Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 11 - Archonlight Tower

Chapter 11 - Archonlight Tower

"Mmmm! Sammelplatz Pizza is the best!" Myrrh giggled, her eyes sparkling with delight as she took a bite of the rich, savory pizza. 

Strings of melted cheese stretched from her lips to the slice, long and glistening, refusing to snap until she slurped them up with a playful grin. The greasy sheen of the perfectly cooked ground beef gleamed on her lips, catching the soft light of the diner.

I had never seen Myrrh so animated, especially over something as simple as pizza. Her enthusiasm was infectious, and for a moment, the ever-perfect Mary Sue facade seemed to crack. It was only now that I learned Sammelplatz Pizza was her favorite, a small but crucial detail that opened a new dimension of understanding. Behind the flawless exterior, she had her own guilty pleasures, quirks, and cravings—just like anyone else. Just like any other girl.

My eyes drifted back to the table. Myrrh had ordered an entire Sammelplatz Pizza, with eight thick slices dripping in cheese and toppings, and didn't hold back when it came to our meal. There were also two glistening blueberry cheesecakes waiting as dessert, and a couple of frosty club sodas to wash everything down. This pizza, generously sized to serve a family of four, seemed like no challenge to Myrrh. She was already halfway through it, her appetite insatiable, while I had only just managed to finish my first slice.

To be fair, the Sammelplatz Pizza was a culinary marvel, the kind of pie that redefined pizza for me. Every bite was a perfect harmony of gooey cheese, succulent meats, and a crust that was equal parts crispy and soft. The flavor was almost overwhelming, a savory explosion that left my taste buds craving more. 

But as I wiped my fingers, slick with oil, I couldn't help but think of the grease. I wondered if I was also indulging in a recipe for future hypertension. One slice was good—incredible even—but a second might have me seeing God.

"By the way..." Myrrh said, her voice slightly muffled as she chewed, still savoring the stringy cheese lingering in her mouth. "Why did you enroll in Orbital Tech?"

I blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in conversation. "What? Is the university only for people like you—the daughter of a war heroine?" I shot back, half-joking, half-curious myself.

Myrrh paused, swallowing her bite before speaking again, her tone now more composed. "I'm just curious. Ever since the first day, I've wondered why someone like you—a hooligan—would choose to enroll in a prestigious school like Orbital Tech."

"Sorry for tainting your school then." I forced a smile, though it felt more like a mask than anything genuine. "But being a support unit for WAIFUs has always been my dream, ever since I was in kindergarten."

"Why?" Myrrh tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes narrowing in curiosity.

I glanced at her, surprised by the sincerity in her gaze. She wasn't just asking to be polite—she genuinely wanted to know. Oddly enough, I had never really shared the full story with anyone before. Sure, I'd mentioned my plan to my high school friends, telling them I wanted to enroll in Orbital Tech to work as a support unit, but most of them assumed it was just some surface-level admiration. A simple dream, born from a fan's obsession.

But that wasn't the case at all. In truth, the roots of my ambition went far deeper, back to when I was just a kid, barely four years old. I had idolized Mirana Alicent since that time. Looking at Myrrh now, with her genuine curiosity, it felt like she deserved to know the real story. But putting those feelings into words was harder than I thought. The last thing I wanted was for her to misunderstand or dismiss it.

"Well..." I muttered, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks as I awkwardly scratched at my blushing face. "I was saved by a WAIFU when I was little. Since then, I've had this childhood crush on the heroine who saved me. She became my inspiration and gave me the dream to work as a support engineer for the next generation of WAIFUs."