A rather unpleasant image imdiately popped into Lynn's mind.
The lamplight on the table flickered slightly.
"Could it... really be that similar?" Lynn wondered, hesitant.
"Similar. It really looked very much like ."
The Foul Sli lifted its head, its voice hollow.
"I just watched quietly like that. Her posture was so graceful and dignified, her whole body seed to flow with a water-blue luster, transparent and flawless. Her constantly shifting form... it made my heart lt just watching..."
Lynn asked cautiously, "A water-attribute Sli?"
"Wrong." The Foul Sli raised its head, its tone complex. "A water-attribute Sli that slled of perfu."
Lynn was serious and focused. "And then?"
The Foul Sli took a deep breath, its gaze seeming to carry a trace of nostalgia and infatuation. It spoke with a sense of loss.
"Then, I bravely greeted her. Both she and her master seed very surprised for a mont. And in order to catch the attention of that beautiful girl, I... climbed up from below."
Lynn: "？？！！"
Zuo Zuo: "(ΩДΩ)?!"
In the distance, the corners of Miss Puppet's eyes, hidden behind her mask, trembled almost imperceptibly.
Lynn adjusted his monocle, gave a thumbs-up, offering praise and affirmation, and said calmly, "That's truly a unique way to introduce yourself. Just based on that alone, I'm definitely willing to be your friend."
"And then what?"
Lynn showed great curiosity.
The Foul Sli closed its eyes, its voice hollow.
"Then, they hit ."
"......"
A brief silence fell around them.
Zuo Zuo instantly slapped the table with a *smack* and yelled at it, "Of course they'd hit you! Climbing up from below in such a weird way, and in a restroom at that! If Zuo Zuo had been there, I'd definitely have smothered you in the... mmmph... mmmph!"
Lynn pressed Zuo Zuo down with a *smack*, smiling. "Don't mind her. She's just a talking hand. You can decisively ignore her."
The Foul Sli: "？？？"
Lynn looked at it seriously. "What happened later? You probably didn't give up, right?"
The Foul Sli lifted its head, its eyes seeming to hold poetry and roses. "Of course not. Even though she hit really hard, the way she looked when hitting was also so adorable. So, after that, I spent whole nights gathering information about her, hoping to leave a good impression on that cute girl..."
"The next day, I went to visit her with my favorite pastries, planning to apologize to her in person."
Lynn asked hesitantly, "What kind of pastries?"
The Foul Sli was silent for a mont. "My treasured, fernted-for-thirty-years..."
Lynn decisively reached out a hand to interrupt its next words, shaking his head. "Got it! But you don't need to say that word. Let's just talk about what happened next."
"And then? Did she accept it?"
The Foul Sli took a deep breath, its tone inexplicably complex. "No. She hit again."
"......"
The Foul Sli took a deep breath, fell silent, then continued. "I only found out later that she actually doesn't like eating shit. What she likes are roses and fragrant dew. She also didn't like my invitation for a date in the restroom. She said I slled like a (beep—)."
It fell silent.
"My self-esteem took a huge blow."
Lynn: "..."
Although it was indeed a sad story, for so reason, Lynn just didn't know how to comfort it. He couldn't even advise it to stop eating shit, because that would be like telling soone else not to eat food.
This was undoubtedly a very tricky matter.
But.
Perhaps others saw it as truly a lump of (beep—), and it actually was.
But what Lynn saw was a man full of desolation.
It was like, even though they were both Slis, both flowing liquids, she was water-attribute, while it was shit-attribute.
The distance was indeed vast.
Lynn sighed with feeling. "So, your purpose in coming is..."
The Foul Sli faced him, eyes closed. "I've already figured it out. (Beep—) is what I desire, but the girl is not to be desired. The two cannot be obtained together. So, I will abandon (beep—) and marry the girl. Therefore, I've decided I will never eat (beep) again from now on."
Lynn was imdiately shaken. "You have such great willpower?"
The Foul Sli closed its eyes. "Not entirely."
The Foul Sli extended its wriggling body and squeezed a box out from within itself bit by bit, opening it with a *click*.
Lynn leaned forward to look and imdiately saw that inside the exquisite box were two neatly arranged cakes emitting a rich, fragrant aroma.
The scent was overwhelming, making one's mouth water!
Lynn picked up a piece in surprise. "It's actually cream cake?! Your taste has improved! It looks very delicious!"
The Foul Sli nodded, eyes closed. "Yes. I specially asked a culinary master from Nightfall City to make it."
"What ingredients were used? Milk?"
"No. It's made from shit."
*Pfft—*
Lynn (ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)—
Zuo Zuo (ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)—
The Foul Sli picked up a piece of pastry with a complex expression. "Cream-flavored pastry made from shit. Even though it tastes fragrant, it's still shit at its core. It can still provide with considerable energy to sustain my life... But this is already my limit..."
One could imagine just how great its sacrifice was.
Because this was almost like forcing a gourt accustod to delicacies from land and sea to eat shit-flavored cake just for a girl. It was simply torture.
Lynn put on gloves, trying hard to regain his composure.
"And then what?"
The Foul Sli said with complexity, "Food can barely be faked this way, but to truly gain the recognition of the girl I love, I must completely transform myself, head to toe."
It turned its head, looking at Lynn with a lancholic gaze, weary and complicated.
"So, Doctor, I want you to help get so plastic surgery. I don't want this loose, watery form anymore. I want a more masculine, more majestic and handso appearance, one that can make a girl swoon at first sight. Can you help with this?"
And the mont its words ended, a System prompt sounded in Lynn's ear.
[Ding! You have triggered a special quest: The Sli's Makeover. After fulfilling the Sli's request, you will receive quest rewards: 500 Skeleton Coins, 800 base EXP, Special Reward x1]
"An appearance that can make a girl swoon at first sight?" Lynn pondered.
Plastic surgery wasn't particularly difficult.
After all, he had experience with giving people plastic surgery before and had received many positive reviews.
But the key point was, what should it be transford into?
Lynn thought for a mont.
Then he stood up, adjusted his monocle, and smiled.
"That's simple. How about this: I'll first create a few looks for you. If you're satisfied, then I'll perform the surgery. How does that sound?"
The Foul Sli asked hesitantly, "Plastic surgery can have a trial version?"
Lynn calmly gave a thumbs-up, smiling. "Of course. This is my unique ability. Watch closely!"
In an instant, Lynn suddenly spread his five fingers towards it.
"Mimicry!"
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