I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Although Liu Ying didn't see the two kiss, she took in Qiong's intimate nose tap and San Yueqi's infinitely shy expression.

She opened her mouth, a look of realization and disappointment flashing in her eyes.

So this is the kind of relationship between Sora and Miss March Seven?

But... Silver Wolf clearly said...

what happened?

A jumble of thoughts swirled in her mind.

A bittersweet feeling, hard to describe, crept into Liu Ying's heart.

She was the one who arrived first!

But reason quickly suppressed this inappropriate emotion.

The current starry sky has lost its former memories.

They need to get to know each other again.

The bitterness was suppressed, leaving behind a bewildered feeling tinged with envy.

Her gaze unconsciously fell back to the shaved ice cream in her hand, which emitted an eerie glow.

If I lick this too, will Sora comfort me like she did with Miss March 7 earlier?

This sudden, somewhat clumsy, imitative idea made her feel a little embarrassed.

Lost in thought, Liu Ying was completely unaware that two gazes with different meanings were focused on her.

March 7th looked strange, with a hint of hesitation as if he wanted to say something. He moved to Liuying's side, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something.

"Hi~ Hello beautiful~ Can I add you on social media?"

A voice with a deliberately frivolous tone suddenly interrupted March 7's prepared words.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Qiong had walked away into the distance at some point, and then deliberately walked back, with a strange yet bright smile on his face, like a modern young man picking up a beautiful woman on the street.

His actions instantly attracted the attention of passersby, with several curious gazes fixed on him, filling the air with the silent gossip signal: 'Look, someone's hitting on me!'

"Heh, it's been so long, and you're still using this outdated stuff..."

March 7th was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled softly, her eyebrows curving into crescents, her pinkish-blue eyes filled with doting affection and 'I really can't do anything with you'.

She hesitated for a moment, then took out her phone, intending to cooperate with Qiong's performance.

With so many people watching, everyone seemed to be wondering if Qiong would be able to successfully strike up a conversation.

We should give this dramatic idiot some face.

Let's play with him for a while.

"Oh, no, no, it's not you."

However, Qiong only glanced at the phone and interface that March 7th had unlocked, then shook her head and waved her hand with a smile.

Qiong's gaze passed over March 7th and locked onto Liuying, who was still somewhat bewildered and unaware of what was happening.

"I want this beautiful woman's contact information."

"..."

The smile on March 7th's face froze instantly.

It seemed as if a mocking clown's tune was playing all around.

The phantom of an afro, a bright red nose, and pale, painted cheeks seemed to appear on her face, making March 7th the most dazzling clown on the scene!

"Okay, okay!"

Not for a moment did she mourn for March 7th, who had turned into a clown beside her; the firefly's joy, like sunshine, dispelled her earlier bewilderment.

Completely ignoring the fact that March 7th beside her had instantly turned to gray and white, she deftly opened her phone screen, her inner voice already cheering with joy.

Great!

Qiong wants my contact information!

We can contact each other openly and legitimately from now on!

"and many more!"

March 7th suddenly broke free from the 'petrification of the clown' state, took a step forward, and without saying a word covered Liuying's hand holding the phone, while forcefully pulling her behind him.

She raised a finger, pointing it menacingly at Qiong's nose, her tone quite annoyed:

"What are you looking at? Contact information? What's there to contact?"

"I bet you're just trying to sell Dream Bubble, aren't you?"

Why would I add you?

"I won't invest in financial products, buy a car, buy a house, or take out online loans!"

The accusations were quite fierce, and the pointing and gesturing were so intense they seemed to spark in the air.

"Miss March."

Liu Ying was both amused and exasperated, and quickly reached out to try and stop March 7 from going all out.

"Hey, no, don't pull me!"

While holding onto Liuying's shoulder to try and hide her more tightly, March 7 continued to unleash his attacks on Qiong:

"I'm protecting you. Does he look like a good person? Huh? Not at all! He's a womanizer and flirts with young girls everywhere! You absolutely can't add this kind of person! If you add him, he'll definitely harass you with spam messages every day!"

March 7th put his arm around Liuying's shoulder and pulled her back. Liuying was amused and exasperated by the two of them playing around, as if she were watching a sitcom.

But when she caught a glimpse of the onlookers looking at Qiong with a hint of amusement, she couldn't bear to embarrass Qiong.

A brighter, gentler smile, even more comforting than before, bloomed on Liu Ying's face.

With a deft twist of her body, her arm holding the phone, like a slippery fish, darted past the arm that March 7th was guarding so closely, and without hesitation, handed the screen displaying her personal ID QR code to Qiong.

This smooth and effortless "tower-diving" maneuver, which ignored the attempts of the "protectors" to stop him, left the onlookers who were craning their necks to watch the spectacle completely dumbfounded.

what?

What is this operation?

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in barely suppressed gasps and murmurs:

"Wow! This girl is brave!"

"Hahaha, that little pink-haired guy's face turned green!"

"Straightforwardly handing over the QR code from your best friend? I've learned something new!"

"This guy's got some serious charm. He can get a girl to go through with him despite pressure from her best friend?"

"The best pick-up line of the year is guaranteed!"

Amidst the murmurs, March 7th felt he should really buy a clown mask to wear.

Qiong and Liuying's friend chatted and laughed, walking side by side in a harmonious atmosphere.

Little March was left standing there, enduring the mixed gazes of pity, sympathy, "What a pitiful girl," "She was snatched away by her best friend?" and a hint of schadenfreude from passersby.

She stood there bewildered for a long time before finally stomping her foot in a fit of rage and chasing after him.

The next attraction is the roller coaster.

But in Dreamworld, the ride at Adien Park is more accurately described as a roller coaster.

Because the altitude really does reach the clouds!

Its track winds and twists, reaching a staggering 2500 meters at its highest point, filled with dazzling sharp turns and plunges.

The speed is adjustable, allowing visitors to choose the challenge level based on their courage.

"Listen to that scream..."

Looking up at the towering track that seemed to pierce the clouds, Firefly listened to the gasps of surprise coming from above, swallowed hard, and muttered to herself.

"It feels... just as thrilling as driving a car with a sharp edge..."

"Perhaps it's safer to use Sam form."

Every time she rides in Blade's car, she holds onto the transformation device tightly the whole time, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Who knows if Blade will suddenly get excited, floor the gas pedal, and drive off the cliff?

But if he's with Sora, he obviously can't become Sam.

"Firefly, come here quickly."

"Come on~"

The entrance was crowded with people, but thanks to the efficient operation of the dream world, the line moved forward quickly.

The real problem soon presented itself to the three: the roller coaster's seating arrangement was still two people side by side.

Qiong, March 7th, and Liuying—the three women's gazes met silently in the air, finally settling on the carriage with only two seats.

March 7th and Firefly's eyes met unexpectedly, but they both quickly looked away as if they had been electrocuted, leaving an almost imperceptible awkwardness in the air.

The unspoken thoughts in their hearts were obvious—both wanted to sit with Qiong.

How should we sit?

Asking questions on the seventh day of the third month.

If two people sit side by side, a third person can only sit in front of or behind them.

"Um……"

Qiong waved the wooden skewer left over from finishing her snack in her hand and casually offered a solution.

"I prefer more thrilling rides and plan to go again later. So, if you two are a little hesitant about the height, you can take turns. Who wants to go first this time?"

"Is that so? Well... I'll wait until next time."

Liu Ying volunteered to wait for the next round. She was a little scared of the speed of this roller coaster without Sam's clothes and needed to mentally prepare herself.

"Alright then, we'll go test the water for you first!"

March 7th eagerly grabbed Qiong's arm, her voice filled with excitement:

"Super roller coaster, hurry up and go! GO! GO! GO!"

The thrill-loving Little March dragged Qiong into a bicycle basket.

Unlike real-life seats, the seats here are designed to be exceptionally luxurious and comfortable, resembling an exquisite European-style palace sofa with a long seat that can comfortably seat two people, covered with velvety cushions.

The most adrenaline-pumping thing is that there are no seat belts!

After all, even if something unexpected happens, it won't matter, since you won't really die in a dream anyway.

At most, I'll just wake up in a real hotel.

March 7th cheered and pulled Qiong into the incredibly comfortable-looking sofa, ready to embark on an exciting journey that soared into the sky.

"Looks like you're a little nervous too."

Qiong watched as the girl gripped the handle tightly in front of her.

"I've never been on such a high roller coaster before!"

On March 7th, I looked up at the towering railway tracks and quietly took a deep breath.

"Don't be afraid, let's play a little game to ease your tension~"

Qiong made the suggestion with a seemingly relaxed smile on her lips.

"Ok?"

March 7th's brow twitched, his sharp gaze piercing the sky, his eyes filled with wariness and a silent question.

Are you trying to scam me again?

"Don't worry, the rules are simple: you just need to repeat what I say word for word."

Qiong shrugged, his tone sounding perfectly fair.

"That way, even if I wanted to trick you, I'd have to fall into the trap myself first, right?"

"Well……"