"Miss Wendy, here."
Wende handed a box to Wendy.
"Mr. Wende? What's this?"
Wendy looked at the box in her hands with some surprise. It was heavy. What was inside?
"It's... a gift from me," Wende said with a smile. "Go on, open it."
"Ah, okay."
"This is... a phone?"
"Mhm, a phone. You should communicate more with the outside world. In another world, you can meet many friends."
This... could be considered Wende's belated welcome gift...
Looking at Wendy's joyful expression, Wende's eyes were filled more with heartache than anything else.
Damn you, miHoYo scriptwriters. Do you have to write everyone's story to be so tragic?
Sigh, if only he could transmigrate back to the real world. He'd love to have a little "heart-to-heart talk" with miHoYo's writers, give them a nice massage, and "thank" them properly!
"Mr. Wende?" Wendy saw the pained look on Wende's face and glanced uncertainly at the phone in her hand, which was a perfect fit. Could it be that this phone was very expensive, and she had caused him too much trouble?
"Sorry, I zoned out for a moment. What would you like to eat for dinner?"
Snapping out of his impulse to knife the miHoYo writers, Wende smiled at Wendy.
"I want to eat fried rice!"
"Alright, alright. I'll go buy the ingredients right away."
Seeing the increasingly lively Wendy, Wende couldn't help but feel his own mood lift considerably.
Although he couldn't personally change all the unpleasant parts of the story, saving one person... counted as one. Today was another day of wanting to knife the miHoYo scriptwriters!
---o---
Today... marked the end of the first week of being Wendy's rehabilitation therapist. In these past few days of treatment, Wendy had already regained the ability to move her legs slightly. Because of this, she truly saw the hope of standing up again and began to formally accept this... "family member" into her heart.
Yes, "family." More than a friend, Wendy couldn't think of another word to describe Wende. He would cook all sorts of her favorite foods, would always listen seriously to her opinions and make changes accordingly. He would heed her every suggestion and genuinely act on it…
He wasn't like those sanctimonious hypocrites from Schicksal. He wouldn't force her to undergo painful experiments under the banner of some so-called greater good, nor would he stick steel needles into her spine... Being highly sensitive to emotions, the only thing she could sense from Wende was... gentleness?
In these three years of depression, his appearance was like a brilliant ray of light piercing through the oppressive dark clouds. And Wendy was the one desperately seeking that light in the shadows... Like a drowning person who would frantically grab onto anything nearby, Wende was her lifeline...
In one week, Wende had succeeded. With his sincerity and his actions, he helped the Honkai world avoid one more disaster.
In fact, many of the disasters in this world could have been avoided. But unfortunately, this world only had one Wende, dragged here by the system as a temp worker.
Yet... the changes he brought had already begun to ripple through the entire "world."
---o---
"Look, that's him."
"It really is! He looks so much like him! Is he a cosplayer?"
"Oh, my god! He looks exactly like the man of my dreams!"
"Let me guess... your dream man is named Wende?"
"The resemblance is uncanny..."
Passersby chattered amongst themselves as they saw Wende out shopping for groceries. Some even started taking out their phones and cameras to take pictures, only to find that Wende had vanished the moment they tried to snap a photo.
Wende had already quietly finished buying what he needed. Yes, he was used to this.
Oceania was relatively tame. The people here were, for the most part...
Oh, who was he kidding, they weren't that normal either. Occasionally, a few people would see him and break into a frenzy comparable to the birth of the Monkey King. Someone even tried to hand him a leash…
Still, everyone just assumed he was a cosplayer who looked like "Wende," and no one connected him to the actual person.
Wende wasn't afraid of Schicksal or Anti-Entropy finding him. Based on what he'd seen in the Honkai livestream rooms, although the main characters were all playing Star Rail, he was confident that things wouldn't be so coincidental that he'd run into them.
Most importantly, he refused to believe these organizations were so lax that their entire staff would be glued to their phones playing Star Rail all day. No way, right? That couldn't possibly happen, right?
If that were really the case... then this world was beyond saving.
But no matter how he thought about it... that shouldn't be the case, right?
Wende thought to himself…
Until…
Hmm... in a vegetable market in Oceania, there shouldn't be a white-haired furball, nor a Rand Duckie, and certainly not a fish-tank-cooking lady, right?
Then why was he seeing those three people right here?
Wende stared at the trio before him, completely bewildered.
Was the plot starting? Was the Moonlight Throne short on batteries? What a coincidence... And... what was with this Bronya? How did she turn into the Rand Duckie? Could it be that this wasn't the Honkai Impact 3rd world, but a Lostbelt?
Wende decisively turned around. Although he didn't understand what was happening... hmm... he felt that cooking for Wendy and giving her massages was enough... As for these three, it was best not to get involved with them.
Wait!
Wende's eyes instantly sharpened.
Since these three were here, that meant a certain old hag was also about to cause trouble, right?
Thinking of that damned Cocolia, who was no better than a beast, Wende felt his teeth itch. If only he knew where she was, he really wanted to give her a good punch...
No, that's not right. He wanted to invite her for a cup of Himeko's coffee...
"Hiss...?"
As if remembering something, Wende subconsciously felt the inner pocket of his clothes. There seemed to be a hard object inside, wrapped in a sealed bag, and it emanated the aroma of coffee...
"..."
Oh no. How did he bring this world-ending "cookie" with him?
---o---
"Idiot Kiana, how could there possibly be someone who looks exactly like Wende here? Even if there was, he'd probably be scared away by the way you're acting."
Bronya looked helplessly at Kiana, who was holding a cucumber in one hand and an apple in the other.
Weren't they here to retrieve the Gem of Desire? How did this turn into a recruitment drive for a character from a game...
"Bronya! Aren't you the least bit curious!? Since you and Himeko could change to look like your game versions, isn't it perfectly normal for Wende to appear in real life too!?" Kiana declared with righteous indignation.
"..."
Bronya pressed a hand to her forehead, looking utterly defeated by Kiana. For a moment, she actually couldn't find a reason to refute her...