"This, this, this, this..."
Firefly fell into chaos once again.
Herta, meanwhile, wore a speechless expression.
"I knew something disgusting had happened here before, but I never imagined it was this..."
Of course, talk was one thing. Having lived here for so many days already, Herta had no intention of changing rooms over such a minor matter.
So Herta watched Firefly leave in a daze.
Better put up a notice so people like that would not come knocking again.
Herta sighed and slowly prepared to get out of bed.
Just as she propped herself up, Herta caught sight of the puppet beside her.
—Hey! Why get up when I have a puppet?
Herta lay back down with a clear conscience and logged into the puppet.
"Firefly, don't be so upset. Look at Acheron—her memories are far more precious than yours, yet she didn't say a word, did she?"
Silver Wolf played on her phone as she halfheartedly comforted Firefly.
"Acheron... Acheron..."
Firefly muttered those two words under her breath.
"Don't go picking a fight with her. Even if all of us Stellaron Hunters went together, we still couldn't beat her."
Silver Wolf's eyes were already fixed entirely on her game.
"Ah—I get it!"
"Aaaaaah—!!"
Firefly's cry of realization and Silver Wolf's wail rang out one after the other.
"Firefly, you idiot—! My phone—!"
Silver Wolf sprawled over the railing, watching her phone fall.
"Firefly! Pay for my phone!"
The dejected Silver Wolf suddenly turned a fierce glare on Firefly, scaring her into taking two steps back.
"W-well, can't you use Aether Edit to make a projection screen and play on that?"
"How could that possibly be the same? Are handheld consoles and phones the same as a projection screen?! Games on a projection screen have no soul—!"
"Th-they're not