What could an 80-centimeter distance do?
It could give cherry blossoms falling at five centimeters per second sixteen more seconds to approach the you they could never reach again.
And during his first close-range stare-down with Miss Pufferfish, Mo Yi still felt somewhat nervous. For some reason, his mind began wandering wildly.
For example, if she summoned a Void Lance and pointed it at his neck later, what should he say to explain the misunderstanding?
Instinctively, he thought of that line—Once, there was a sincere love before me. I did not cherish it, and only regretted it beyond measure after losing it. There is no greater pain in this world. If Heaven could give me another chance, I would say three words to that Miss Pufferfish...
Just as he thought that, Sirin suddenly put Mo Yi back on the ground. She turned around and said, "I don't know what you are or why you came here, but don't let me see you pulling any little tricks."
"Of course, even if you do pull some little tricks, it'll be nothing but wasted effort against me."
After saying that, she snapped her fingers. A crystal-like platform appeared on the pitch-black ground. Well, it was actually a bed for sleeping, because Miss Pufferfish lay down on it the very next second, turning her back to Mo Yi as she fell asleep on her side.
"When I wake up next time, I hope you'll already be gone. Otherwise, bear the consequences—"
"Hmph—"
Mo Yi: "..."
Was that tsundere behavior?
Why did her words sound like they meant the exact opposite?
Shouldn't she have meant, When I wake up and find that you're gone, I'll be angry!
After sitting motionless for a long while, Mo Yi finally padded soundlessly around to the side where Miss