"What do I do now…" Watching Clara leave, Firefly quickly transformed into Sam and hurried after her. But with Sam's capabilities, how could she possibly catch up to Clara?
So Sam soon lost sight of Clara. Even after searching the entire planet, she still couldn't find where Clara had gone… (T/N: no way bro searched the entire planet)
Sam changed back into Firefly, walking listlessly along the street, her heart filled with regret.
'If only I had held back back then…'
Firefly was so afraid right now, terrified that Clara would leave her forever.
Her heart swelled with remorse—why had she acted on a momentary impulse and ended up hurting Clara?
"What should I do…"
Firefly bit her lip, her lovely face now clouded with gloom because of this.
She could bear being disliked by anyone—anyone but Clara…
"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and take me out to eat."
Just as Firefly was sinking into her thoughts, Clara appeared behind her, hands on her hips.
"Clara!" Hearing that voice, Firefly quickly turned around. Her gloomy expression was instantly washed away by the joy overflowing from her heart the moment she saw Clara.
But just as Firefly reflexively moved to pull her into an embrace, she remembered the look in Clara's eyes earlier. Her smile froze, and the hands she'd begun to raise slowly dropped back down.
Clara shot Firefly a glance and spoke lightly, "If you want to hug me, go ahead. As long as you don't get carried away…"
Hearing that, a smile spread across Firefly's face again. She opened her arms and gently drew Clara into an embrace.
Feeling Clara's presence, Firefly's heart gradually calmed.
Once in Firefly's arms, Clara didn't resist. A faint, barely noticeable blush rose to her cheeks. 'It wasn't like this before… why now…'
Sensing Firefly's warmth, a thought surfaced in Clara's mind—a wish to stay right here forever.
Perhaps afraid of frightening Clara again, Firefly didn't hold on for long before letting go.
Once Firefly released her, Clara felt an inexplicable sense of loneliness wash over her…
Remembering what she'd done earlier, Firefly felt she still needed to apologize.
"Clara… about earlier, I…"
"Don't bring that up again!"
Hearing Firefly's words, Clara snapped back to herself and quickly cut her off.
Was Clara unwilling to recall what happened? Or was it something else? Even Clara herself didn't know.
The only thing Clara was sure of was that… perhaps she didn't actually dislike what had happened…
Otherwise, after an incident like that, she should have stayed far away from Firefly, deliberately avoiding her at every turn.
Given the difference in their abilities, that would have been easy enough to do.
But…
But she had come back…
Maybe… she didn't really hate her after all…
'No, no… what am I even thinking?' Clara shook her head furiously inside, burying the thought deep down.
'I'm not a lesbian, I'm not a lesbian, I'm not a lesbian!'
Important things must be said three times.
Clara forced herself to calm down, to forget what had just happened.
Forget it, forget it, forget it!!!
Forget my foot—how could anyone forget something like that!
Remembering how she'd acted back then, Clara wanted nothing more than to go back in time and give her past self a good thrashing.
Just a touch on the lips, and she'd gotten so scared she'd even shed a few tears.
When had she ever been so pathetic?
That was part of the reason—a secondary reason—she hadn't left and had returned to Firefly's side.
She wanted revenge! Sweet, thorough revenge!
She wanted to play with Firefly, to tease her mercilessly, to see Firefly shed those pitiful little tears after being toyed with!
She'd pretend to be into her, wait until Firefly fell head over heels, and then tell her:
"You were just a tool to me. Did you really think I liked you?"
"Surely not? Oh, you did?"
"Firefly, you're so weak~ so pathetically weak~"
Then she'd turn and walk away, leaving Firefly to wallow in regret and misery.
Heh heh heh, heh heh heh…
Clara's mind was already spinning with ways to mess with Firefly, already picturing Firefly on her knees, licking her toes. (T/N: Freaky)
Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha.
Just imagining it made Clara want to cackle wildly inside.
Perhaps Clara hadn't yet realized—was she the one playing Firefly, or was Firefly playing her?
"Alright, I won't mention it, I won't," Firefly replied, swallowing the words she'd been about to say.
"Firefly, let's go. I'm hungry, I want to eat," Clara said with a smile, reaching out to take Firefly's hand.
The moment Clara's hand touched hers, Firefly trembled slightly, then clasped it tightly in her own palm.
Feeling the touch of Clara's hand, a happy smile bloomed on Firefly's face.
Even if…
Even if she knew Clara was doing this to toy with her…
This was still a thousand, no, ten thousand times better than being left forever.
Firefly lacked common sense, but she wasn't stupid. She saw Clara's actions for what they were.
She could guess roughly what was going through Clara's mind.
But… so what?
If Clara wanted to play with her, to tease her, she'd willingly accept it…
She didn't know when it had started—when she'd begun quietly observing Clara.
Maybe it was with every call of "Husbando Sam," every call of "Waifu Firefly"…
What was the meaning of life?
That question had always haunted Firefly, an answer she had always sought.
But… from the day she met Clara…
Firefly closed her eyes, feeling Clara's presence beside her.
"I've already… found the answer that belongs to me."
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T/N: Absolute water.
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