She strode straight up to Russell, her expression carrying the knightly resolve of someone dueling a rival.
"Please, don't compete with me!!"
March 7th: ?!!!
Chapter 775: March 7th: The Lesbian Was Me All Along!
?!!!
In an instant, March 7th froze.
What the heck?
Stelle was declaring war on Sister Yelena and her?
Pah, pah, pah—
Stelle was declaring war on Sister Yelena for her sake?
"I like you. That is all, I simply like you. Even if I were doomed beyond redemption, even if longing carved itself into my bones, I would still see your brows and eyes as I first did, and the years as they once were."
Stelle's voice echoed through the air. With difficulty, March 7th turned her head and saw Stelle gazing at her with wordless affection, tenderness flowing from her eyes as though she wanted to pour all the gentleness in the universe into this single exchanged glance.
She got goosebumps.
Every last hair on her body stood on end in an instant.
Why had Stelle suddenly gone crazy?
March 7th felt as though every cell in her body had been electrocuted. Her entire body convulsed and went numb.
But that was not the end.
"Oh, a confession on the spot? Then perhaps I should put in a little effort too?"
"After all, I like little March 7th very much too."
A glint of interest that did not match her appearance seemed to enter the eyes of the woman with the faint smile.
Ah, Sister Yelena was joining in too?!!!
"Don't do this—this is bad!"
"This kind of joke isn't funny."
March 7th's cheeks instantly flushed with embarrassment, and she stomped her foot hard.
"But what if I wasn't joking?"
Yet the woman before her merely smiled. In her eyes, some invisible threads