Chapter 48

If we ignore the age factor for a moment—

Bisiji is undoubtedly experiencing a surge of girlish emotions, wishing to engage in deeper exchanges with Moyou.

Please don't misunderstand; it's just a simple desire for deeper mutual understanding, not because she is attracted to Moyou's good looks.

Unfortunately, due to the age factor, even if she were to give Moyou a lot of points, she ultimately can't take action.

He's too young and too tender...

Even if an old aunt has good teeth, she can't get over that mental hurdle.

Maybe men's magazines are more suitable for her.

"Big brother, thank you."

Bisiji's mind is particularly active, but her cheeks are flushed, and she looks down, shyly and softly thanking Moyou.

This appearance is entirely that of a girl in the early stages of love.

It must be said that with Bisiji's hardware—her wine-red large eyes, her delicate nose, and her cherry small mouth—combined with her shy demeanor, it is incredibly charming.

The most terrifying thing is—

Her real age is at least 50, but from her current behavior, she is completely acting like a girl under 14.

If Moyou didn't know Bisiji's true appearance and age, he would probably fall for her right now.

"You're welcome."

Moyou smiled warmly.

No wonder she's a shapeshifter...

Lies one after another, without even blinking.

With her acting skills, she would be a waste if she didn't enter the entertainment industry.

He thought to himself.

"Big brother, I... I'm thirsty."

Bisiji looked up at Moyou with a shy expression, her hands fidgeting together, looking quite uneasy.

Moyou said calmly, "Thirsty, huh? No problem, you sit here, and I'll go to the bar to see if they have any juice or milk."

"Okay."

Bisiji gave Moyou an embarrassed smile.

Moyou sighed inwardly again. As he walked to the bar, he caught a glimpse of Bisiji awkwardly and laboriously sitting on the high stool.

"..."

Moyou almost couldn't hold it together.

Acting the whole part, not leaving any room for error, right...

Sometimes, knowing everything is a kind of pain.

With a complex mood, Moyou came to the bar and ordered a glass of milk for Bisiji.

Before the bartender brought the milk, he couldn't help but think about running away.

It's too tiring to act alongside a shapeshifter.

A more serious problem is—

Regardless of why Bisiji is here, he is certain that her sudden approach is likely because she is interested in the bead left by Shubao, and he can't think of any other reason.

Speaking of which, this deep blue bead does resemble the "Blue Planet" gem from "Greed Island"...

But in terms of material and feel, the bead left by Shubao is more like a glass bead, not a sapphire.

So, as long as it meets her aesthetic, Bisiji will act?

But Moyou will never hand over the Shubao bead.

Thinking about this, his desire to run away became even stronger.

But on this spaceship, where can he go?

Maintaining the big brother persona to act alongside Bisiji was also to prevent her from making a move.

After all, with her strength, she could easily overpower him with just a finger.

If she insists on taking the Shubao bead, he has no way to stop her.

It's better to let Bisiji stay in her little sister persona, making her easier to handle.

"Sigh, why is a spaceship ride so complicated... Well, let's take it one step at a time."

Moyou felt a bit helpless.

From the information revealed in the original work, it can be seen that Bisiji, who studied under the "Heart Source School," is a powerful person with principles and a bottom line.

Perhaps this should be a cause for relief, but don't underestimate a professional hunter's determination when hunting something.

Bisiji's style won't threaten his life, but the Shubao bead is another matter.

She probably won't give up until she gets the Shubao bead, the only question is how she plans to take it.

Moyou took the milk from the bartender and walked over to Bisiji.

At the table by the window.

Bisiji sat on the high stool, her hands propping up her chin, her legs swinging back and forth like a swing.

Moyou walked over and gently placed the milk in front of Bisiji.

"Thank you, big brother."

Bisiji looked shy and didn't dare to look at Moyou directly.

Act, keep acting.

Best to act until the spaceship reaches the Laxiang City airport.

Moyou smiled at Bisiji and sat down in the adjacent seat.

His cocktail had already passed its best tasting time, the ice in the glass was half melted, and droplets of water had formed on the outside of the glass.

Lifting his index finger to wipe away the droplets, Moyou pondered how to get rid of Bisiji's纠缠.

Directly bring up Qiduo's name?

No, that's too abrupt.

He can only pretend to casually reveal his relationship with Qiduo in front of Bisiji.

This might have a chance to discourage Bisiji's "hunting" intentions.

But the problem is he has no phone and doesn't know Qiduo's contact number.

The only person he can contact is the one named Liz on the note.

Right, there should be a public phone on the spaceship...

Moyou's thoughts were racing.

"Big brother."

Bisiji's voice sounded in his ear: "I still don't know your name..."

"Kester Binsi."

Moyou gave the name on his fake ID.

When he got the fake ID, he only provided a photo, and the names and background information were provided by the green-haired young man.

"And you?"

After giving his name, Moyou turned his head to look at Bisiji.

Seeing Moyou look at her, Bisiji blushed again and quickly looked away, saying softly, "I'm Bisiji Kuroka."

"Bisiji... That's a very nice name."

Moyou's face showed a warm smile.

He didn't expect that Bisiji, who was always acting, would give her real name during the self-introduction.

"Thank you."

Bisiji smiled happily.

Moyou glanced at the milk that was only half drunk and asked softly, "Bisiji, how is your bottom? Does it still hurt?"

"Much, much better."

Bisiji lowered her head, looking a bit embarrassed.

"That's good."

Moyou pretended to sigh in relief and then suggested, "It's very late now. How about I take you back to your room?"

"Ah, isn't it a bit too soon for us to do that?"

Bisiji's voice was barely audible.

"Is that so, then... Hmm?"

Moyou's prepared words were suddenly interrupted, and he looked at Bisiji with a puzzled expression.

He was planning to use this as an excuse to leave and make a call, then see how Bisiji would react, but he didn't expect her to say something so bold.

Bisiji suddenly realized her mistake and almost blew her cover. She quickly corrected herself, "I mean, I'm not sleepy yet, it's a bit too early to go back to the room!"

"..."

Moyou's smile was a bit forced.

Tired, too tired.

If it were a different time and place, he wouldn't mind engaging in deeper exchanges with Bisiji.

Don't misunderstand; it's just a simple desire for deeper mutual understanding, and to see if he can learn something from Bisiji.

But right now, he really doesn't have the mood.