Naib didn't know why the girl had so much strength, and he didn't dare to ask.

Naib: qlnngxrbbd! If I hadn't beaten girls......!

Emily sat at Naib's bedside, chatting with Fiona, who had just arrived.

"Do you regret hitting him?"

"Regret ......"

"Why?"

"I hit him, my hand hurts, and I'm going to stay here until he heals!"

Fiona watched Emily be so angry that she even wanted to shake off a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and then look at Naib's sinister face, and suddenly it dawned on her.

It turns out that he just doesn't want to play...... 〗

Fiona sighed, patted Emily on the shoulder seriously, and said with a serious face: "If you beat someone, you have to be responsible for healing, otherwise they will stumble you in the future!" ”

Naib: ????? Am I that kind of person?

……

When Marta came to visit Naib, Fiona felt Emily's eyes light up instantly, and saw her pat Marta on the shoulder, and her tone seemed to be a little ...... Plaintive????

"You change shifts......~"

Fiona was then pulled away by Emily, leaving Marta and Naib in their place, who were still confused.

……

Fiona took Emily's hand and walked slowly through the garden, the sun shining through the clouds to the ground, obscured by the branches, and dappled with "gold" on the path, and the crisp bird song was particularly pleasant at the moment.

Fiona gently closed her eyes and felt the hard-won sunny day of the manor, the sun shining on her body in small pieces, warm.

The voice of the girl behind me came from my ears, with a little hesitation.

"Fiona...... I seem to ...... There's someone I like......"

When I turned around, I saw Emily's right hand clenched into a fist lightly on her chest, as if she had decided for a long time.

Fiona was a little confused, but she resisted the urge to ask directly, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Yo? Which poor boy has taken a fancy to you? ”

Emily took a few deep breaths, resisted the urge not to hit her, and turned her head to look at the sun-drenched meadow, where the freshly watered blades of grass still hung with droplets, glowing in the refraction of the sunlight, like a small crystal.

"She's ...... Girls ......"

Fiona was a little frightened, but she quickly calmed down and blurted out the doubts in her heart.

"What girl is so unlucky?"

Emily pursed her lips and didn't speak, just when Fiona thought she didn't get an answer, she heard an answer.

Her name was ...... Emma Woods ......"

Fiona:......

"Are you gay?!"