How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

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Thinking this to himself, Sirocco tightened his embrace even more.

"Hey... Sirocco. Let me get ready before we continue."

——!

Don't say such provocative things at a time like this!

I almost couldn't resist again!

"Honestly, I really want to do it now."

"Hehehe... There's not enough time now, is there? We only have 10 minutes left to get to the ground."

We can always add another lap.

Sirocco put up a stubborn resistance, but to avoid upsetting her, he could only feign resentment in response:

"Oh...."

Beren chuckled softly; she was definitely doing it on purpose.

She grasped Sirocco's clothes, her slender, cool fingers stroking Sirocco's snow-white neck.

Each time the car swayed, the two would touch each other, a very comfortable sensation.

115. A Dangerous Invitation

Under the dazzling fireworks, Katya looked up at the Ferris wheel.

The firelight illuminated the two people inside the sedan chair, who witnessed the birth of a couple.

Her heart was throbbing, and this time she was certain it wasn't a calcium deficiency.

Even though I wasn't injured, I felt a strange discomfort, like a huge hole had been punched in my head.

He was surrounded by crowds, but he was all alone.

Oh no.

My vision began to blur, and the outline of the Ferris wheel gradually became indistinct, blending into the night. My nose started to feel hot, and I couldn't help but let out a soft "woo..."

People in the crowd kept glancing at her from time to time, and Katya knew it was time to leave.

I couldn't help but think, "Oh, how stupid I am, how embarrassing."

At this moment, Hertanid did not jump out; instead, she felt that her inner strength had actually increased.

Because she had imagined and anticipated this scene and this situation, but in reality, she was not the female lead.

She wandered aimlessly, wanting only to leave this place, and had already reached the outside of the garden.

Good evening, beautiful. Are you alone?

Three unfamiliar men approached Katia and spoke to her in a very friendly tone.

But Katya showed no reaction and silently walked away, as if she hadn't noticed the men at all.

Then, seemingly angered by being ignored, one of the three men reached out and tried to grab Katya's shoulder.

Before the other party could even touch her, Katya skillfully summoned the Demon Blade, striking the man's shoulder blade with a single blow, and then stomped him to the ground.

"I used the back of the knife to cut him. Sorry, I don't want to talk right now."

Hertanid still hadn't woken up, and Katya longed for her to come out and mock or ridicule her. Having a friend by her side when she was sad made her feel a little better.

She ignored the man lying on the ground, staring blankly ahead, and unconsciously increased the pressure of her stomping, as if there was a cracking sound.

The man felt intense pain and screamed in agony, tears welling in his eyes.

The man's companions were so frightened they stood frozen in place. As the incident unfolded, a crowd of onlookers gradually gathered. Finally, the police arrived and took the men to the police station.

Katia continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

What is the taste?

Katya caught a strange smell of tea mixed with cola, a smell she seemed to have smelled somewhere before... which snapped her out of her daze.

Only then did I realize that I had walked into a quiet place.

The waiting area at the bus stop.

At this time, tourists are all inside the park watching the fireworks, and those who need to get there have already arrived, so there are naturally not many people at the station.

She simply sat down to rest.

For aesthetic and green purposes, the platform is filled with green plants and flowers. The flowers under the night lights bring a unique view, which comforts Katya to some extent.

Katia guessed that it might be the scent of an unknown flower, or perhaps the aroma of food made by vendors at the amusement park.

The fireworks in the distance gradually died down.

Sirocco and Ms. Katie might go back from this station, and then Sirocco will find me and strike up a conversation with me.

What are you dreaming about?

If Sirocco recognizes you as Katya, wouldn't your act of pretending to be your brother be exposed?

Katya gave a lonely laugh.

By the way, Hill.

Katya remembered this and sent her location to the other party.

—Hill, let's go back together after you come over. It's a bit dangerous for a girl to stay out too late alone.—

—(An abstract emoji that's hard to understand) Sister Tia, why did you stop at the station? I can't find anyone. —

—There's no need for that anymore. I just saw...

Katya hesitated for a moment after typing this far, deleted what she had written before, and continued writing:

—Continuing to pursue it won't change anything—

He crossed out "wouldn't change anything" in the typing box and changed it to "would be overwhelmed by crowds and die from the heat." Only then did he click send.

She doesn't want nothing to change.

I'm afraid that what I say will become a self-fulfilling prophecy.

—Alright, Hill figured that was about it. He'd searched for ages but hadn't seen his brother and the others; they'd probably gone back.—

—Sircure hasn't found you, so don't say too much. Asking too many questions will arouse Sirocco's suspicion.—

—Sister Tia, you really shouldn't be too explicit with Brother Cass. Hill is afraid he'll reveal unnecessary information to him. Even if Brother Cass recognizes Hill, if Hill just throws a little tantrum, he won't say anything; he might even buy her a new game.—

Katya gave a wry smile, somewhat envious of her relationship with Sirocco.

If Hill saw that scene, would he think the same way?

The thought of that scene made Katya's mood sink again...

"How lively! Humans love lively places; gathering and socializing are in human nature."

A stranger's voice came from the side.

Katya looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young man who looked like a college student with his back to her.

Wearing glasses, with fair skin, he leaned against the railing, watching the crowd at the amusement park entrance. The faint smile on his profile revealed a deep sense of powerlessness and helplessness.

"My name is Henson. Judging from your appearance, you've been dumped, haven't you?"

—! W-what? Dumped? I don't understand.....

Katya quickly denied it in her mind.

Is it that obvious?

And to be honest, my relationship with Sirocco didn't even begin; it was just unrequited love on my part...

But, isn't Sirocco wrong too?

We agreed to go out together after our duel, but he seems to have completely forgotten about it. Even though I practically forced him to invite me, and he only agreed reluctantly, maybe he wasn't really that keen. But I was really looking forward to it!

Katya started to get angry. She glanced at the messages on LINE and saw that Sirocco hadn't sent a single message since that afternoon, which made her even angrier.

"People who have just broken up have a certain aura about them, I understand. After all, I used to have girls I liked, but she married my childhood sweetheart."

Henson seemed to be reminiscing about that time.

“When we were in elementary school, she made a pinky promise with me, saying that she would become my bride when we grew up. I’ve liked her for over 10 years. On the day I confessed, she told me that she had someone she liked, and that person was my childhood sweetheart. It turns out she’s gay. This world is crazy. I ran 10 kilometers in one go until I passed out.”

"Uh...."

Katya listened to the person who had been talking to himself with his back to her, unsure how to react.

His experience is somewhat similar to mine?

There is someone you like, but that person is unaware of your feelings.

A feeling of sympathy welled up in my heart.

However, she didn't respond, since Henson was suspicious.

Henson ignored Katya and continued talking to himself.

“Those were tough times. I didn’t attend any university classes until I joined a support group.”