Honkai: You're telling me this difficulty is from Honkai Impact 3?!

Sparring one-on-one with Bianka... that was something Rita would only have thought of when she had first arrived at Fire Moth and just met her.

Rita was well aware that Otto had arranged for Bianka to be by her side. After all, on her past missions, the first person assigned to her, or even the first people she met, were almost always spies planted by others.

However, Bianka was different from the other spies placed near Rita. Her disguise was just... too good!

Too natural... So natural that Rita's first thought was that she had encountered some kind of master of espionage!

Only after two rounds of probing did Rita finally confirm that Bianka wasn't the opponent she had imagined... She genuinely had no idea she was a plant.

And that crystal-clear foolishness of hers was also real.

When she realized this, Rita almost felt offended. Although she was good-natured, being dismissed so casually was still quite vexing.

Why on earth would the leader of Fire Moth think that such a purely ordinary person could keep her in check?

That line of thought came to an abrupt halt when she saw Bianka lift a hundred-kilogram barbell with one hand.

So that's how they planned to handle me? Truly brilliant!

Because of Shu, Rita was mentally prepared for Fire Moth to have some monsters she couldn't comprehend.

But there was no preparing for Bianka to be standing right next to her, looking so... tender and innocent!

"How do you know you can't beat me if we've never fought?" Bianka asked, puzzled, before patting Rita's shoulder reassuringly. "If you're worried about hurting me, it's okay. I'm actually really durable!"

Looking at Bianka's confident expression, Rita sighed.

"Durable?" At that moment, Theresa's voice was like music to Rita's ears, saving her from Bianka's persistent entanglement.

Theresa was holding a tray with three glasses of a distinctly hand-pressed green beverage.

After placing a glass in front of each of them, Theresa sat down as well.

She immediately noticed that the photo frame on the coffee table had been moved, but she didn't say anything.

If it was left out in the open, it couldn't be anything too important.

"Lady Theresa!" After dutifully accepting the green drink from Theresa, Bianka leaned forward excitedly and addressed the newly seated Theresa.

"Let's have a fight!!"

"Pfft—!!"

The green liquid she had just taken a sip of nearly sprayed from Theresa's mouth. She stared in shock at Bianka's sincere face, clapping a hand over her mouth to keep the green drink from spilling out.

Facing Bianka's bright, shining eyes, Theresa frantically shook her head, still covering her mouth.

The meaning was clear: no.

"...If it's inconvenient..." Having been rejected, Bianka didn't say much, though her eyes dimmed a little.

"That's not it..." Theresa finally swallowed the drink in her mouth. She wiped her lips before looking at Bianka in confusion. "I just want to know why. If you need to spar to get stronger, I know someone who's a much better choice..."

Bianka shook her head and picked up the drink Theresa had given her. "I just want to understand you better this way, Lady Theresa."

Well, your methods are certainly unique... Theresa complained internally. "But if it's just a friendly match to get to know each other, then I accept..."

She definitely couldn't gauge Bianka's true strength from her training regimen alone. To really understand what Bianka was capable of now, Theresa knew she'd have to do it this way.

"Really?" Finally finding someone willing to fight, Bianka's eyes lit up, and she quickly sought confirmation.

Theresa nodded. "But we can't fight here. We'll have to go to the eleventh basement level."

Bianka agreed instantly, as if afraid Theresa would change her mind if she waited even a second.

With the match set, Bianka raised the glass of green liquid, ready to drain it in one gulp. She didn't want to wait another second.

The entire large glass of green liquid, pulp and all, slid smoothly into Bianka's mouth. Both Theresa and Rita—who knew what it was just by the smell—looked at Bianka with expectant eyes.

In an instant, Bianka's expression visibly cracked. Then, with powerful self-control, she wrestled it back into a poker face. Then it flickered back and forth between suppressed agony and forced composure.

Regardless, Bianka was now in pain. The hand holding the glass trembled slightly, and bits of green vegetable pulp clung to the inside of the glass.

"Lady Theresa... what is this?" After holding it in for a while, Bianka asked through a taut face.

"It's bitter melon juice," Theresa replied matter-of-factly. "Is it not good?"

Bianka slowly put the glass down, forcing a smile for Theresa.

"It's... delicious..."

"That's great!" Theresa's eyes lit up.

Finally... she had finally found someone who shared her tastes! Bitter melon juice was delicious!

With that, Theresa produced a full, large jug of bitter melon juice from who-knows-where, possibly from under her skirt.

This time, it wasn't just Bianka; even Rita's face changed color.

A dozen minutes later, the three of them concluded their tour of Theresa's room. One was cheerful, while the other two walked out clutching their stomachs.

Bitter melon juice... that stuff is definitely... But they could both see that Theresa seemed to genuinely love it... They had no choice but to play along...

Soon, they arrived at the eleventh basement level. There weren't many people training at this time, as most of the warriors were stationed on the front lines in Sapphire City. Besides Theresa's squad, the only ones left in the base were the just-returned Kallen, and Fu Hua and Otto, who were holding down the fort.

"Hey, isn't that Theresa?" Speak of the devil... No sooner had Theresa appeared than Kallen noticed her arrival and waved a greeting.

Then her eyes fell on the two people with Theresa, and she immediately frowned.

They look so familiar... Have I seen them somewhere before?

Could that be... Durandal and Rita from the story Shu broadcasted?

Meanwhile, Theresa had already found an empty space. With Rita as a witness, the two stood facing each other.

"My apologies, Lady Theresa!" Bianka gave a very honorable warning. Without much of a wait, she launched the first attack