible for attack and aggression again? Typhon felt a headache coming on.
"What are you doing in the art museum?" Typhon pulled Mary away as quickly as possible, his face hostile.
"Oh, and Typhon too." Mary showed no reaction to the hostility, and instead gave Typhon a cheek kiss without saying a word.
Tifeng's pupils dilated, and he took several steps back, shrinking behind Mochizuki Oboro.
Seeing this, Mochizuki Oboro almost laughed: "President, it seems your sexual orientation has been misunderstood."
"Is that so? Don't worry, this is a cheek-kissing greeting from my hometown, it's very common among girls."
Mary winked playfully at Typhon: "Want me to prove it?"
"Prove your sexual orientation?" Tifeng grabbed Mochizuki Ryou's sleeve, his eyes filled with suspicion.
"Of course, it's like this with Mochizuki-kun."
Mary extended her index and middle fingers, pressed them against her cherry-pink lips, and blew a kiss to Mochizuki Oboro.
Although they have different personalities, they share memories. Mary, who is currently in the dominant personality state, naturally knows about the little incident at the school gate that day and wants to tease Typhon.
"I believe you! No proof is needed!"
……
Life is full of disappointments, eight or nine out of ten things are not as we wish.
Visiting the art museum together, we unwittingly held hands, spending the exhibition time sweetly, and then reluctantly parted ways downstairs in the dormitory.
That's how it should be.
However, the arrival of the uninvited guest disrupted Typhon's plans.