Seeing Stelle's gaze return to Clockie, Firefly grew curious too:
"Huh, what's wrong? Is there something on Clockie's face?"
But she looked him over from every angle and couldn't find anything strange about the statue.
"Help! Help, chirp! Pull me out, chirp! Help, chirp!"
Clockie's eyelashes seemed to be asking Stelle to pluck them out-which sounded downright dreamlike.
Faced with this scene and an unknown creature's cries for help, Stelle naturally chose to...
"Firefly, take a picture of me first~"
"Ah, o-okay."
After a crisp shutter click, Firefly looked contentedly at the picture of the pretty Stelle:
"Done! It looks great. You're so photogenic."
"U-um, let's exchange contact details. I'll send you this picture in a bit...!"
Firefly clutched her phone in excitement, her muscles briefly going taut.
"Sure." Stelle had no reason to hesitate.
She had been worrying about how to get Firefly's contact details anyway. Now her wish had come true~
Suddenly, Stelle felt a little like a player... even though she had never dated anyone.
After they exchanged contact details, Firefly wanted to jump for joy. But with Stelle there, she had to maintain her ladylike image, so she could only rise onto her tiptoes again and again to vent the delight bubbling inside her.
Just then, that voice came from the statue again.
"Help! Help me, chirp! Pull me out, chirp! Chirp!"
Although Stelle had taken a perfect picture with Clockie, that tuft of eyelashes didn't seem very appreciative. It kept chattering away, hoping someone would save its pitiful self.
This time, Stelle wasn't going to indulge it. With one mighty leap, she landed on the statue and reached out to pluck those eyelashes free.
In an instant, a puff of white mist appeared, flecked with sparkling motes. Once it dispersed, a little bird that seemed