Chapter 61
"Instead of that, you should just call me Firefly!"
I prefer people to call me Firefly...
Firefly pulled Tsumuri up and then told her her name.
She is Stellaron Hunter Sam, but compared to Sam, she is definitely more concerned about the name Firefly.
"Firefly..."
Tsumuri nodded upon hearing this, then looked around, but saw no one else.
"Miss Firefly, where are they?"
"If you mean Gitz, then he is no longer in this world."
"Not here..."
Even Gitz was defeated by this girl? She's truly powerful!
"More than anything, I'd like to know, Tsumuri, what are your plans next?"
It wouldn't be right to leave Tsumuri, the Creation Goddess, in DGP's operations; that would be a waste of her time. Besides, with her around, she'd definitely appear at Suel's place.
Moreover, Firefly was quite interested in a living Creation Goddess.
Especially the Creation Power within her...
This should be the most precious thing in the world of the Geats. If there is anything she cares about in this world, it is the Creation Power.
Everything originates from the Creation Power.
The Creation Goddess created the world, the Creation God! The God Jamato who destroyed the world, all because of the Creation Power.
Although this world refers only to Earth.
"Next..."
Tsumuri fell silent.
At first, she only saw her as Game Navigator, but she only recently realized that being a guide was secondary.
She was created as the successor to the Creation Goddess, and her fate had already been arranged by DGP: to be sacrificed.
To lose one's own consciousness and thoughts, and become the next Creation Goddess. Then, like that predecessor, to be used as a tool to fulfill wishes by DGP.
If feelings hadn't developed, perhaps Tsumuri wouldn't have had any thoughts or resistance.
But now she has human thoughts and emotions, and she doesn't want to become a statue anymore.
"I have no idea."
Tsumuri shook her head, somewhat lost, unsure of what to do next.
She didn't want to continue operating as a sacrificed idol in DGP, but apart from her role and purpose Game Navigator, she couldn't find anything else she could do.
So I felt incredibly lost, not knowing where to go or what to do...
"In that case, why don't you leave DGP Operations with me first?"
"We'll think about the rest later."
Noticing Tsumuri's confusion, Firefly extended an invitation to her.
"May I?"
Tsumuri's gaze returned to Firefly. She truly had nowhere to go, and besides, DGP's management would definitely not let her off the hook. And the only one who could stop DGP's management was probably the girl before her!
As for whether Firefly had any other motives, for some reason... she was willing to believe her.
"Certainly."
It's just an extra pair of chopsticks and an extra person. It will only benefit myself, so why not?
"Good."
Tsumuri nodded in agreement.
"Let's go then..."
The girl prepared to take Tsumuri back with her, but then she thought of Nene Arakawa and the others. They probably thought she was dead, so she needed to explain things to them.
There are some things I also need to be honest with her about.
Thinking about what to do next, Firefly felt a little conflicted. Especially considering that Nene Arakawa had always treated her and Sam as two different people, and seemed very interested in Sam.
In her eyes, Sam had always been a mysterious man who filled her with fantasies, and her expectations for him were quite high.
This is one of the reasons why I was embarrassed to say that I was Sam before.
Now my illusions have been shattered.
I hope she won't really blame me for hiding it...
Chapter 92 I will show you everything about me here.
Due to the influence of the battle royale game, very few people are going out in Tokyo now. Except for necessary outings, such as to buy supplies, everyone is trying to minimize going out.
So there were hardly any people on the streets or in the major shopping malls.
At this time, most of the people still outside took advantage of the chaos to start wanton destruction and fighting among the participating knights.
The pace of the battle has slowed down considerably compared to the beginning, but it is still not over.
There are still about twenty or thirty surviving knights, each of whom has become stronger and has basically obtained a good belt buckle.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop of Ginza, Nene Arakawa stood alone, staring blankly into space. The building was unusually quiet, as no one else was present.
She was the only one who dared to come here at this time, after all, she was one of the Kamen Rider.
Besides her, Keiwa Sakurai chose to go out and stop those wicked knights who were doing evil, while her older sister Sara Sakurai stayed at home alone, accompanied and protected by the Herta.
As for why Nene Arakawa chose to come here at this time...
With her head down, she held Firefly's clothes in her hands.
The Firefly died.
There wasn't even any remains of her body left; all that could be found were the clothes she had worn in her room.
Looking up at the sunset ahead, I remembered the Firefly standing here and telling her how much I wished time could stand still at this moment.
If only time could stop at that moment.
For Firefly, Nene Arakawa was more than just a friend; she felt a familial connection to her. Due to her own circumstances, although she had parents, they had never provided her with the sense of a safe haven family she expected.
It was actually when I lived with Firefly that I experienced these things.
It feels like family...
It's unclear how much time passed, Nene Arakawa seemed to have made up her mind. She reached out and loosened the Firefly's clothes, watching it drift away into the sky.
Nene Arakawa's expression turned serious; there was no other choice now.
She only had one option: to participate in the Desire Survival Game!
As long as she wins in the end, according to the promise of DGP operations, she will have the opportunity to realize her wish. She doesn't even want to think about whether DGP operations can really fulfill wishes now that the Vision Driver is gone.
But this was the only solution she could think of, so she was unwilling and didn't want to think about anything else.
She had to win no matter what, and then she wanted to create one...
A world with Firefly!
Having made up her mind, Nene Arakawa was no longer confused.
Turning around, I prepared to leave and officially enter the game of Desire Battle Royale.
However, just as she was about to leave, a burst of fire suddenly came toward her. When Nene Arakawa came to her senses, she found that it was... Stellaron Hunter Sam.
"It's you... Mr. Sam ..."
After such a long time, seeing Sam again would have made Nene Arakawa very happy, if it were before.
She had been looking forward to seeing him again, wanting to know what kind of person Sam was, hidden beneath that cool Mecha.
It is precisely because I do not know what he looks like that I am filled with fantasies.
However, at this moment, she felt no joy at all; all she felt was an unconcealable sorrow. The death of Firefly left her unable to let go of it for a short time.
However, the thought that Firefly and Sam were in the same organization made her feelings even more complicated.
"I'm sorry, Firefly..."
At this point, Nene Arakawa was unable to continue speaking.
His sadness subsided slightly, but his eyes became incredibly determined.
She wouldn't let the Firefly disappear from this world; she would resurrect her.
"..."
Looking at Nene Arakawa's expression, Sam remained silent, while Firefly inside felt even more apologetic.
Her own "death" was a huge blow to them; she never imagined it would turn out this way.
The original plan was to resolve the issue with the Creation Goddess with her and then immediately return to replace the Remembrance.
I never imagined that my Remembrance self would die like that.
After a few seconds of silence, Sam made up his mind and slowly spoke to her, saying that there were some things that should no longer be hidden.
"Feel sorry..."
"I should have told you about me and Sam sooner, but... for some reason, I hesitated."
"That's why I've never been honest with you about it..."
Sam raised his right hand and placed it on his chest, apologizing to Nene Arakawa.
There were many reasons why she hadn't told Nene Arakawa Sam true identity. One of them was because she was worried that Nene Arakawa's illusions would be shattered.
According to Firefly knows... the girl in front of her might have developed a strong liking for him in his Sam form because of the life-saving incident, and had some unrealistic fantasies about him.
Nene Arakawa clearly doesn't have any yuri tendencies; even after spending so much time together, their relationship is more like that of sisters.
There are no other emotions that surpass this level.
So if she finds out that the person inside Sam isn't the Prince Charming she imagined, but herself, the prolonged disillusionment would be unbearable.
But now, there are no other options.
"Mr. Sam, what do you mean by that?"
Hearing Sam's words, Nene Arakawa's eyes revealed a hint of doubt, sensing that something seemed amiss.
The Sam standing before her seemed very different from the Molten Knight Sam she had always remembered...
There's even a sense of familiarity that you can only see in Firefly.
"Please forgive my intentional concealment, but this was absolutely not my intention."
"Perhaps this is not the result you wanted to see, but I can no longer hide it from you."
"So now, I will show you here..."
"My everything."
As Sam spoke, Sam's mech gradually blurred in Nene Arakawa's eyes, and then a figure she knew all too well appeared in the swirling flames...
The figure turned around, and Sam's mechanical male voice changed into that familiar girl's voice at the end.
Upon seeing this familiar figure, Nene Arakawa's eyes widened instantly, and she was completely stunned, unable to react for a long time.
"Fireflies... Firefly?!"
He looked at the silver-haired girl in front of him, dressed in a dark blue-green dress.
At this moment, her face seemed to have a cracked green glow, and her delicate features were filled with deep apology.
It took Nene Arakawa a long time to call out her name.
Chapter 93 Nene Arakawa's Growth