Now, Otto took a step forward.
What reason did she have left to avoid him?
Mei pursed her lips, her dazed eyes gazing at Otto with infatuation.
The man before her was the man she loved deeply.
"Mm... hubby~"
There had only been one final step left. Otto stepped forward, and Mei did the same, the two of them overlapping like parallel lines.
The night was deep, the moon bright, and the stars sparse.
The girl entrusted her purity to the tyrant, and the tyrant gave the woman maturity.
The night was still long.
-
The night grew deeper.
Kiana's Home was utterly silent.
Auntie Ya slept in Firefly's bedroom. Her eyes were closed and her breathing steady, yet she had not truly fallen asleep.
Though Firefly was sleeping right beside her, she could not sleep.
It was not because her body felt strange, nor because she felt as though she had been bullied. She was simply thinking.
She was thinking about Otto.
Of course, that did not mean she had any feelings for Otto. She had merely begun formally regarding him as a "love rival." She ordinarily would never have worried about such a thing; Firefly falling in love with Otto sounded like Arabian Nights.
But now, she had to admit that perhaps there really was the tiniest possibility...
This deeply troubled Auntie Ya. What could have happened to make Firefly, who hated Otto so much, possibly develop an intimate relationship with him?
It was utterly ridiculous!
If it was an act, that did not seem likely either. Firefly understood Otto's personality very well. Even if Otto acted pitiful in front of her, she would still cut him down if she needed to. So... had he used the Feather of Dust after all?
Auntie Ya worried over this, but