Warfare Augmented Intelligent Frame Unit

Chapter 158 - First Class Star Rail

Chapter 158 - First Class Star Rail

We ended up having a small pizza party after the heavy discussion with Agent Feena and the ever-smiling Kaiserin. Compared to the tension that had hung over the room earlier, the gathering was modest—no champagne toasts or loud laughter, just the hiss of carbonated cola bottles opening and the comforting scent of melted cheese and spices rising from Sammelplatz Pizza boxes. The grease clung to our fingers, the cheese stretched with every bite, and for a brief while, the world outside seemed to dim along with the evening sky, which was already melting into darkness around six o'clock.

"Thank you for coming, Myrrh, Zaft!" The Kaiserin lifted her hand in a casual wave, her presence somehow filling the space like sunlight that refused to fade. "Let us meet like this again next school year!"

"We promise!" Myrrh replied brightly, waving with her usual enthusiasm.

I, on the other hand, could only glare at the happy-go-lucky Kaiserin—the person who, whether she knew it or not, had become the bane of my existence. Myrrh noticed my lack of courtesy, of course. Without hesitation, she seized my wrist and yanked it upward, forcing my reluctant hand into an awkward wave.

"Enjoy your vacation, you lovebirds!" Agent Feena chimed, her teasing tone sharp enough to make my ears burn.

"Will do!" Myrrh answered with a smile, still holding onto my wrist as if to ensure my hand joined hers in the gesture.

And just like that, the gathering ended. Together, Myrrh and I turned our backs to the KAWAII Office, the building glowing faintly in the dusk like a lantern about to be snuffed out. We walked down the quiet street, our footsteps soft against the pavement, when Myrrh suddenly tilted her head, stepping just slightly into my path, her curious eyes searching mine.

"By the way, Zaft," she asked in a gentle voice, "when are you going to leave for Earth?"

"Tomorrow," I replied, the word heavy on my tongue. "Six in the morning."

"Oh. Hmmm..." She drew back, pressing a finger to her chin, her expression clouded with thought as the night settled around us.

There was a strange silence between us as we walked side by side, the kind that seemed to stretch longer than it should have—five seconds that felt like fifty. The only sounds were our synchronized footsteps and the faint hum of streetlights flickering awake in the deepening night.

"Hey, Zaft," Myrrh finally broke the stillness, her voice quieter than usual. "Remember my promise to you back in the war?"

"Huh?" I tilted my head slightly, my mind turning up empty. The war felt like a lifetime ago, and any promises she might've made had long been buried under smoke, fire, and chaos. "Did you promise something? Is it about me tying you up in bed and taking pictures while you're fully nude? I think I'll get a lot of cash by selling those pictures."

Her face instantly flushed a vivid strawberry red, and she stomped her foot so hard the sound echoed down the street. "I did not promise such a thing!" she roared, sparks practically crackling from her embarrassed expression. "The metro rail, Zaft! The metro rail!"

"Oh, right." I scoffed, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. "You promised to show it to me."

Stopping in front of me, Myrrh turned with sudden determination and stretched out her hand. "The supersonic metro rail of Xyraxis isn't just transportation- it gives you a sweeping tour around the metropolis. Since it's already night, the city lights will be shining at their brightest. Neon towers, sky bridges, the whole cyberpunk glow. I think it would be the perfect setting for our final date before you go back to Earth."