No other emotion could surpass this.
So if she learned that the person inside Sam was not some Prince Charming from her imagination, but herself, then having that long-held fantasy shattered would hurt, wouldn't it?
But by now, there was no other choice.
"Mr. Sam, what do you mean by that?"
Listening to Sam's words, Kurama Neon's eyes showed a trace of confusion. She felt that something seemed off.
The Sam before her felt nothing like the Molten Knight Sam she had always known...
He even gave off a familiar feeling that she had only ever sensed from Firefly.
"Please forgive my deliberate concealment, but it was never my intention."
"Perhaps this is not the outcome you wished to see, but I can no longer keep it from you."
"So now, I will show you..."
"My everything."
As Sam spoke, the form of Sam's chassis in Kurama Neon's eyes gradually blurred. Then, amid the swirling flames, an incomparably familiar figure emerged...
The figure turned around, and by the end, Sam's mechanical male voice had changed into that familiar young girl's voice.
Seeing that familiar figure, Kurama Neon's eyes widened instantly. She froze completely, unable to react for a long time.
"Fi... Firefly?!"
She looked at the silver-haired girl before her, dressed in a dark teal-and-black outfit.
Green fluorescence like cracks glowed across her face, and her fragile features were filled with deep apology.
It took Kurama Neon quite a while before she finally called out her name.
Kurama Neon's Growth
"Fi... Firefly..."
Kurama Neon hurriedly rubbed her eyes, finding the scene before her difficult to believe. She had clearly watched Firefly die right in front of her. So how... had Sam become Firefly?
Kurama Neon did not doubt that Firefly's death had been real. The Firefly she had seen then