After experiencing fear once more, Kafka seed almost... lost in it.
Watching these two "abnormal" people, Silver Wolf felt completely out of place—
As if she were the third wheel here.
"If we don’t leave now, the Astral Express crew will be here!"
Seeing that ti was truly running out,
She had no choice but to remind Kafka.
They didn’t co to Herta Space Station to play.
How did the usually calm and composed Kafka end up like this?
"I know."
Though reluctant, Kafka understood priorities.
Even the slightest delay could alter the outco.
She had no choice but to let it go—for now.
"May we leave?"
Though she didn’t say much,
There was now a hint of aggression in the way Kafka looked at Su Ran.
"No one’s stopping you. You’re free to go."
Su Ran spread his hands, showing no intention of blocking them.
"Then release the restraint on !"
With her abilities completely sealed, Silver Wolf felt as fragile as an ant—
As if she could be crushed at any mont.
That feeling of losing control over her own life—Was absolutely awful.
"You can remove it yourself. Aren’t you a hacker? I only planted an electronic virus—you can just clean it out."
Looking at the little wolf’s furious expression,
Su Ran felt a sense of amusent.
If not for Nous paying attention to him,
He might’ve thought he was more suited for the Path of Elation.
"..."
Her Aether Editing was sealed.
What exactly was she supposed to use to remove it?
Silver Wolf stared at him with a blank face and dead eyes.
He casually took a photo.
This really did look more like Bronya now.
"Alright, I’ll send you off~~"
Su Ran directly activated a teleportation device, sending them away—
And casually showing off his technology.
One mont, Silver Wolf and Kafka were on Herta Space Station—The next, they were back at the Stellaron Hunters’ base.
"..."
The two stared at each other.
"Seems he’s even more dangerous than we thought."
Kafka shrugged. Though she looked unconcerned,
She had firmly rembered Su Ran.
And... perhaps, just a little—
She wanted to control him.
If only to experience that feeling of fear again.
Even Kafka herself couldn’t tell—
Whether she wanted to control Su Ran, Or whether she had already been controlled by him.
"That guy still says he didn’t dox ? He clearly knows everything!"
Silver Wolf grabbed a handheld console from the sofa and flopped down to play.
Since she’d already been "exposed," she might as well stop caring.
Whatever happens, happens.
"He might be the biggest variable. Hopefully things still move in a good direction."
Unlike Silver Wolf, Kafka didn’t give up.
Instead, she felt a hint of hope.
Things hadn’t unfolded according to Elio’s script.
Which ant—
The future now had uncertainty.
And that might make the story even more interesting.
"Give a break. Does that guy look like a Genius Society mber? He’s more like a Masked Fool. He’ll probably go out of his way to ss with us!"
Silver Wolf was full of hostility toward Su Ran.
Mostly because—
The "boss" was too strong.
She couldn’t beat him, So all she could do was resent him.
"By the way, dear, quite a bit of my lipstick got sared off."
Looking at Silver Wolf’s face, Kafka couldn’t help but hint in her own way.
"If it’s gone, just reapply it. You should be glad it was wiped off—not kissed off."
Silver Wolf just wanted to ga and vent her frustration.
She couldn’t care less about Kafka’s lipstick.
"Mm, I will."
Since Silver Wolf didn’t get the hint,
Kafka didn’t press further.
She could always let Sam see it later—he might find it amusing.
"Dan Heng, look! There’s soone over there!"
After waiting for a while, Su Ran finally heard footsteps.
He opened his eyes and looked at the two people running toward him.
"I’ve been waiting for you two—No-Brain and No-Joy."
March 7th froze.
Was he talking about them?
Those weren’t their nas!
Before she could react—
She saw Stelle lying on the ground.
"Wah!! Y-you—are you a good guy or a bad guy?!"
An unknown man, with an unconscious girl beside him—
This looked exactly like a cri scene!
"Do I look like those Voidrangers?"
Su Ran shot back.
"Then... you’re a good guy?"
March answered cautiously.
"March, let’s save her first."
Dan Heng stepped forward, checking Stelle’s breathing.
She was alive—just unconscious.
"Oh! Right!"
March snapped back to reality and looked at Stelle—
Then imdiately covered her mouth,
Trying not to laugh.
Because Stelle’s face... was sothing else.
She had thick, straight brows, Over-the-top blush, And lips sared into sothing resembling sausage-shaped lipstick.
It was honestly hard not to laugh.
Even Dan Heng, though expressionless, was visibly shaken.
"March, mouth-to-mouth."
"Oh!"
Despite wanting to laugh, March was kind-hearted.
She leaned in to perform CPR—
But when she saw those lipstick-sared lips...
She froze.
"I’ll leave it to you!"
Even though they were both girls—
She just couldn’t do it.
Dan Heng took a deep breath and leaned closer—
But looking at that makeup,
He hesitated too.
In the end, he looked toward the fourth person present.
March also turned to him.
"Cough... she’s about to wake up."
As the one who personally did Stelle’s makeup,
There was no way Su Ran could go through with it.
Luckily, the timing worked—
Stelle began to wake up from Kafka’s Spirit Whisper.
As she opened her eyes, She saw Dan Heng’s concerned face, March struggling not to laugh, And finally—
Su Ran, whose figure felt strangely familiar.
Just before she lost consciousness, She vaguely rembered seeing him.
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