On the way back.
Teacher Juno gave Little Sweet Bear Emma some after-school guidance.
Little Sweet Bear Emma thought for a moment. "Should I find more wasp companions, or simply breed more wasps myself, form a swarm, and besiege the big hand coming down to swat me?"
"That's one way."
Juno nodded with a smile. "After all, quantitative change leads to qualitative change. But in reality, it would be very difficult to form a swarm capable of dealing with that swatting hand. If you gathered an even larger swarm, you would instead attract insecticide. The fact that humans, rather than wasps, dominate this planet already says it all. So competing in raw strength and answering violence with violence will ultimately end in self-destruction."
"So I can only disguise myself." Little Sweet Bear Emma frowned. "Even if I'm not afraid of wasps, I have to pretend to be?"
"That's called fitting in," Juno reminded her. "From a wasp's perspective, if it cannot fight humans and can instead be trained to disguise itself as a harmless flying insect, its chances of survival will greatly improve. What you need to do now is disguise yourself. Fortunately, you have enough talent..."
At that point, she looked at Emma's exquisite, picture-perfect little face and shook her head. "Actually, even if you didn't disguise yourself, your chances of surviving would still be fairly high. After all, beauty is justice. With that face of yours, even if your crimes were utterly monstrous, there would still be plenty of people who pitied you, defended you, and thought sentencing someone as beautiful as you to prison was the real crime. But I don't think you want to hand your fate over to those idiots, do you? Besides, there will always be people in this world who aren't fooled by