Moonlight shone upon her, beautiful and serene.
The light shifted. Moonlight slowly sank, dawn gradually rose, and Zhao Bai suffered from insomnia again after a long time.
"Wake up."
Although she had watched Zhao Bai all night, for the sake of ceremony or something else, Bronya chose to wake him up. Her tone was gentler than he could have imagined in the past.
Though it was still somewhat cold.
It had the feeling of an old married couple, especially when Bronya asked Zhao Bai to help her put on her anti-gravity armor. Holding the heavy leg armor forged from alloy, he somehow felt as though he were holding a girl's stockings.
Zhao Bai was unfamiliar with helping a girl put on stockings, and his movements were clumsy, but Bronya was exceptionally patient.
Girls were the most precious treasures in this world.
That was what Zhao Bai believed.
After that night, Bronya seemed to have matured. Staring at someone for too long really could have that effect. When she arrived, she had sneakily climbed through the window; when she left, she openly chose to walk out the front door.
She pushed open the room's door and stepped out, only to see the principal sprawled over the sofa, her face buried between two pillows like an ostrich unwilling to face reality.
"Ah, isn't this the principal?"
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Bronya seemed to carry the composure of a victor. Theresa, meanwhile, looked like a defeated dog—one who had watched her romantic rival get to home base. She and Zhao Bai had spent two years together; all she lacked was the line, "I was here first."
"I was here first. Living together, cooking, and with Bronya added in, it was clearly double the happiness. So why did it turn out like