The season of White Album was here again

At that moment, March 7th regretted not confessing sooner and telling Lin Feng how she felt.

If she had, the person kissing Lin Feng should have been her, not that sly Asta.

But there were no ifs in this world. What had happened before her eyes was already a done deal, leaving her lost and dejected.

"Maybe... this is what they call fate."

"Asta, I hope you'll be happy. Yes... you have to be happy. Sob..."

Murmuring to herself, March 7th wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and walked away without looking back.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on earning the achievement "The season of White Album was here again." You have received 200 Path of Elation points.]

[Current accumulated Path simulation points: 1,900. Keep up the good work, host!]

While Lin Feng was still basking in Asta's soft, warm embrace, the mechanical notification in his ears caught him off guard.

"The season of White Album was here again? What the hell kind of achievement is that?"

"Could it mean..."

"Aha, the Aeon of Elation, really is a sucker for amusement. Does he enjoy watching drama that much?"

An initial suspicion had already formed in Lin Feng's mind. Even though he had gained 200 simulation points, he couldn't feel happy about it.

After all, this so-called achievement wasn't a freebie. It was a death trap.

If he failed to handle things properly and they really followed the course of White Album, the ending could get ugly.

Whether it was Asta or March 7th, they were both his wings. He couldn't simply let either of them go.

At that moment, Lin Feng was already considering what he needed to do to truly break out of this predicament.

"Lin... Lin Feng, what's wrong?"

Seemingly noticing the odd look on Lin Feng's face, Asta asked in confusion.

"Ahem... nothing..."

Lin Feng affectionately patted Asta's head, putting on a calm expression.

"Oh... I should get back to work. Remember to check your messages, Lin Feng!"

Rising slightly onto her toes, Asta brushed a light kiss against Lin Feng's cheek before slowly turning to leave.

Although dating was important, as the lead researcher of Herta Space Station, she still had duties to attend to.

Left alone in the empty corridor, Lin Feng leaned against the alloy wall with a thoughtful expression.

"Should I go straight after March 7th? She's caught up in her emotions right now. That probably won't be easy..."

"Forget it... I'll test the waters first and see how things stand!"

Having made up his mind, Lin Feng took out his phone and posted in the family group chat named "Astral Express."

This Mountain Is a Peak: Dinner at Starlight Restaurant tonight at six. Be there or be square...

Definitely Not a Bunny: Yay, yay! Our rich friend is treating us again, pom! So happy, pom!

Yang Wo Qi Zuo: Since our young friend has so graciously invited us, I'll certainly be there on time.

Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon: Good food can relax the body and mind. It's certainly a fine way to unwind during our free time...

World's Cutest Girl: I'm feeling a little unwell, so I won't be joining dinner tonight...

Definitely Not a Bunny: What's wrong, pom? Should Pom-Pom come visit, pom?

Yang Wo Qi Zuo: You don't understand girls' problems, Pom-Pom. Best not to get involved...

March breeze: I'm fine, Pom-Pom. Don't worry...

Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon: You even changed your nickname? That's rather strange.

March breeze: I'm emotionally drained. Don't feel like talking...

Rose of the Stars: Is something troubling you, March 7th? Let your big sister help you work through it...

Definitely Not a Bunny: Himeko's awake! That's wonderful, pom!

Yang Wo Qi Zuo: Welcome back, Himeko...

Cold-Faced Little Azure Dragon: It's wonderful that you've woken up, Himeko!

Looking at the messages on his phone, Lin Feng frowned slightly.

Sure enough, his earlier judgment had been right. March 7th was in a terrible mood.

According to the experience provided by Love Expert, chasing after her to explain himself was absolutely the wrong move in this situation.

All he could do now was set the matter aside for a while and wait for March 7th to calm down.

"This really is a bit troublesome. A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea-impossible to find..."

"Himeko's already awake? That's much sooner than I expected."

"But at least she probably doesn't remember what happened last night. Otherwise, things would really go up in flames..."

Recalling how he had sneaked into Himeko's hospital room the previous night, secretly taken photos, and made his move, Lin Feng felt somewhat relieved.

Good thing he had acted early. If he had waited until tonight, the outcome would probably have been different.

Even though he had never seen Himeko angry, her presence was on an entirely different level from Little March's.

In the hall filled with floating screens in Herta Space Station's Central Control Zone.

A girl with long pink hair hummed a cheerful tune as she methodically organized the day's work.

Although her confession had been a little rushed, the outcome was what she had wanted, and that was what mattered.

Recalling Lin Feng's warm embrace, Asta felt genuine happiness and delight. Being in love really did feel wonderful.

Ding, ding! A message notification sounded from her elegant phone.

"At this hour... could it be him? We only just parted, and he already misses me?"

Murmuring to herself, Asta wore a faint smile on her fair, pretty face, with a touch of smugness.

It was working hours, so she had muted all those group chats. Only a handful of friends could send her notifications.

Naturally, Asta thought of Lin Feng. When you loved someone, everything associated with them seemed lovely too.

But when she actually saw the message on her phone, Asta froze, and the smile vanished from her face.

March 7th: Asta, I hope you'll be happy...

Asta: March 7th, why are you saying this all of a sudden? This is so unexpected...

March 7th: Not really. I think this is exactly the right time.

Asta: March 7th, is there some misunderstanding between us?

Asta's delicate brows knitted slightly, and her expression grew grave.

From that brief exchange, she already understood what March 7th meant.

After all, she had only just successfully confessed to Lin Feng. The timing of March 7th's supposed well wishes was far too coincidental, wasn't it?

March 7th: I already saw everything... what misunderstanding could there be?

March 7th: I don't care about that sort of thing at all, actually. Lin Feng is just an ordinary friend of mine. That's all...

Asta: Well... March 7th, it's not what you think. Let me explain...

[This person is no longer your friend. Message failed to send...]

Still rapidly typing, Asta froze when she saw the dark gray notification box.

What had happened was already beyond the scope of her original plan.

She had thought March 7th might discover something, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon. Her lovely eyes narrowed slightly as she was left utterly flustered.