Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 80 - Love Hourglass

Chapter 80 - Love Hourglass

The entire corridor fell into a stunned silence, jaws slack, eyes wide with disbelief. It was as if a grand revelation had just shattered the expectations of an audience watching a climactic twist unfold on the silver screen.

"Eh?" I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Eh?" Kian echoed, his expression mirroring my shock.

"Eh?" Remuel's voice joined in, the weight of the moment sinking into his bewildered stare.

"Eeeeeeh?" A collective gasp rippled through the onlookers, a synchronized chorus of astonishment. The sheer absurdity of the situation hung in the air, thick and heavy.

Myrrh, ever the performer, turned her gaze toward me, her twinkling deep blue eyes shimmering with an unreadable glint. Her lips curled into a forced smile, but her grip on my hand tightened—a silent plea, or perhaps a demand. Then, with an exaggerated sweetness, she cooed, "Oh my, darling. I'm so glad you're here to clear up the misunderstanding!" She punctuated her words with a playful wink, her intent crystal clear.

I glared at her, my expression frigid. This audacious, scheming little—ugh. How did I end up tangled in another romantic disaster? My hands were already full dealing with Fei and Neil's turbulent relationship, and now, against my will, I was being roped into whatever convoluted mess existed between Myrrh and Kian. My thoughts churned into chaos, my tongue suddenly useless.

"I-Is this true?" Kian's voice wavered, slicing through the tension with pure disbelief. "I-I thought Zaft was just your friend."

"W-Well, my relationship with Zaft has always been... complicated, haha." Myrrh let out an awkward, airy laugh, her attempt at nonchalance painfully obvious. Then, with a dramatic flourish, she lifted her hand, flashing the KAWAII agent ring glinting on her finger. Before I could react, she grabbed my wrist and hoisted my hand into the air, proudly displaying the matching ring now snug around my ring finger.

"This is our proof!" she declared. "Zaft put this ring on my finger!"

I cringed—internally, of course. Myrrh's audacity knew no bounds. How dare she drag me into her web of lies? And to use the KAWAII emergency ring as fake evidence? That ring was meant to summon KAWAII agents in times of crisis, not fabricate some ridiculous love story.

"H-How long have you been in a relationship?" Kian stammered, his disbelief clinging to every word. His eyes flickered between us, searching for cracks in the illusion.

Myrrh didn't miss a beat. With a wistful sigh, she pressed her hands together like a lovestruck heroine. "You see, Zaft here was my childhood friend," she began, her voice dripping with nostalgia. "When we were six, we promised to marry each other with a four-leaf clover ring. It was a sacred vow, a bond forged in innocence. We've kept it low profile all this time because we didn't want others to know. Not even our closest friends knew this."

She exhaled softly, as if the weight of her "confession" was truly moving.

"Well, apparently, I didn't know thi—OUCH!" My words were cut short as a sharp, agonizing pressure crushed my left toe.

Myrrh had stomped on my foot.

Her smile remained angelic, as if she hadn't just inflicted physical pain upon me. "My, my, darling," she purred, tilting her head. "Please don't embarrass me in front of so many people. It took so much courage for me to reveal our love for each other, so just help me out, okay?" She added another playful wink, her expression a perfect portrait of faux vulnerability.

I cringed harder. Was Myrrh really this committed to preserving her Mary Sue image? Did her need for perfection truly run this deep?

Kian's expression finally hardened into something unreadable as he stood up. Without hesitation, he strode toward me, his presence looming with an unshaken resolve. His sharp gaze locked onto mine, demanding the truth.