"No... no... I don't want it to end like this..."
Hearing Lin Feng's seemingly casual words, Asta bit her rosy lip, unable to hide the disappointment on her pretty face.
In her mind, she saw Lin Feng standing on the platform of Honkai: Star Rail, waving goodbye to her without a trace of reluctance or lingering attachment.
The happy sight of him holding March 7th's hand tightly made her heart ache for reasons she could not explain.
Yes, that was certainly not the future she wanted. Honkai: Star Rail connected the vast sea of stars, and its journey stretched so far. If the time truly came to part, her life and Lin Feng's would probably never intersect again.
To meet briefly, then forget each other amid the sea of stars-that was the fate awaiting Asta and Lin Feng.
"M-March 7th? What's wrong?"
Lin Feng frowned, a hint of confusion on his face.
In truth, he was feeling very pleased with himself. After all, it was time for someone to take the bait he had cast.
The sorrowful atmosphere of farewell he had created had already affected Asta. All he had to do was keep nudging things along, and the beautiful girl before him would soon fall into his carefully constructed trap and become his prey.
"Ahem... it's nothing. I just remembered a few things and spaced out for a moment."
"Um... Lin Feng, is there anything you'd like to eat? I could go make it for you..."
Asta turned her face slightly away, hiding her forlorn expression from Lin Feng, then spoke with a show of composure.
Of course, her trembling body and the glistening tears at the corners of her eyes betrayed her.
She slowly stood up and turned away. All Asta wanted at that moment was to put some distance between herself and Lin Feng.
After all, staying beside him made it difficult to control her tangled thoughts.
Yes, Lin Feng already had March 7th. Even if she could not bear to let him go, perhaps she ought to learn to step aside and give up.
Unless something unexpected happened, she would be nothing more than a passerby Lin Feng met on his long journey.
Since they could not stay together, perhaps leaving gracefully would at least let her leave a good impression on Lin Feng.
"There's no need, March 7th... you've kept me company for so long. You must be tired, right?"
"If you don't mind, why don't you stay here tonight..."
Lin Feng spoke with a calm, unruffled expression. The moment Asta turned away, his broad hand closed around her smooth wrist.
"Lin Feng... don't do this... I..."
Asta took a deep breath. Ripples seemed to shimmer through her beautiful eyes, clear as the surface of a lake.
She was truly miserable now. Possessiveness and reason collided within her, leaving nothing but wreckage behind.
Lin Feng seemed to have admired her once, but what did that matter? Times had changed, and once the opportunity was lost, regret could not bring it back.
March 7th was bright and cheerful, brimming with enthusiasm for everything. Perhaps she really was a good match for Lin Feng.
What Asta ought to do was learn to give up before it was too late, and stop harboring hopes and fantasies about Lin Feng.
"Life is short. Why not give it a try?"
Looking at Asta's lovely back, Lin Feng spoke slowly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Before Asta could pull free, he gave a slight tug with his muscular arm, throwing the adorable girl before him off balance.
Her long pink hair spilled into disarray like a waterfall. A crimson blush spread over her fair face, and a faint mist gathered in her clear eyes as her soft, rosy lips landed directly on Lin Feng's face.
Her dark gold bow fell to one side, and the buttons of her fitted white uniform came undone. Beneath her pure white lace top were alluring, shapely curves. The Medical Pod's light shone on her fair skin, giving it a soft, lustrous glow.
Beneath her short skirt adorned with two gold rings, a dark gold thigh band pressed lightly into her skin, accentuating the soft fullness of her snowy thighs.
At that moment, Asta had Lin Feng pinned beneath her in a rather intimate position.
With a slight lift of his eyes, Lin Feng could take in every elegant curve of Asta's figure, a subtly enticing sight.
"Mmph... don't..."
Lifting her rosy lips from Lin Feng's face, Asta braced her arms and pushed up her somewhat limp body. Her exquisite face was mostly bashful, with a touch of bewilderment.
She wanted to leave at once before she made one mistake after another, but Lin Feng was already poised to act. How could he let her have her way?
His broad palm settled behind Asta's slender waist. With a little pressure, he sent her falling onto the soft, snowy-white bed.
Since this was one of the space station's Special-Grade Medical Pods, it was furnished with the most luxurious furniture. So even with Lin Feng and Asta staying together, there was still plenty of room.
"March 7th... don't go. Stay with me a little longer, please?"
Lin Feng held Asta's delicate hand tightly, his eyes filled with lingering attachment.
"O-okay. But you're not allowed to do anything out of line."
Her thoughts were in utter turmoil, and Asta's heart pounded like a little deer racing through a forest.
Faced with Lin Feng's plea for her to stay, she unexpectedly felt a touch of rebellion and a desire to take a risk.
Yes, Lin Feng only mistook her for March 7th. Even if something really happened, he would soon forget it completely.
As for what came afterward, as long as she said nothing, no one should find out.
With those thoughts, Asta stopped thinking about escaping. She only wanted to linger for a moment and seek a little fleeting tenderness.
"No... th-there... not there!"
"Lin Feng, it's my first time. Please, could you be a little gentler..."
Late at night in the Medical Pod, soft, lilting moans sounded without end, and a magnificent waltz played out in the name of love...
[In recognition of the host's shameless behavior, awarded 600 Path of Elation Simulation Points.] [Current accumulated Path points: 1,200. Keep up the effort, host!]
The lingering melody of their struggle finally reached its last movement, and the familiar system notification sounded in Lin Feng's mind.
"Phew... that paid off. With 1,200 Path Simulation Points, I've already reached an A rating."
"Still, that was a little unexpected. The first one I won over wasn't March 7th, but Asta..."
Turning his face slightly to look at the lovely girl sleeping beside him, Lin Feng's lips curled into a faint, self-satisfied smile.
His success in winning Asta over had relied entirely on carefully laid tricks. Even he did not know how his journey along the Path would change after tonight, or how Asta would face him.
In the dimly lit room, the girl's finely tailored uniform lay scattered across the floor, and her dark gold thigh band rested beside the pillow. Her slender hands clung tightly around Lin Feng's neck, and Asta's sleeping face was peaceful and lovely.
Only her disheveled, cascading hair and the beads of sweat on her snowy skin spoke of the intensity of that battle.
After the Antimatter Legion's invasion, order had begun to return to Herta Space Station. This was its quietest, most peaceful night.
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