Honkai Impact 3rd: Starting with creating an anime version of Honkai Impact 3rd

Kevin took out his phone, put it on silent mode, secretly took a picture, and sent it to Su privately.

Su replied quickly.

The doctor, with a compassionate heart, said: "Where did you meet her? I just checked Yaqing's room, and there was no one there."

COOL~: "On the first floor of XX Plaza Shopping Center, Sue, look at the person next to him, doesn't her back look like Senior Mebius?"

A doctor's compassionate heart: "It's not just similar, it is."

As someone who sat in the same row as Mebius at the movie screening, Sue had naturally seen Mebius's clothes before. So when Kevin's candid photos were sent over, he immediately recognized Mebius as the person next to Yaqing.

"Kevin, they're on the elevator," Mei whispered.

Kevin ended his online conversation with Sue, quickly pulled Mei to the elevator, pressed the button for another elevator, carefully observed which floor the elevator was stopping at, and jumped in as soon as the elevator doors opened.

"Mei, are you sure they went to the eighth floor?" Kevin asked doubtfully as Mei pressed the button for the eighth floor without hesitation.

"Idiot." Mei slapped Kevin away, seemingly annoyed that Kevin had infected her with his stupidity, and explained, "There were only Ya Qing and Mebius in that elevator just now. The elevator only stayed on the eighth floor for a short while before descending to the basement. Unless they had already driven away."

"But is that even possible? It's already dinnertime. Why would they come to the mall for a stroll and then have dinner in the courtyard?" Mei was quite confident that she would run into them on the eighth floor.

With a ding, Kevin and May arrived on the eighth floor. It was the weekend, and there were quite a few couples on dates there. After dinner, they could catch a movie, and afterwards, they could go straight to…

Kevin and May exchanged a glance, and as expected of a couple, they silently took out masks from their pockets and put them on.

A few minutes earlier, Yaqing and Mebius had arrived on the eighth floor and chosen a barbecue restaurant with a short queue. Sitting on the chairs in the queue, Yaqing never imagined that one day he would be shopping and eating with Mebius.

"I suddenly have a bad feeling." Möbius paused in his milk tea drinking. The feeling was familiar, like some pink fat woman was spying on him.

"Senior, what's wrong?" Yaqing saw Mebius's delicate body tremble and thought she was cold.

"It's nothing, it's probably because Klein is still working overtime." Möbius didn't take it seriously, thinking he was overthinking it.

Yaqing looked puzzled. What did this have to do with Klein? Klein's overtime work was unusual; he spent seven days a week in the lab, almost getting someone called the police.

It wasn't long before it was Yaqing's turn to queue. The barbecue restaurant wasn't particularly lavishly decorated, but it had a certain atmosphere, the kind of ambiguous atmosphere between couples. In fact, there were couples all around them, and even at the table next to them, a couple was intimately feeding each other.

Yaqing and Mebius felt uncomfortable, but since they were already seated, they were too embarrassed to leave.

"Ahem, senior, what would you like to order?" Yaqing handed the menu to Mebius and asked the waiter to bring the grill and charcoal first.

“Me order? Okay, this is fine…” Mebius was not polite to Yaqing at all, ordering one of almost every type of roast meat on the menu.

Yaqing smiled and said, "Senior, I don't care what you order, but there's one thing: you can't waste food."

Mebius's pretty face stiffened, but she stubbornly replied, "That's none of your business. I can definitely finish it. It's just a small amount of my appetite."

Yaqing raised an eyebrow.

Just as Yaqing and Mebius's lavish barbecue platter was served, the two furtive individuals finally entered, wearing masks and baseball caps; they were either celebrities or wanted criminals.

"Look at how ambiguous it is," Kevin said in a low voice.

"This wasn't caused by you, Kevin, was it?" Mei whispered.

"Huh?" Kevin was stunned.

“You forgot? This afternoon in the courtyard, you called Yaqing a single dog, which probably provoked him, which is why he finally went out on a date with Möbius.” Mei’s eyes suddenly became wise.

"No way..." Kevin wasn't sure either.

"Hey, hey!" The waiter almost called the police when he saw the two of them come in without ordering anything and instead furtively peeking at the "couple" at the opposite table. He forced a polite smile and asked, "Excuse me, may we order now?"

"Oh, okay." Kevin ordered a few grilled meat platters and handed them to Mei, saying, "Do you think we should tell the people in the courtyard?"

"Let's forget about it. Since they haven't notified us, why should we bother?" May rejected Kevin's suggestion.

Kevin whispered, "Back in the academy, everyone knew that Senior Mebius had feelings for Yaqing, but Yaqing didn't know if she really didn't know or was just pretending not to."

"Kevin, do you think they'll go back to the courtyard tonight?" Mei asked curiously.

"I don't know, let's just keep following along."

Chapter 52 Mutual Accusations of Dark History

The grilled meat sizzled and smelled delicious. Just as Yaqing was about to take it away, Mebius snatched it away with his chopsticks. Mebius ate the meat without hesitation, seemingly forgetting that it had just been taken from the hot grill.

"Hot, hot, hot..." Mebius kept fanning her tempting red lips with her small hands, unwilling to spit out the roasted meat.

"Senior Mebius, being a natural airhead really doesn't suit you." Ya Qing looked at the scene with amusement, remembering Otto's teachings, and politely handed him a glass of ice water.

Mebius took the ice water, drank it all in one gulp, and felt the pain on his lips, suspecting he had been scalded and blistered.

"Then how do you know what kind of personality I have?" Mebius stared into Yaqing's eyes.

Yaqing smiled slightly, picked up a piece of grilled meat, and said with a smile, "Senior, we must have met about ten years ago. You were a sophomore then, and Kevin, Su, and I were freshmen. I remember you had a reputation as a cool and aloof campus beauty."

"Heh, aloof?" Mebius scoffed. "Would you listen to the thoughts of beasts? Rather than aloof, perhaps it's more accurate to say I disdain communicating with them."

Möbius suddenly seemed to remember something and couldn't help but laugh, chuckling, "Speaking of campus life, I remembered that you, Sue, and Kevin's little follower were called by them... what was it again, the Three Kings of the Thousand Feathers, hahahaha."

"Senior, is it really okay for us to bring up our embarrassing past like this?" Yaqing felt uncomfortable just thinking about that cringeworthy nickname. She guessed that only Kevin had ever enthusiastically called himself "Your Highness" back then.

“Didn’t you bring it up first?” Mebius was not at a disadvantage.

At the next table, Kevin and May looked at the two laughing happily with curiosity. Kevin asked in confusion, "What are they talking about? They seem to be having a great time. I should have sat closer."

“I think I heard them talking about… the Three Kings of Qianyu?!” Mei’s expression was strange. She knew that her boyfriend was a serious case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) in college. When someone gave him the title of “Prince”, he accepted it with great interest.

The mere mention of this cringeworthy nickname makes Kevin, who has been a corporate slave for five or six years and whose cringeworthy tendencies have been worn away by life, feel extremely uncomfortable. In particular, the thought of calling himself "Your Highness" back then makes him feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.

"Why do they talk about this all the time?" Kevin ate his barbecue with gusto, seemingly trying to temporarily forget his teenage years through binge eating.

"Does dating these days mean talking about each other's embarrassing past?" Mei said it wasn't hard to understand.

“This is definitely not normal, but…” Kevin also felt that it was quite normal for Möbius and Yaqing, after all…

Yaqing and Mebius sneezed.

Both of them felt that someone was insulting them.

"What are your thoughts?" Möbius asked.

"What are you thinking about?" Yaqing dipped the grilled meat in the sauce.

"You suddenly want to make anime again? The ratings for your previous work, 'Saving of the Saint,' were zero. So you're so unconfident about the new script?" Mebius blew on the hot grilled meat, and only put it in his mouth after it had cooled down a bit.

"I didn't write the script for 'The Story of a Saint' back then."

Mentioning this, Yaqing gritted his teeth in anger. Back then, he had just graduated when Otto called him back to take the blame, which caused the block he was in charge of to be delayed until now. The board of directors used this incident to reject his creative ideas.

"I can see it now. Saintess Karen was obviously written by that President Otto. You left the Far East without a word back then just to go back and take the blame, right?" Möbius actually believed it back then, thinking that Yaqing had a crush on a married woman.

"So, this time you're going to make someone else take the blame?" When Mebius saw that the screenwriter's name was only Walter Yang, he knew that Ya Qing had made the same choice as Otto.

"It's not a lack of confidence, quite the opposite, I'm extremely confident in the script." The fruit platter that Yaqing ordered was served, and she took a bite of the sliced ​​watermelon to cleanse herself of the greasiness from the barbecue.

"It's precisely because of my confidence in the script that I'm afraid someone might send me razor blades, or even that some radical viewers might actually kill me in real life," Yaqing said earnestly.

"What exactly did you write at the end?" Seeing that Ya Qing would rather give the credit to others than write his own name on it, Möbius became a little curious.

"It's nothing, just a story about a beautiful girl saving the world." Yaqing added a bunch more raw meat to the baking tray.

Möbius frowned and asked, "You're not a minotaur, are you?"

Yaqing had just taken a sip of water when she almost spat it onto Mebius's pretty face. Luckily, she managed to hold it in, otherwise, before the radical audience could give her a knife, Mebius would have personally sent her to the experimental operating table.

"How could you have such a thought?!" Ya Qing could no longer maintain his feigned gentlemanly demeanor and stared at Mebius in astonishment.

"What else? You said it's a story about a beautiful girl saving the world. Apart from cows and green, I really can't think of any reason why you'd be afraid the audience would stab you." Mebius pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Hehe, these are all cancers, they shouldn't exist in the world." Ya Qing said while eating.

Mebius propped his head up and watched him quietly.

After finishing the roasted meat on the grill, Yaqing got up to pay the bill, but Mebius stopped him.

"do not move."

Yaqing subconsciously stopped in her tracks.

Mebius pulled out a tissue and wiped the sauce off Yaqing's lips.

Kevin, who was at the next table, secretly took another photo and sent it to Sue.

A doctor with a compassionate heart: "So...wonderful?"

Sue, who was having dinner with everyone in the Golden Courtyard, looked at the photos Kevin sent her and opened her narrowed eyes in shock.

"Brother Su, what's wrong?" Seeing that Su had actually opened his eyes, everyone's curiosity was instantly piqued, and Pado, who was sitting closest, was the first to ask.

"It's nothing, Kevin just sent me a picture of a restaurant I've always wanted to go to." Typical doctor, lying without batting an eye.

But Sue's explanation was so unbelievable that even the canned food vendor probably wouldn't believe it, let alone anyone else.

COOL~: "I feel like they're even sweeter than me and Mei. To be honest, even the dangerous senior Meibius is acting like a woman when she's in love."

The doctor said with a compassionate heart: "Kevin, you'd better not say such things in front of Senior Mebius, otherwise you might end up like Senior Klein."

COOL~: "Of course, I'm not stupid. I'm not saying anything more, they're leaving."

After paying the bill, Yaqing and Mebius left the barbecue restaurant. This time, they took the elevator down to the basement level, with Mebius sitting in the passenger seat of the McLaren.

"Senior, where to next? To World Serpent, or back to the courtyard?" Yaqing reached for the steering wheel with one hand and took out her phone with the other.