Honkai: Strijder (Honkai Impact 3 Male MC)

The most overlooked thing in the world is time, and the most elusive is also time.

Not long ago, the orphanage was just a joyful little world for a group of children.

Now, everyone has gotten used to the lively atmosphere resembling a banquet during dinner.

"The seventh... eighth... Rozaliya, come on, surpass sister Kiana!"

At the dining table, facing the delicious meal prepared by Seele, everyone unusually had no time to enjoy it.

In the middle of the large table, there were piles of small buns in front of Kiana and Rozaliya.

The two were puffing their cheeks, comparing who could stuff more buns into their mouths—a weird competition, but the scene was undeniably fun.

Kiana was already on her ninth bun, her cheeks puffed high, struggling to squeeze in the tenth bun. Rozaliya had just finished eight and was working on the ninth.

No one knew when this game started, who proposed it, and what the stakes were.

All that was known was that when people noticed, the atmosphere had become thoroughly heated.

Kiana: "(￢∀￢)σ♚€¢*＃¥!"

Rozaliya: "(*°ｰ°)v@＆€♞♚!"

Just like the mysterious beginning of the competition, no one knew what the babbling in their stuffed mouths meant.

However, this did not seem to hinder communication between the two, nor did it affect the passionate and competitive spirit.

"Go, Rozaliya. Victory is within reach."

Lurking behind her, Rozaliya's twin sister, Liliya, cheered her on.

Seele, on Kiana's side, with her mouth wide open, marveled and encouraged, "Go, sister Kiana!"

"You two are idiots— Here, use mine."

Despite being indifferent, Wendy still pushed her buns over.

"That's amazing..."

Raiden Mei covered her mouth, murmuring.

Even the reserved Mei, by now, had gradually mingled with the children, but her ladylike composure prevented her from joining the fervent atmosphere.

She couldn't help but pick up a small bun, place it near her mouth, and ponder how many she could fit in if it were her.

Then, she also pushed the plate of buns over. "Um, you can use mine too."

Mei smiled, finding the competition quite interesting.

All the children were watching the competition with full interest, and the adults were also smiling.

Even Raven, who had been feeling dejected due to being forbidden from cooking for the moment due to her less than accepted cooking skills, chewed on a bun, staring at the two.

Children are so lovely; they can have so much fun even at a meal.

Raven wondered if they would still enjoy it so much if she had made these buns herself.

"Ha~"

Sigurd yawned, propping his chin with one hand, showing keen interest without voicing any objections due to health concerns.

"Hello, everyone. Welcome to the scene of the finals of the first Anti-Entropy Bun Stuffing Contest. I am the host, Bronya, and I will provide commentary for the entire competition."

Holding a HOMU plushie with one hand and a microphone found in Rozaliya's practice room with the other, Bronya, with a blank expression, used her emotionless, milk-flavored voice to comment.

Don't ask; despite being the Ural Silver Wolf, she is still a child, so it's normal for her to still have a childlike heart.

Sin Mal stood not far from Bronya, holding up the spotlight to create the effect of a live show.

"What we can see is that the championship favorite, contestant Kiana, has already stuffed eleven buns. She's approaching her limit, but she's still trying to squeeze in the twelfth. What kind of belief and willpower can support her to this point? There must be a touching and tortuous story behind it."

"The camera now shifts to the other dark horse, contestant Rozaliya. Ah; there are swirls in her eyes now. Ten buns seems to be her limit, so is the victory about to be decided?"

"Wait, we see Rozaliya's twin sister Liliya entering the stage. She's holding down Rozaliya's head and forcefully stuffing the eleventh bun in."

"Rozaliya is struggling, rolling her eyes as if resisting. However, Liliya ignores this signal, presses down Rozaliya's struggling hands with her legs, and continues to forcefully stuff the bun. This sisterly bond that disregards everything for the sake of victory is truly moving and tear-jerking."

Bronya expressionlessly pulled out a white handkerchief and wiped the area where her eyes should be, as if cleaning away tears of emotion.

The only thing to question was why her gem-like pure gray eyes showed no signs of tearing up—no movement, no trace of tears at all.

"Alright, unconsciously, the competition time has come to an end. Whether contestant Kiana can score another point, setting a new record for this competition, or if contestant Rozaliya can catch up with the help of her sister and turn the tide, let's watch eagerly."

"Countdown, 30... 29... 28..."

As Bronya began the countdown, Kiana became visibly anxious.

"!!!"

She closed her eyes, forcefully stuffing more buns into her mouth, determined not to stop there.

Liliya's face also changed slightly.

After squinting her eyes, she pressed down on Rozaliya's head and pushed the bun into her mouth even harder.

"3... 2... 1!"

"Time's up, the competition is over. Our champion is Kiana, who scored 12 points, setting a new record in the history of this competition."

"Although Rozaliya had the heartfelt assistance of her sister Liliya, she unfortunately stopped at 11 points. However, we cannot deny her excellence; she has done her best."

"Let us give a warm applause for the will and skill of both players."

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Amidst the applause, Seele brought a trash bin, and Kiana and Rozaliya spat out the small buns—there's no way to eat comfortably when they're stuffed so full.

Sigurd watched this scene, and surprisingly, a smile appeared on his lips.

Wasting food is not right, but considering that this event is most likely something that the girls do to keep Kiana mind off whatever that made her sad, he would let it be.

"Rozaliya, well done!"

After spitting out the buns, Kiana wiped her mouth and said with a sidelong glance.

Rozaliya, panting, one arm holding Liliya's head and the other tapping on her head, retorted while continuing her retaliatory strikes against Liliya:

"Don't think you're amazing. You just won because you're a few years older than me. Just wait; when I grow up, I'll easily beat you!"

"Oh? Quite confident! Then I'll stand on the peak of victory, waiting for your challenge anytime."

"Not long. As long as you don't run away, victory will soon return to my hands!"

The two stared at each other, and it seemed like sparks were flickering in their gaze.

Wendy seemed to recall something and quietly took out a hot-blooded sports manga from under her seat.

Flipping to the last page, she silently compared the lines inside.

"It can't be exactly the same. It's essentially the same set of lines. It's amazing how you are able to memorize them so well!"

Wendy used the manga to cover her mouth and, in a position where others couldn't see, laughed heartily.

Pfft!

Raven, who was beside her, also peeked at the content of the manga and quickly covered her mouth, struggling to hold back her laughter.

Bronya turned around, as if in a glamorous transition seen in TV shows, and then made a victory gesture without expression, saying:

"Well, next is the awarding of medals. The championship gold medal and the runner-up silver medal, temporarily created with the friendly sponsorship of Dr. Tesla, please preserve them well, two contestants."

Two medals descended from the air, falling into the hands of Kiana and Rozaliya.

The size of a coin but a bit larger, the gold medal was engraved with a mini portrait of Tesla, while the silver medal featured Einstein, both with red and blue hair made of crystal-like gemstone.

It looked very delicate and intricate, it was impossible to tell they were hastily carved.

Einstein and Welt looked at Tesla together.

"What? There should be rewards for the competition. I, the genius, personally crafted these two medals. Any objections?"

Tesla crossed her arms, proudly humming.

If you had to describe why she intervened in one sentence, it would be—good job, reward earned!

Kiana and Rozaliya exchanged a glance.

"Another medal?" ×2

Only they knew how the competition started.

Initially, Kiana had two buns stuffed in her mouth, chewing like a greedy little squirrel, and Rozaliya was in the same state.

Then, unexpectedly, they looked at each other for a second.

The competition started like that.

No need for verbal or gestural communication, the radio waves connected, and everything was conveyed without words.

But no matter what, if there are benefits, they should be accepted. The two silently put the medals in their pockets, revealing a sly smile of gains.

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