In terms of the outcome, the “Charity Breakfast Event” had already been interrupted by Clara’s early departure.
But the results were obvious: only Pure White Storm’s breakfast was barely edible.
Although after finishing, Clara had to leave because she was feeling unwell.
As a result, another fierce argument broke out in the live stream.
Clara’s fans believed that serving such awful food to people was outright bullying, and they even forced the Masked Hero to remove her mask.
On the other hand, the Sigma Heroes’ fans thought Clara was just ungrateful—those breakfasts were handmade by the big brothers, and other people would love to have the chance to taste them!
Perhaps this was exactly the effect Producer S wanted. What he was after was heat, attention, and controversy—even if he got criticized, as long as people talked about it online, that counted as a win.
“Should we go to the infirmary for a check-up?”
Lucia asked, holding Clara in her arms.
“It’s fine. I just need a bit of rest.”
“If there’s anything you can’t eat next time, let us know in advance… That said, you must be hungry, right? Should I bring you something to eat from the restaurant to your room?”
Because this event had gone even worse than expected, Clara hadn’t received any proper food at all, and her stomach, empty since last night, grumbled right on cue.
“In that case, sorry to trouble you, but please get me something light.”
“Sure~”
Lucia turned and went upstairs. Ogata Dharma also needed to stay and keep things under control, and simply said, “Pure White Storm, you take Clara back to her room to rest first.”
“Alright.”
Sista nodded and moved to stand beside Clara.
“Come join the second event this afternoon. Other than certain special activities, we don’t livestream in the guest rooms, so just rest up for now.”
As a result, Clara was already on sick leave by the first morning of the group trip.
She wondered if this would leave the viewers with the impression of a sickly beauty, and even felt a bit guilty for slacking off—maybe she should come out to join soon after resting? At least if she slacked off on camera, her cuteness could still reward the livestream viewers?
Ogata Dharma also left, leaving just Clara and Sista alone. Sista quietly apologized again.
“Sorry, Clara, for making you eat such a terrible breakfast.”
“It’s okay, I’m not angry with you. It’s the event arrangement’s fault! It’s that producer’s fault, the one who wouldn’t even show up in person!”
At this moment, Nyx reminded her:
[All the schedule arrangements during the group trip have received President Chesia’s approval.]
“…I know.”
Perhaps it was Producer S’s idea, but Chesia hadn’t objected—in fact, she might even be watching the livestream, waiting to be entertained.
Clara glanced at the “pretty boy” beside her. Even though she knew Sista was actually a girl, there wasn’t a trace of feminine air in her features. Her face was androgynous, but Sista didn’t leave a feminine impression at all.
[Or rather, she herself isn’t even conscious of it. Although she has the body of a seventeen-year-old girl, after all, she was created based on a beautiful boy model.]
Her reason for being born was to wear that set of pure white exoskeleton armor and join the Sigma series as a new hero.
Artificial humans are designed from the start.
Not just their personality and appearance, but even their future path and their definition as heroes are set from the moment they’re made.
“That’s why Ogata Dharma said before that Sista is a born hero, but her humanity is rather thin…”
Clara muttered to herself, and Sista looked over, not really understanding.
“What’s wrong?”
“No, nothing… You should get some rest in your room too, okay?”
Just as they were about to reach her assigned cabin, Nyx continued the previous topic.
[The reason Ogata Dharma told you that secret was probably because he hopes you can help Sista grow more as a person.]
“Why me?”
[Because you were the first friend she brought to meet Ogata Dharma.]
“…Friend?”
Clara asked herself: could she count Sista as a friend?
Even though they hadn’t met many times, they’d experienced several incidents together, and she didn’t dislike her at all—in fact, she couldn’t just leave her alone now…
After all, she was only a year old.
Even if her mind had been “fast-tracked” on the production line, her real-life experience was still lacking.
“Wait, Clara.”
Sista suddenly grabbed her and even hid behind a nearby bench.
“There’s someone in your room.”
Clara’s cabin was right in front of her, but she hadn’t noticed anything. She simply replied, “At this hour, it’s probably just a cleaning staff from the resort?”
“Is it?”
Sista retorted, and Clara wasn’t so sure.
But generally, cleaning staff don’t enter guest rooms while they’re still occupied, do they? Or maybe in a luxury resort, they’re just that attentive?
“Is there really a need to hide? Why not just go in and take a look?”
Clara pulled Sista up and said, “Think about it, there’s still a solar storm raging outside, and besides us and the staff, there’s no way some outside thief could get in~ And even if there was a thief, could they possibly take on two heroes?”
Clara didn’t feel nervous at all, since the resort staff were all employees of Nightmare, just not in on the details.
To put it bluntly, even if a thief did break in, Clara and Sista wouldn’t even need to lift a finger; the security department would catch them and beat them black and blue.
So Clara nonchalantly scanned her palm to unlock the door, wanting to see which little rascal dared to try stealing from Grandpa Squid…
“Uh.”
There really was someone in the second-floor bedroom. She couldn’t see who it was, and the person didn’t leave immediately upon seeing Clara enter, as if provoking her.
It was a vaguely outlined but blurry human figure.
Clearly, this person was using the same gadget Ogata Dharma had given everyone. Clara had used it herself while bathing last night, but only the staff from the two hero companies should possess one.
Clara raised an eyebrow and demanded, “Who are you? What are you doing in my room?”
With just the outline, it was almost impossible to tell who it was. There were people who had the gadget but weren’t at the filming site, like Fran and Sigma Heroes’ maintenance engineers…
But the latter had stayed up all night fixing exoskeletons and had gone back to their room to rest.
“Fran?”
No, Fran had no reason to sneak in.
But the person didn’t say a word, which made Clara even more annoyed.
“Are you mute, or just pretending to be mysterious?”
She threatened, “If you don’t remove that gadget, I’m going to take action!!”
Clara straightened her mask, but before she could switch to Magical Girl mode, the blurry figure jumped off the second-floor balcony.
“Tch! Trying to run?!”
Clara was about to summon her squid broom, but Sista had already charged after them.
“Access code: z, deploy suit!”