Chapter 103: Before the Catastrophe

“I can do it myself! Hey hey! Don’t do that!” In the bedroom, as Fengxue approached, Riju kept sliding backward.

“I’m just doing my duty as a servant. Stretch your leg!” Fengxue wore an evil smile, holding a... sock?

“But the problem is that your master is female! You wouldn’t be trying to take advantage of me, would you?” Riju blushed red and wrapped herself in the quilt, staring at Fengxue with a dangerous gaze.

“Although you say that, the Muye Family doesn’t have any maids...” Fengxue spread her hands, completely unfazed by the sock still in her hand, “Besides, even if I wanted to take advantage, Digimon don’t have genders. Even if they look like they have male or female traits, that’s just appearance. Essentially, there’s no difference. They don’t mate, nor do they have...”

“Enough!” Riju’s face had turned red, looking like a tomato. I don’t know when it started, but Fengxue had begun to enjoy this daily teasing of Riju.

“Alright...” Fengxue replied perfunctorily while grabbing a small foot and slipping the sock on it, “If I did it like this from the start, there wouldn’t be a problem. Morning time is so tight!”

“You guy... I told you I can do it myself, right?” Riju had given up on resistance, resembling a Barbie doll that could only passively accept being dressed by others.

“Servants letting their masters dress themselves is a servant’s shame!” Fengxue said seriously while dressing Riju in today’s travel outfit.

“By the way, Riju, your hair quality is excellent. Your hairstyle would look great too, don’t always tie it up like that!” Combing through Riju’s long hair that fell past her shoulders, Fengxue was mesmerized by its silky texture.

“No!” Riju’s tone was firm, completely different from her earlier refusal to change clothes.

“Ah, why are you so attached to this pineapple head?” Fengxue helplessly tied up Riju’s hair. Although Riju’s hairstyle couldn’t be called ugly, Fengxue always recalled the Nara family. It’s a truly tragic story.

“Hmph!” Riju didn’t reply, and Fengxue didn’t ask again. Ever since Fengxue evolved, the daily morning clothing play had ended like this.

She prepared breakfast that had been started at five in the morning, at the perfect temperature to enjoy, of course also preparing portions for Riju’s mother and grandmother, but their food was placed in the dining room, with only Riju able to enjoy the service of having meals delivered to her room.

This wasn’t Fengxue depriving the Riju family of the chance to eat breakfast together. It was just that the Riju family’s situation was special. Riju’s mother worked very busy hours, waking up before six every day. Due to her work as a model, she rarely ate breakfast, so Fengxue prepared a low-calorie, high-nutrient vegetable breakfast for her. Riju’s grandmother was older, often unable to sleep well at night, leading to easy drowsiness in the morning, so she woke up late, and Fengxue prepared a medicinal porridge to nourish the spirit for her.

As for Riju, since she only had school at nine, there was no issue as long as she arrived at school before eight-thirty, so her wake-up time was irregular. For breakfast, it was generally modified from the remaining ingredients after preparing her lunchbox.

It couldn’t be said that the Riju family’s nerves were too large; they had no rejection at all to this suddenly appearing breakfast, accepting it quite calmly. Even Riju’s mother who went out early and came back late looked forward to the cooking that appeared every morning. Speaking of which, perhaps it was because of the strict food intake requirements for modeling work that made her respond with enthusiasm to the food Fengxue offered.

But speaking of which, a super chef—exceeding the standards of a master chef in gourmet anime, where the concept of a master chef in gourmet works and in ordinary works are not the same—diligently sneaking into the Muye residence every day without tiring, using the ordinary materials prepared by the Muye family to create abundant breakfasts that meet everyone’s needs. How could this not be considered abnormal? Probably, besides the fox repaying kindness, they couldn’t come up with any other explanations, right?

But recently, the days seemed to be passing a bit too peacefully. Every day it was just making breakfast and dinner, accompanying Riju to school, and incidentally defeating some little Digimon. Although it seemed quite fitting to the Digimon rhythm, one had to know that this was after all an anime with episode limits, and every part had its specific plot. Fengxue could almost certainly confirm that the current experiences definitely wouldn’t exist in the original script, otherwise this first part would be too verbose.

So the daily life that Fengxue is experiencing now is the part that was ignored in the original work.

Thinking about it this way, what would happen next is self-evident.

“Will a big plot twist be coming? I remember the first plot twist in Digimon Tamers seemed to be the Twelve Demon Generals descending or something... what was the reason again? Artificial, or... anyway, keep a close watch on the Ancient Music Beasts.”

Fengxue had been troubled by her memory more than once, but after all, it was a thousand years of time, unless she had Inktails’ ability to remember every detail of every leaf by the roadside into her brain, otherwise even with perfect recall, it would be blurred.

“Fengxue, what are you muttering about!” Riju’s voice suddenly came, and Fengxue immediately stopped her thoughts.

“Nothing.” Fengxue waved her hand and followed behind Riju, “Just thinking that I haven’t seen those two tamers for quite some time now.”

“What do I need to see them for?” Riju’s expression showed disdain, but Fengxue didn’t care.

“Just feel that the frequency they appeared in the line of sight was too high lately, and now suddenly disappearing feels a bit off.”

“So when you put it that way, it seems not wrong. Since that weird hemispherical thing appeared last time, we haven’t contacted much... It’s all your fault! Wasting so much time in a daze, making me get kidnapped!” Riju thought of Fengxue’s misdeeds again, kicked his ankle, then jumped while clutching her small foot, looking aggrieved.

“Ah, now that you mention it, that’s indeed the case. Oh, the Dark Area! Yes, exactly the Dark Area! These Digimon from the Dark Area maintain their sanity, and later the Dark Area itself materialized a corner! This absolutely isn’t a coincidence!” Fengxue’s mind flashed, suddenly recalling the thing that had been puzzling her for the past period.

“Dark Area, Digimon, maintaining sanity...” Fengxue couldn’t help sinking into thought again.

Riju was quite worried about Fengxue’s current state. She was afraid Fengxue would fall into a daze again like before, so she hurriedly interrupted, “Fengxue, what’s wrong with you?”

“Ah, don’t worry, I’m fine. I just figured out some problems.” Fengxue shook her head and continued to follow behind Riju.

Yes, he really had figured it out. It turned out that compared to other regions in the Digimon world, the Dark Area was closer to the real world... no, maybe not just a little, but almost bordering the real world!