If you put aside the age factor -
Biscuit, at this moment, would undoubtedly be experiencing the fluttering of a young girl's heart, eager to engage in deeper communication with Moses.
Don't get it wrong, it's just about getting to know each other better, definitely not because of Moses's handsome appearance.
Unfortunately, precisely because of the age factor, even though she was crazily adding points for Moses, it was ultimately impossible for her to take further action.
'Too young, too tender…'
Even with good dental health, she still couldn't overcome the hurdle in her heart.
'Perhaps men's fashion magazines are my true calling.'
"Big brother, thank you."
Biscuit's inner thoughts were particularly rich, but her cheeks blushed, and with her head lowered, she shyly thanked Moses.
In this way, she appeared like a young girl experiencing her first crush.
It must be said, with Biscuit's big wine-red eyes and a cute face featuring a delicate nose and cherry-like small mouth, combined with the shy look of a girl, she was truly lethal.
And what's most terrifying is—
Her real age starts at 50, but judging from her current words and actions, she behaves exactly like a girl under 14.
If Moses hadn't known Biscuit's true appearance and age, he might have fallen for it now.
"You're welcome."
Moses smiled gently.
'Truly a versatile one...'
'Not only spouting lies one after another, but also doing so without blinking an eye.'
'With such acting skills, it would be a waste not to enter the entertainment industry.'
He thought silently in his heart.
"Big brother, I... I'm thirsty."
Biscuit raised her head and looked at Moses shyly. Clasping her hands together, she appeared somewhat embarrassed.
Moses said calmly: "Thirsty, huh? No problem, just sit here. I'll go to the counter and check if they have any fruit juice or milk."
"Mm-hmm."
Biscuit showed a somewhat sheepish smile to Moses.
Seeing this, Moses sighed in his heart again. As he walked towards the bar, he glanced at Biscuit with the corner of his eye. At this moment, she was sitting awkwardly on the high stool with a clumsy and struggling posture.
'…"
Moses almost burst into laughter again but held back.
'Acting through and through, no mistakes were allowed, right...'
'Sometimes, knowing all the details is a kind of torture.'
Moses, feeling somewhat complicated, arrived at the counter. He then ordered a glass of milk for Biscuit.
Before the bartender brought the milk, he couldn't help but consider running away.
It can't be helped… engaging in an acting showdown with a shapeshifter is just too exhausting.
An even more serious issue is—
Leaving aside why Biscuit is here, Moses deduced that her sudden approach was most likely because she set her eyes on the bead left behind by Rat Jewel. He couldn't think of any other reason.
'Speaking of which, this blue bead is indeed very similar to the Blue Planet gem unique to the Greed Island...'
'But in terms of material and feel, the bead left behind by Rat Jewel is more like a glass bead than a sapphire.'
'So, as long as it conforms to her aesthetic standards, Biscuit will take action?'
However, Moses won't hand over the Rat Jewel's bead under any circumstances.
Thinking of this, the desire to run away became even stronger.
But where could he run to on this airship?
Maintaining the older brother persona and engaging in an acting showdown with Biscuit just now, was also a concern about Biscuit flipping the table.
After all, with her strength, she could easily crush him with just one finger.
If she insisted on taking the Rat Jewel's bead, to be honest, he wouldn't have any means to stop her.
That's why, letting Biscuit immerse herself in the little sister persona would be easier to deal with.
'Sigh, why does even an airship journey have to be so complicated... Anyway, let's take it one step at a time.'
Moses felt somewhat helpless.
Based on the information about Biscuit revealed in the original work, it can be seen that Biscuit, who is practitioner of Shingen-ryu, is an expert who has bottom lines and principles.
Perhaps he should be grateful for this, but he shouldn't underestimate the determination of a Pro Hunter when hunting something.
With Biscuit's style, his life will naturally not be threatened, but the Rat Jewel's bead was another matter.
It's likely that she won't give up until she gets the bead. The only difference lies in the method she plans to use to take it.
Moses took the milk from the bartender and immediately walked towards Biscuit.
By the table near the window, Biscuit sat on the high stool, with her hands propping up her chin, and her small legs swinging back and forth like a swing.
Moses approached and gently placed the milk in front of Biscuit.
"Thank you, big brother."
Biscuit seemed too shy to look directly at Moses.
'Keep acting, just keep your act.'
'It's best if you can continue acting until the airship arrives at Spice City Airport.'
Moses smiled at Biscuit and sat on the seat next to her.
His cocktail had already passed its prime tasting time, as more than half of the ice cubes in the glass had melted, and droplets of water condensed on the outer surface of the cup.
Wiping away the water droplets with his index finger, Moses was contemplating about how to get rid of Biscuit's entanglement.
'Should I directly mention my relationship with Cheadle?'
'No, that would be too abrupt.'
He could only subtly reveal his connection with Cheadle when he was in front of Biscuit.
In this way, there is a slight possibility that Biscuit's 'hunting' intention will be dispelled.
But the problem is… He doesn't have a phone, and he doesn't know Cheadle's contact number.
The only person he could contact was the one named Lisha on the note.
'That's right, there should be a public phone on the airship...'
Moses's thoughts were spinning.
"Big brother."
Biscuit's voice rang out beside him: "I still don't know what your name is..."
"Kester Bincy."
Moses said the name on the fake ID card.
When getting the fake ID, he only provided a photo, and the information such as name and origin were all provided by the green-haired young man.
"What about you?"
After stating his name, Moses turned his head to look at Biscuit.
Seeing Moses looking at her, Biscuit blushed again. She quickly averted her gaze, and whispered: "My name is Biscuit Krueger."
"Biscuit... that's a very nice name."
Moses said with a gentle smile.
Unexpectedly, Biscuit, who was always adept at acting, would give her real name during the 'self-introduction' session.
"Thank you."
Biscuit said, showing a happy smile.
Moses glanced at the half-drunk milk and asked softly: "Biscuit, how is your butt? Does it still hurt?"
"It's much better."
Biscuit replied, lowering her head with a hint of embarrassment.
"That's good."
Moses pretended to be relieved, and then suggested: "It's quite late now. How about I escort you back to your room?"
"Ah, eh, isn't it too fast for us to do that?"
Biscuit's voice is like the chirping of mosquitoes, barely audible.
"Okay then, how about… hmm?"
Moses, who had prepared his words in advance, suddenly stopped mid-sentence, looking at Biscuit with doubtful expression.
He originally wanted to leave with an excuse to make a phone call and then see Biscuit's reaction, but he didn't expect her to bring up such a bold statement.
Biscuit quickly realized her slip and tried to salvage the situation, saying: "What I meant was, I'm not sleepy yet. Going back to the room now is a bit too fast!"
"…"
Moses displayed a somewhat strained smile at her words.
'Tired, so tired.'
If it were a different time and place, he wouldn't mind engaging in a deeper conversation with Biscuit.
Don't misunderstand, it's just about getting to know each other better and perhaps learning something from Biscuit.
But right now, he simply didn't have the mood for it.