Inside the warm, adorable dessert shop, the bright display window was spotless.
Through the high-definition semicircular glass, it was easy to see that there was only one piece of the vanilla ice cream cake left.
But by sheer coincidence, that one and only cake had been requested by two custors at the sa ti.
The dessert shop employee was imdiately put in a difficult position.
She looked at the two custors in front of her.
One was clearly a rich young master from an excellent background. He had skin even fairer and more delicate than milk, and beneath hair as smooth as silk was a face more exquisite and beautiful than a doll’s.
It was not that the employee was overreacting. She had truly never seen anyone this good-looking before. He looked like a little prince who had stepped straight out of a fairy tale, radiating innate nobility from head to toe.
And his appearance seed to cast a dazzling layer of light over the entire dessert shop, as though this was not a little shop by the street, but a gorgeous, elegant palace.
Looking further down, it was obvious from his clothes that he was anything but ordinary.
The employee could not recognize the fabric of his clothing. She only felt it looked very expensive. But she did recognize that the buttons on this young master’s clothes were Pat stones.
There were very few of those stones. They were an extrely rare type of gemstone, and each one was enough to cause a frenzy among the wealthy if it were placed at auction.
Yet on this young master, they were rely decorative buttons on his clothes.
The employee could hardly imagine that this one button alone could buy more than a dozen dessert shops like theirs in the central district.
Wen Yuzhi, however, had no idea how valuable a Pat stone was outside.
He had rely asked Mond to find him sothing a little more low-key, sothing that fit a “civilian” a bit better. The clothes he usually wore were all court attire, unsuitable for going out.
As for Mond...
Mond felt that little highness’s outfit was already very low-key. Among the Saint Clan, Pat stones were gemstones that could only be used as supplentary materials.
Mond, who had spent years seeing the extravagant lifestyles of royal bloods, could never have imagined that stones the Saint Clan looked down on would be so precious outside.
And so the misunderstanding ford just like that.
In the employee’s eyes, Wen Yuzhi was clearly a noble young master from so deeply established great family, and the dozen or so tall bodyguards behind him were the best proof.
Compared with this young master, the other custor looked rather unremarkable.
He was dressed in a hotel waiter’s uniform, with ordinary looks. Only the contours of his features were relatively defined, barely enough to count as decent and handso.
His hair was also the kind of short flaxen hair commonly seen in the interstellar world, and against the little freckles on his face, he looked like a poor boy from the countryside.
That poor boy was quite tall, though. Beneath his shirt, the bulging lines of muscle were visible, and his figure was good. It was just that his appearance and clothing were far too ordinary.
Placing these two custors together made the contrast almost brutally stark.
One was a precious young master raised in gold and jade. The other was most likely an ordinary worker from the lower classes doing physical labor.
Which one could be offended and which one could not was almost obvious at a glance.
The employee quickly developed a preference in her heart.
She raised an enthusiastic smile and was just about to ask Wen Yuzhi whether he wanted the cake packed up.
However, Wen Yuzhi also noticed that soone else had chosen the sa cake as him. He looked to the side, only to find that the other person was very tall, and he had to lift his head to see his face.
And just as Wen Yuzhi looked over, the other person lowered his head as well, and their gazes t.
Wen Yuzhi noticed that the other person’s eyes were light brown. Under the dessert ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ shop’s warm lighting, they looked like flowing honey.
Looking at those eyes, Wen Yuzhi felt as though he could sll a scent mixed with caral, nuts, and cream, like the aroma of bread fresh out of the oven.
But since this was a dessert shop, slling sothing like that did not seem strange.
Wen Yuzhi did not think too much about it. He smiled at him. “Do you want to buy this cake too?”
The other person pressed his lips together. His gaze rested on Wen Yuzhi, as though he had gone a little blank.
Only after a long while did he finally speak. “Sorry... I...”
Unexpectedly, though his appearance was ordinary, his voice was very pleasant to hear. It was a low male voice, carrying a hint of magnetism within its coldness. It was just a little dry. But that did not stop Wen Yuzhi from thinking that he had a very good voice, the kind very suitable for telling bedti stories.
Perhaps the admiration in Wen Yuzhi’s eyes was too obvious and too warm, because the other person suddenly got stuck halfway through speaking.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but for a mont, he did not know how.
Wen Yuzhi looked at his tense, awkward manner, then at his clothing, and in the space of a thought, he seed to guess sothing.
His lashes trembled lightly. Wen Yuzhi turned around and said to the employee behind the counter, “Hello, please get the cake beside it. Pack this one up for this gentleman.”
The cake beside it was a caral brûlée cake.
He had not been especially interested in it, but after slling that scent of caral just now, he suddenly wanted to eat it.
The two small cakes were packed by the employee in high-end gift boxes and silk ribbons, then paired with the shop’s own logo paper bags. They looked like exquisite works of art. No wonder their prices were not exactly cheap.
For ordinary salaried workers, they were...
Wen Yuzhi...
On the contrary, in the employee’s eyes, he was very easy to talk to.
He placed the paper bag containing the vanilla ice cream cake in front of the other person.
Before the other person could refuse, Wen Yuzhi asked, “Sir, may I know your na?”
The noble, beautiful young master stood beneath the lights, and being asked by him so proactively gave the person being asked a sense of being flattered.
The other party was silent for a mont before slowly saying, “I... Izeer.”
He had not forgotten his current identity and appearance.
In the young man’s pupils, he could see what he looked like right now: a young man from a remote planet who had co here to work.
Soone with an ordinary appearance, an ordinary family background, an utterly ordinary life, and no presence at all if thrown into a crowd.
“Izeer,” Wen Yuzhi murmured, repeating the na once.
Wen Yuzhi did not know that the way he looked right now, so serious, softly sounding out soone’s na on the tip of his tongue with that gentle voice, was simply...
As Izeer looked at him, the roots of his ears hidden beneath his hair flushed uncontrollably red.
Wen Yuzhi, however, did not notice anything unusual in his expression. His eyes curved as he smiled and said, “My na is Wen Yuzhi. It’s nice to et you. Are you an employee of the Wemm Hotel?”
The uniform Izeer was wearing had the Wemm Hotel’s na on it.
Wen Yuzhi guessed that he must be an employee there.
“Yes...”
Izeer answered in a low, muffled voice.
Wen Yuzhi’s eyes lit up. “Then you must be very familiar with the area nearby, right?”
How could a hotel employee possibly be unfamiliar with the surrounding area?
Izeer, who had actually only started work on his first day: “........”
But under the young man’s expectant gaze, he still nodded stiffly.
Wen Yuzhi’s eyes grew even brighter, filled with joyful delight.
“That’s great! This is my first ti coming here to play. Could you introduce to so fun places nearby? I can use this cake as paynt.”
As he spoke, he pushed the paper bag toward Izeer.
Izeer...
By now, he had also realized it.
This young master was worried that he did not have the money to buy such an expensive cake, so he had deliberately bought the cake for him.
Considering that if he gave it to him directly, he might not accept it, Wen Yuzhi had first asked him for help introducing the area, then used the cake as paynt to make it easier for him to accept.
Toward soone he did not know, soone who clearly did not look very wealthy at first glance, Wen Yuzhi was still willing to spend effort observing, and he even turned the act of giving a cake—sothing that originally carried a hint of charity—into sothing so considerate.
Before Izeer knew it, he had taken the paper bag. Looking at the cake in his hand, his feelings grew a little complicated.
In truth, what he had wanted to say just now was that he had not been buying the cake for himself.
He had only followed Wen Yuzhi into this dessert shop and seen the young man standing in front of the display window, staring at this cake without blinking, his expression seemingly very conflicted.
And so he had blurted that sentence out subconsciously.
Only after saying it did Izeer realize that, with his current identity, entering this shop to buy cake was not very reasonable.
But since the words had already left his mouth, he could only continue the mistake. He had not expected Wen Yuzhi to choose to buy the cake and give it to him.
As for Wen Yuzhi...
Of course he had been conflicted.
Daddy only allowed him to eat one little cake every day. He had already eaten today’s cake in the morning, so if he ate one more now, he would exceed his daily limit.
That was why he had been so conflicted.
But in the end, he still failed to resist temptation and decided to secretly buy it, eat the little cake before going back, and destroy all evidence. Then Daddy and Mond would not discover he had eaten an extra one.
As for giving Izeer the cake, to Wen Yuzhi, it was only sothing done in passing. Besides, he really did need a guide familiar with the area.
And Izeer, who claid to be familiar with the area, quietly tapped his light-brain.
On the other side, the King of Spades, who was still in the hotel looking through a pile of docunts, suddenly received a ssage.
[Do you know any fun places nearby?]
[Not those filthy, chaotic places. Send so places with fewer people, sowhere quiet, with a better environnt.]
The King of Spades: “???”
If he rembered correctly, was the other party not supposed to be outside scouting?
And what was he seeing now?
Fun places?
And they had to have fewer people, be quiet, and have a good environnt... why did he not just ascend to heaven?
So while he was here painstakingly gathering intelligence, the other party had already started having fun outside...
Was he even human?
The King of Spades narrowed his eyes.
Yet in the next instant, his anger vanished without a trace.
He saw that the other party had transferred him a sum of money.
Counting the amount on it, the King of Spades replied in satisfaction: [Received, God.]
As long as one paid, no matter who it was, that person was God to him.
Very quickly, a travel guide so detailed that it included every street and every storefront was sent to Izeer’s light-brain.
Izeer opened it, quickly glanced over it, then put it away.
“Where would you like to go?”
At this point, he and Wen Yuzhi had already left the dessert shop.
The Saint Clan royal guards around Wen Yuzhi intentionally or unintentionally protected little highness in the middle, separating him from Izeer.
They did not like this human.
This dislike did not co from Izeer’s appearance or identity. In fact, whether Izeer looked good or not, whether he had money or not, made no difference at all in the eyes of the Saint Clan.
They only cared that little highness had given him a cake.
These Saint Clan royal guards showed nothing on their faces, but in their hearts, they were thinking that they also wanted a cake given by little highness.
Wen Yuzhi sensed their emotions.
He quietly said to the royal guards, “When we go back, I’ll make little cakes for you, all right?”
“!!!”
The Saint Clan, who had been a little disappointed just monts ago, were instantly coaxed back to happiness.
When they looked at the cake in Izeer’s hand again, they no longer cared so much.
After all, what the other party had was rely sothing bought from a dessert shop. They, on the other hand, would get to eat little cakes made by little highness himself.
Izeer did not know what Wen Yuzhi had said to these black-clad bodyguards, but he could feel that their attitude toward him had shifted.
Curious, he asked, “Are these all your bodyguards?”
“Yes,” Wen Yuzhi nodded without hesitation.
“They’re... all people my daddy sent to protect .”
There was nothing wrong with that explanation. The royal guards did indeed count as bodyguards Mansendis had arranged for Wen Yuzhi.
But Izeer thought of the kidnapping Wen Yuzhi had experienced before, and imdiately understood his father’s thinking.
If it were him, he also would not feel at ease letting the other party walk around outside alone.
“I haven’t been here before either, so just take around nearby.”
After saying that, Wen Yuzhi thought of sothing else and asked, pressing his lips together, “Mm... will this delay your work? If you have sothing to do, you can just tell roughly which direction has more fun places, and I can find my own way there.”
Izeer hurriedly shook his head. “I’m free.”
He lied without the slightest change in expression.
“It just so happens to be my day off today. I don’t have anything to do. I’m free the entire day.”
He emphasized the word free again. As for what he had originally planned to do...
Far away in the hotel, the King of Spades received another transfer.
“.......”
When he was very young, he had already understood one truth: when soone was happy, there would always be soone else in this world carrying the burden forward.
And right now, without question, he was the one carrying the burden forward.
The King of Spades did not say anything. He rely sent two more words to the other party:
[Add money!]
The other side was very fast, and another transfer ca through.
The King of Spades imdiately replied: [Have fun.]
By the ti this ssage was sent, Izeer had already turned off his light-brain.
He and Wen Yuzhi walked in front, followed closely by a group of bodyguards behind them.
This combination was still very conspicuous on the street, and many people looked their way along the road.
Sensing those gazes, Izeer frowned, then led Wen Yuzhi toward the luxury shopping street beside them.
As expected, there were far fewer people here, and not as many people kept staring at them.
Wen Yuzhi, however, did not care about those gazes.
All along the way, he kept looking curiously at the shops on both sides of the street.
Strictly speaking, this was the first ti he had gone shopping since coming to this world, the first ti he had co into close contact with the lives of other races.
Everything around him was new and fascinating to him.
Wen Yuzhi had long known that this place was far more technologically advanced than the world he had lived in before.
When they were still in a second-level stellar civilization, this place was already a third-level galactic civilization. Various futuristic buildings and facilities could be seen everywhere.
And Blue Luster Star was a planet under the Hill race’s na, so many more classical, artistic styles had also been preserved here.
Past and future blended together beautifully in this place.
Perhaps because the interstellar conference was going to be held here, Blue Luster Star had also gathered many people from other races at the mont.
Wen Yuzhi had only casually strolled around for a short while, yet he had already seen no fewer than several dozen races on the street.
Everyone had different appearances, different skin colors, and different styles of dress, making them very easy to distinguish.
For example, the local residents, the Hill race. Their appearance was similar to humans, but Wen Yuzhi knew that a pair of wings as thin as cicada wings could unfold from their backs. It was said to be because their bloodline was sowhat similar to elves.
There were also rfolk.
That was right. Wen Yuzhi had finally seen the famous rfolk today.
On land, rfolk could transform their tails into legs and walk, but their ears still looked like fins, and at the joints of their elbows, one could also see a thin layer of sothing like gauze.
Their faces were as gorgeous as the rumors said. The mont they appeared, they drew countless gazes.
But Wen Yuzhi had only glanced twice before Izeer pointed to a shop on one side and told him, “The ice cream from this shop is very good.”
Then Izeer added, as though casually, “Their signature flavor is vanilla.”
Wen Yuzhi had not gotten to eat the vanilla ice cream cake, so the mont he heard there was vanilla ice cream, his attention was instantly pulled away.
This shop was also decorated beautifully.
Several ice-cream-shaped pillars stood at the entrance. Their round scoops were sprinkled with nuts, chocolate, and ladyfingers, making them look tempting at a glance.
Wen Yuzhi imdiately brought Izeer and the royal guards behind him inside.
At the very mont their figures disappeared, the beautiful, eye-catching rmaid on the other side of the street looked over.
“Your Highness, we should go back. Her Majesty instructed that before the conference begins, you must behave yourself.”
The rfolk female official walking beside her saw her like this and guessed that this princess had likely found so new prey again.
There was nothing particularly wrong with their princess except for one thing she could never change.
She liked beautiful people.
Regardless of gender, regardless of race, as long as soone was good-looking, Lottie wanted to do certain tail-flicking things with them.
But this ti, Lottie did not have any improper thoughts.
After all, the other party really looked far too young, and he was so cute. She only wanted to bring him back, place him inside a shell filled with pearls, and hide him away so she could look at him every day.
Thinking this, she hurried back and leaned against Haisena’s shoulder.
“Royal Sister! I t a very cute, beautiful little doll. He should be human. When you et the human representative, help ask about him, all right?”
It would be best if she could abduct him. She could trade all her pearls and gemstones for him.
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