As Aventurine raised an eyebrow, a curious expression played across his face. "Now that's interesting. What exactly can these friends offer me?"
Himeko responded with a gentle smile, "That, my dear clockmaker, is a topic worthy of a longer discussion. Why don't we take a seat and get to know each other over a drink?"
"Certainly, certainly," Aventurine agreed enthusiastically, but then his tone shifted. "However, Navigator, I must point out—if I were to lend a hand, the time saved would be a result of my efforts, not a gift from you or your companions."
Himeko's expression faltered slightly at his words, but Aventurine quickly changed his tune:
"...But I must say, I'm particularly fond of the latter part of your suggestion! Indeed, nothing is more precious than friendship, especially with upstanding Trailblazers like the Nameless. I'll be counting on you all to look after me during my stay in Penacony. Here's to a pleasant acquaintance!"
[March 7th: I can't shake the feeling that there's something off about his words... It's as if he's hiding a multitude of secrets.]
[Himeko: From an outsider's perspective, it seems this Mr. Aventurine is deliberately steering our conversation.]
[Jing Yuan: Indeed. He's completely controlling the rhythm of this dialogue. I must admit, as a high-ranking corporate executive, he possesses a remarkable skill in verbal fencing.]
[Aventurine: I appreciate the compliment, General.]
In the scene, Aventurine turned his gaze towards the reception desk.
"My dear," he addressed the receptionist, "you've witnessed our exchange. For my sake, please allow this lady to check in. I have an appointment with the Sunday gentleman from the Family, who will handle this matter later. Rest assured, it won't cause you any trouble."
"But... this is..." the receptionist hesitated. Just then, salvation arrived.
"Ellie, calm yourself. The Family can't allow guests to enter their dreams burdened with worry," a voice called out.
Two figures approached, their necks adorned with snow-white wings and metallic halos hovering above their heads.
The man wore extravagant attire, every detail exuding an air of nobility. The woman, in contrast, shone like a dazzling star—her outfit reminiscent of a beloved pop idol, both fashionable and captivating.
Aventurine turned, a smile playing on his lips. "Speak of the devil—look who's here! Sunday, the most handsome man in Penacony, and the universe-renowned songstress, Robin."
"How amusing," Robin chuckled softly, "he calls you the most handsome man in Penacony."
[Fan A: It's Miss Robin! I'm your biggest fan!]
[Fan B: Oh my god, I'm dying!]
[Fan C: This is the first time I've seen Miss Robin in person, off-stage!]
[Star: Is Miss Robin really that popular?]
[March 7th: Oh yes, yes! Miss Robin's song 'To Keep a Heart from Sorrow' is the best I've ever heard!]
[Welt: Miss Robin is a renowned singer across the universe, with fans throughout the galaxy... However, I can't help but feel her voice sounds slightly different from usual.]
[Robin: I never expected such a lovely young lady to be my fan. It's my honor to meet you all.]
"We apologize for the wait, Mr. Aventurine. Please, follow me," Sunday gestured, leading Aventurine away.
"Of course, but please, a moment," Aventurine smiled, approaching Star. With a casual tone, he explained, "My friend, I hope you're well. That earlier comment was just a jest—I trust you didn't take offense?"
Star shook his head gently, "It's fine, I didn't mind at all."
"Allow me to apologize for my rudeness. Here, take this—credit points, a small gift to make amends."
Star hesitated, but firmly declined the offer, "Thank you, but that won't be necessary."
"I admire your integrity. I like you—consider us friends. Take it, these are credit points."
As Aventurine finished speaking, his bank account had already transferred 20,000 credit points to Star. He then turned and left with Sunday.
[March 7th: Friend fee! I want to be your friend too!]
[Guinaifen: Mr. Aventurine, be my friend as well! I can even perform for you.]
[Seele: Though I'm not quite sure what credit points are... can true friendship really be bought with money?]
[Aventurine: Well, it's just a personal habit of mine. Please don't read too much into it.]
[Sampo: I don't mind at all! Old Sampo here wants to be your friend too!]
The scene remained focused on the rest area, where Robin engaged in conversation with the Astral Express crew.
"Are you a member of the Penacony Family, like Mr. Sunday?" Welt inquired.
Robin shook her head with a smile, "To be honest, I'm a guest here, just like all of you. Penacony is my hometown, but I left after growing up. I'm fortunate to have been invited back to perform at the Harmony Festival."
She then mentioned Sunday's name again, "The Sunday you referred to is my older brother, one of Penacony's key figures and the organizer of this Harmony Festival. When he heard about your troubles, he asked me to come and offer assistance."
Robin's expression turned apologetic, "Unfortunately, we arrived a bit late. I'm truly sorry for the unpleasant check-in experience you've had."
"Please, don't worry," Sunday, who had returned to the rest area, quickly picked up where Robin left off. "I've instructed Ellie to resolve the system issues as soon as possible—and to upgrade your room types as compensation. The hotel will arrange suitable accommodations shortly."
[March 7th: Oh wow, room upgrades? That's amazing!]
[Sunday: It's the least we can do to make up for the inconvenience you've experienced after traveling so far.]
[Lord Inferno: Enjoy the invitation, enjoy... the destruction bestowed by the Eternal Flame Palace!]
[Sparkle: Well, if it isn't Lord Inferno from the Nihility gang. Always going on about destruction, but to Nanook, you're less attention-grabbing than a child deliberately breaking a vase.]
[Lord Inferno: Fool, you're courting death...]
[Sparkle: Haha, how amusing! Look, the little clown is having a meltdown.]
"Mr. Aventurine had a prior engagement with the Oak family and has already checked in. On his behalf, I extend apologies to the Astral Express crew and look forward to working with you all in the future," Sunday explained.
Welt nodded slightly before speaking, "We appreciate your intervention, but is it appropriate to upgrade our rooms exclusively? From what I understand, there should be numerous invited guests from various factions."
"Rest assured, the Family will take responsibility for communicating with everyone and extend a warm invitation to Penacony. As the actual managers here, it is both our duty and obligation to address any concerns for our esteemed guests," Sunday replied earnestly.
His tone was humble and gentle, naturally endearing him to others. He then bowed slightly in apology, "I sincerely apologize for this unexpected visit and for taking up your valuable time. We'll take our leave now, but please don't hesitate to reach out if you encounter any issues or need assistance during your stay in Penacony. The Family will be at your service at any time."
Robin nodded in agreement, smiling as she bid farewell, "May you all enjoy a beautiful and unforgettable time in the realm of dreams." With that, they turned and left, leaving behind a group of thoughtful individuals.
Welt spoke up, "We appreciate your willingness to intervene, but is it appropriate to upgrade our rooms exclusively? From what I understand, there should be numerous invited guests from various factions."