Honkai Impact: Star Railway: I'm really not a Star God!

That Ling Kong was really being unreasonable. Luckily, Ling Kong stopped asking half of the questions, otherwise he felt that his disguise would be exposed by Ling Kong sooner or later.

Stretching, the flamboyant Sambo lazily muttered to himself.

"Well, the performance went smoothly this time... It's time to prepare the actors to move to the designated performance venue..."

"Do I have any more scenes to film?"

"Look... huh!?"

Sambo, realizing what was happening, retreated rapidly, staring in disbelief at Lingzhong.

How could this be?! I haven't even noticed him for so long?!

"you!?"

Hello, Sambo.

Sambo chuckled when he was recognized, letting out a mature and charming laugh.

"Oh dear, friend, what are you talking about? His name is Bosang, not Sambo!"

Seeing that Sangbo refused to admit it, Lingkong suddenly had a mischievous urge.

In a flash, before even Sangbo could react, his waist was grabbed in mid-air.

Then, Ling Kong's lips curled up slightly as he pinched Sang Bo's chin and said.

"You are so rude."

Such a tone made Sangbo shudder, and goosebumps instantly rose on his skin.

He quickly pushed Lingzhong's chest, causing the surrounding air to ripple, but Lingzhong remained completely still, and even said with a hint of excitement.

"Little brat, are you playing hard to get?"

No...! He used seventy percent of his strength in that push!

"Hey buddy! I'm a guy! I give up, okay?!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Sambo immediately confessed.

If he didn't say anything, he felt like he was about to be crushed (sad).

Sambo actually failed here!

After finishing his acting, Ling Kong leaned against the wall, watching Sang Bo keep patting the places on his body that had been touched.

What? You're looking down on me now?

(By the way, when I was looking up information, I checked the relationship between Jepard and Sambo, and then Baidu brought up several pages of...ketones, the author is deep in thought.jpg)

"Hey buddy, is it really necessary? You didn't follow us all this way, did you? Aren't you even going to abandon your companions?"

Ling Kong didn't answer the question, but instead carefully examined Fanbosang (to confirm).

Perhaps because Sambo's eyes are naturally feminine, Sambo in women's clothing doesn't look out of place at all. He looks like a young woman with high attack and low defense, or a cunning and naive girl.

"Not bad, to be honest, your women's clothing is really perfect. If I hadn't seen you before, I wouldn't have recognized you."

Upon hearing Ling Kong's words, Sang Bo's smile suddenly froze.

and many more...

His body has just been seen naked!?

Is this some kind of twisted thing?!

"You just... you've finished watching it all?"

Ling Kong nodded without hesitation.

"Look! It's Jepard! He's bringing them back!"

Suddenly, Sambo roared, drawing away Ling Kong's attention. His appearance changed rapidly as he rushed into the street, while everyone around him seemed to ignore him.

Having successfully blended into the crowd, Sambo didn't dare look back and kept walking forward.

He walked until he reached a house, then surveyed the surroundings and found that Ling Kong had not followed.

"Phew~ I almost messed up the performance... Luckily, my performances never go wrong. Makeup is an essential part of performing, isn't it?"

Sambo muttered to himself as he pushed open the door to his settlement in the Upper City.

Sangbo turned on the heater, slumped onto the sofa, crossed his legs, and poured himself a glass of water.

I need to drink some water to calm myself down; I haven't seen anything this outrageous in a long time.

I can't believe I was tracked so easily.

Sambo, you've really regressed.

After finishing a glass of water, Sangbo was about to get another when the glass was refilled.

"Thank you."

He said something instinctively.

"You're welcome."

boom!

As if hit by the blast wave, the items inside the house were instantly blasted against the walls, and the entire room was reduced to fragments in the blink of an eye.

Sambo's pupils contracted slightly as several different types of power coalesced into an energy ball, which he then bombarded the airborne target.

But no matter how much noise was inside, no one outside could detect it.

All attacks stopped a foot away from mid-air.

All the energy spheres in front of him seemed to be frozen in time, and he easily brushed them aside.

Seeing Ling Zhong perform such an exaggerated scene, Sangbo, who was still preparing to resist, changed his attitude once again.

"Oh my gosh~ who is it~ you startled me, Brother Lingkong~ it's you~ I'm so sorry, did I get your clothes dirty? Do you want me to wipe them for you?"

Snapped.

With a snap of his fingers, the previously chaotic house seemed to be turned in reverse, and everything except Sambo's attack began to flow backward.

Sambo suppressed his shock, his mind racing with thoughts of who this Ling Kong really was.

"The people of the end times...?! No... I didn't sense the power of the end times... What is this... Could it be?!"

With his strength, it's impossible that he couldn't tell which path Ling Kong belonged to. If he couldn't even tell...

That means... being suspended in mid-air is really a bit terrifying.

They are people who have forged their own path.

A path of destiny yet to be explored.

But... why would something like this follow the Star Train?!

He goes and spreads his destiny; in time he will surely become a god!

Why... are you going to persecute a little fun-loving person like me...?

After restoring everything to its original state, Ling Kong sat in the spot where Sang Bo had just been sitting, crossed his legs, and said with a smile.

"Do you have coffee here? I'd like it with 70% sugar."

"Okay~ my good friend, I'll go prepare it for you right away."

Seemingly remembering something, Ling Kong asked another question.

Do you know how to make coffee?

"Yes, it's not difficult."

"Really?"

"real."

Sambo was puzzled for a moment, then shook his head to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts.

Seriously, does this mean they don't believe in their own professional abilities?

Just making coffee?

Anyone can do that.

For Sambo, all he needs are hands.

Chapter 32 Sambo's Enlightenment, Aha's Descent

(Sigh, I had a little argument with my partner tonight... it got a bit late... I'm only starting to write now at 1 AM, and I have to get up early at 8 AM tomorrow... I'll catch up on what I missed yesterday this week... Sorry, oh right, everyone, Happy Children's Day!)

"Sir, may I ask why you are traveling with the Starry Sky Train...?"

A cup of coffee is placed on the suspended table, and Bosang (the female version of Sambo) stands respectfully to the side.

Taking a small sip, Sambo confirmed that the coffee was indeed the 70% sugar coffee that Lingkong had imagined.

The rich and lingering taste has a hint of sweetness and a hint of bitterness.

"Me? Why did the way you address me suddenly change?"

Ling Kong smiled slightly, looked up, and almost spat out his coffee.

Bosang had changed into a classic black and white maid outfit, with something padding her chest.

Playing it so elaborately?

Seeing Ling Kong's confusion, Bo Sang smiled and said.

"My lord, this is only right. It's only natural to show respect to the strong. I happen to have this set of clothes, which is convenient for disguise. I think... you'll get used to it if I dress like this, right?"

Anyway, they're all just people looking for fun. They've been hiding their cross-dressing in the upper-class area for so long, so wearing a maid outfit isn't shameful at all.

Everything is for pleasure.

Ling Kong nodded in acknowledgment and asked.

"As for why I followed the Starry Sky Train, there was no particular purpose; I simply have a good impression of them. However, I came with you this time because I want to ask you to do something for me."

With a fawning expression, Bosang said excitedly.