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Inside Hiroshi's room at the Stellaron Hunters' headquarters.
Sitting on his bed, dressed youthfully in her school uniform, Firefly watched Hiroshi. Upon hearing his casual excuse about the bathroom, her eyes—which usually held the light of distant stars—contracted slightly. A flash of disappointment flickered across her face.
But... I waited for you all night! And I can still sense the residue of Silver Wolf's Aether Editing... Did something really happen between them?
Her pink fists tightened, and a small vein throbbed on her forehead. But as quickly as the anger rose, it dissipated into a hollow ache. Strange... what am I getting angry about? Technically, we only know each other through a screen...
"So that's how it is. It's fine," she said, standing up with a ladylike grace, smoothing her skirt. "Since you're back... I'll be going now."
As she moved to pass him, Hiroshi gently caught her by the wrist. Firefly stiffened, her cheeks flushing a soft rose. Her gaze darted downward, unable to meet his eyes.
"Wh... what is it?"
"It's already breakfast time. Why don't we eat something together?"
"Ah!? Oh..." Startled and flustered, she paused before nodding obediently.
They sat across from each other, and Firefly opened the box she had been holding. The aroma of pizza, UFO Burgers, sundaes, and various sweets instantly filled the room. It was a feast—notably devoid of the tasteless Oak Cake Rolls she used to endure.
"H-how is it? Is there... anything you like?" she asked timidly.
"Every single thing looks amazing, but... isn't this a bit too much?"
"I-it's okay. We can save the rest for next time." Firefly toyed with a strand of her hair. I didn't know your favorite, but I was certain you wouldn't like those rolls. Thanks to the medicine you gave me, I can finally taste the world again... I can breathe, run, and live. Her gaze toward him softened into a deep, quiet tenderness. Later... I'll find the right moment to tell him who I really am.
"By the way," Hiroshi said, pulling a long face and trying to look intimidating. "It's dangerous for a girl to enter a boy's room so casually. In such a small space, if I were to do something bad to you..."
"Pfft!!!" Firefly burst out laughing. To her—the pilot of the scorched-earth Sam armor—Hiroshi's threat was about as scary as a kitten threatening a lion. She quickly stifled her laughter, trying to look "frightened." "Eh! If you did that, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape~"
Hiroshi nodded, satisfied with his "scaring" tactics. Firefly just rested her chin on her hands, watching him with warmth. He really is a little angel.
Once the Stellaron Hunters left for their daily mission scripts, Hiroshi seized the opportunity. He activated his Teleportation and returned to the Herta Space Station—specifically, the room he shared with Herta.
Madam Herta was still away with the other geniuses, but the room wasn't empty. Stelle was there, lying on her side, curled up in a light sleep.
At this moment, she was wearing only a loose, off-the-shoulder white shirt. Her chest rose and fell with her breath, and her jade-like navel was exposed. Below the hem of the shirt, she wore only black lace-trimmed thongs, her long, reflective thighs and rounded feet displayed without any concealment.
Hiss... Hiroshi took a sharp breath, his heart racing. This girl is too naive! If this were anyone else's room, she'd be in serious trouble. He took off his jacket to cover her, but the movement woke her.
"Mmm~~" Stelle sat up on her knees, rubbing her eyes. The jacket slipped, revealing the snowy depth of her chest. Hiroshi quickly covered his nose, feeling a potential nosebleed.
Seeing him, Stelle's golden eyes lit up. She lunged forward, clinging to his arm with a natural, relaxed happiness. "I'm... hungry again..." She rubbed her stomach, the soft sensation of her body pressing against his arm making Hiroshi's head spin.
I have to teach her some boundaries, he thought desperately. After she had finished the food he provided, he spoke with a serious face. "Um... starting today, you can't just hug me whenever you want. And you definitely can't sleep in my bed!"
Stelle blinked, looking genuinely confused. "Why? Sleeping together is very warm, and holding you is comfortable. Did I... do something wrong?"
"B-because there's a difference between men and women! You can only do that with someone you like!"
"Someone I like..." Stelle tilted her head, pondering the concept.
Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief. Good, she's thinking it over.
"Then I like you," Stelle said seriously, her golden eyes locking onto his without blinking. "So, can I hug you while I sleep?"
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