The investigation on the first day had temporarily co to an end.
But rather than conducting an investigation, Sylvia had thoroughly indulged herself in the Golden Hour.
While there, she also kept an eye on the mbers of the Bloodhound Family patrolling the streets.
Yet, she didn't spot anyone matching the sketch.
As for Sparkle—after Sylvia gave her a proper 'punishnt for a cheeky brat'—she never showed up again.
This ca as a relief to Sylvia. If given the choice, she much preferred interacting with more... normal, lovely young won.
Take Black Swan, for instance. Beautiful and elegant as she was, beings like mokeepers always left Sylvia feeling a tad insecure.
And as for a Masked Fool like Sparkle? Well, no need to elaborate. It's genuinely hard to relax around soone whose main goal is seeking amusent in real life.
As for Robin's side.
She made a visit to the Family's headquarters, leveraging her status for convenience, and subtly inquired around.
No target was found there either, for now.
Though the first day yielded little in terms of results, neither Sylvia nor Robin felt discouraged. After all, there was still ti.
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Upon waking from the dreamscape and returning to the Reverie Hotel, Sylvia imdiately ordered room service.
Not long before, Robin had gently reminded Sylvia that even though one could eat and feel full in the dream, the physical body in reality still required nourishnt.
She urged Sylvia not to forget her real-world body while imrsed in the dream.
When Sylvia heard this, she paused for a mont before realizing Robin was referring to her.
Yesterday, Sylvia had left the hotel without having a al there.
Perhaps the hotel staff, noticing Sylvia's room hadn't been opened all day, had reported it specifically to Robin.
How amusing.
According to Robin, the room service at Penacony's hotels was quite luxurious, and she encouraged Sylvia to indulge a bit.
So today, Sylvia decided to dine in.
Admittedly, Robin wasn't wrong.
The dinner delivered by the Reverie Hotel was not only exquisite but also generously portioned.
After enjoying a hearty al, Sylvia decided to order an extra portion for Acheron.
Well, of course she'd rember Acheron when there was good food—after all, promises were ant to be kept.
So she called room service and ordered another al.
Sylvia took out her phone, trying to reach Acheron.
"I hope she gets the ssage this ti."
[Sylvia: Hey hey hey! Free to co back for a bit? I've got so tasty treats for you.]
Several minutes passed after sending the ssage, and it still showed 'unread'.
By the ti it finally switched to 'read,' the hotel staff had already delivered the steaming-hot dinner to her room.
Sylvia promptly took a photo and sent it along.
[Sylvia: [Photo]]
[Sylvia: Should I bring it back for you? The Reverie Hotel doesn't exactly have a place to rest.]
Whoever designed the Reverie Hotel in Penacony clearly had odd priorities—they included a dream pool but didn't bother with a proper bed.
[Acheron: Okay.]
Seeing Acheron's agreent, Sylvia wheeled the entire al cart straight through the portal, sending it back to their residence on The Blue.
She then removed a few pieces of jewelry from her person, storing them in her personal space, keeping only the ring that matched Acheron's.
Only then did she summon Acheron back.
But the mont Acheron materialized, Sylvia couldn't help but furrow her brow.
"Ugh… what on earth is that sll?"
A rather peculiar scent wafted from Acheron the instant she appeared.
It wasn't exactly foul, but it was definitely pungent.
Acheron, who had been carefully observing Sylvia, blinked in confusion at her words.
"Really? I passed by an oceanic planet earlier today. The water there had a strange odor."
Acheron lifted her hand to her nose and sniffed, but clearly detected nothing.
"Go on, go wash up quick! Don't let that sll ruin my food!"
Sylvia swiftly pulled back her hand, which had been about to lift the lid of the al tray, and nudged Acheron toward the bathroom.
"You think I stink?"
"…Where'd you pick that up from."
Sylvia shot Acheron a sidelong glance. Had this woman's personality been gradually opening up lately? She then glared at her pointedly.
"That's right! I do think you stink! Now go wash!"
Thump—
With that, Sylvia pushed Acheron by the shoulders, ushering her into the bathroom, and slipped in after her.
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After finishing their wash, Acheron erged wearing clean pajamas and took a seat at the dining table.
Sylvia sat across from her, propping her chin on one hand as she watched Acheron eat.
Then, as if still unconvinced, she leaned toward Acheron, wrinkling her nose as she sniffed a few tis.
"Tsk, now I get why you wanted to co back so early today. That sll is intense—I still feel like you didn't wash thoroughly enough."
"Give a break. You practically scrubbed a layer of skin off ."
Acheron swallowed her food and let out a helpless chuckle.
She genuinely couldn't sll anything at all and had no idea why Sylvia was reacting so strongly.
In the bathroom, Sylvia had taken a scrubbing ball and vigorously rolled it over Acheron's body multiple tis.
Sylvia's hands were far from gentle—she even managed to wear out a perfectly good scrubbing ball before finally letting her off.
"By the way, how much longer until you reach Penacony? The Charmony Festival isn't too far off now."
In the storyline, by the ti the Astral Express crew arrived in Penacony, there wasn't much ti left before the Charmony Festival began.
The Astral Express group should be heading to the Xianzhou soon by now.
Sylvia couldn't help but complain inwardly.
How was this woman still not there after traveling alone through the cosmos for so long?
Didn't they say she even took out the Duke of the Annihilation Gang and his crew along the way?
Could it be that the Annihilation Gang hasn't even set out yet?
"It's fine, there's still ti. Honestly, I'm really starting to enjoy traveling lately."
If the old Acheron traveled simply to avoid crowds, now—with her mories no longer fading—she was gradually developing a fondness for all sorts of bizarre and wondrous sights.
For places that were easy to docunt, Acheron would snap so photos and send them to Sylvia. For those less convenient, she'd mark down the coordinates, hoping to take Sylvia there soday.
"Never mind… as long as you're happy."
Sylvia sighed. Ordinary people traveled to popular tourist spots, but this woman seed to prefer wilderness survival adventures.
Watching the shifts in Sylvia's expression, Acheron felt the already delicious al tasted even more delightful.
Was this what Xianzhou natives often called 'a feast for the eyes'?
Since Sylvia seed quite fond of Xianzhou culture and style, Acheron had recently taken to browsing Xianzhou social platforms in her spare ti, picking up bits of their culture along the way.
"Today's al was delicious… Hmm, in the past, I probably never gave much thought to the taste of my daily als."
As she spoke, Acheron's expression softened noticeably.
Seeing this, Sylvia smiled in satisfaction.
"Really? Glad you liked it."
"So, let's start today's combat training right away. I've noticed high-pressure battles seem to suit you quite well."
The smile on Sylvia's face froze instantly.
"…"
"Get out of here!"
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