"Hmm? Friends? I don't have any friends."
Moqian twirled her twin tails as she replied casually.
During a break in the daytime filming, Tamamo Hotaru had once again started trying to "win over" Moqian.
Moqian's answer caught her off guard.
"You're so cute. How could you not have any friends?"
"You say that like you have any."
Moqian rolled her eyes.
The retort left Tamamo Hotaru speechless.
True, they were both in the same boat. Neither had any right to look down on the other.
Moqian had no friends, but did she?
For some reason, she suddenly thought of a certain bastard who did nothing but manipulate her. Did they count as friends?
She shook her head self-deprecatingly.
Friends were supposed to be equals, but she had owed him so much from the start, and she still hadn't paid it all back. She couldn't do without his protection, either.
No matter how she looked at it, that kind of relationship couldn't make them friends.
Suddenly, she felt so down...
Noticing the change in her mood, Moqian first rose onto her tiptoes, then said irritably, "Bend down!"
"Oh."
Tamamo Hotaru complied without giving it much thought. Then a small hand landed on her head and gently stroked it twice.
"Someone once told me that doing this could make people feel reassured..."
"Don't look at me like that! I was just curious whether it actually worked."
Moqian's stubborn denial made Tamamo Hotaru burst out laughing.
She really felt that this tsundere little girl was so cute.
It was only because she had caught no more than a glimpse of Moqian's terrifying transformed appearance before fleeing the Red Mansion, and Shinji hadn't told her Moqian's true identity.
Otherwise, she would probably have taken that assessment back immediately.
That terrifying power, which seemed capable