Chapter 191: Deeper in Debt
Ha!
What a coincidence!
Lena couldn’t suppress her smile.
Such a simple request, barely even a favor, and she had thought Snow would ask for some grand reward…
Lena was truly traumatized by her past self, hence her overreaction.
She patted Snow’s shoulder, twirling a strand of her silver hair. “Turn around, and don’t look back until I tell you to.”
“Hmm?”
Snow hesitated, then turned around.
She trusted Lena’s first impression, someone who helped others without asking for anything in return, surely not a bad person.
“Okay, you can turn around now.”
Lena’s voice came from behind, close to Snow’s ear, a ticklish sensation.
Snow turned around. “My blade!”
“Mm-hmm~”
Lena held [Dark Plum Blossom].
“Here, keep it safe.”
“Why…?”
Snow blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, her expression confused.
“No reason, I just think it belongs with you,” Lena smiled faintly. “Returning it to its rightful owner.”
Snow hesitated, then took the blade.
“Thank you.”
Her belated gratitude was less impactful than Lena’s generosity, and Snow felt even more indebted to Lena, a debt she might never be able to repay…
“You’re welcome.”
Lena looked at Snow’s expressionless face, thinking: Good thing she’s not suspicious, otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to explain this.
Snow attached [Dark Plum Blossom] to her belt, twirling gracefully.
Her silver hair swirled around her, carrying a refreshing fragrance, seemingly her natural scent, Lena’s fingers still carrying a hint of mint and lemon after touching her hair.
A cool, refreshing scent, with a slightly bitter, herbal aftertaste.
Looking at Snow’s delicate lips, Lena couldn’t help but think how addictive a kiss would be…
Suddenly, Lena slapped herself, her face flushing, cursing her own inappropriate thoughts.
Enough with the fantasies, hadn’t she learned her lesson from her past life?!
Taking a deep breath, Lena calmed herself, suppressing her desires.
Treat Snow like any other girl, after all, she was asexual, even if Lena had any ideas, they wouldn’t be reciprocated…
“Hey—”
Snow poked Lena’s head with a finger.
Lena paused, looking down, her eyes meeting Snow’s clear, red gaze.
Her crimson eyes were beautiful, like pools reflecting the starlight.
Snow puffed out one cheek, like a mimicking parrot—her way of teasing Lena.
“Why did you hit yourself?”
Her cold voice held a hint of concern, and Lena blushed, making excuses. “Just pretend I’m crazy…”
“Oh.”
Snow thought for a moment, her cheeks puffing out slightly, her lips pouting.
Lena wanted to bite them…
She knew she had to stop these dangerous thoughts, but Snow had already extended her hand, her skin cool to the touch, a refreshing mint scent.
Her skin was smoother than any other girl’s, delicate and flawless.
Her hand was warm, yet firm, her bones slender but strong, her skin incredibly smooth.
She was a girl, that was undeniable.
She was the hero, destined to save the world, that was also undeniable.
She was…
She was…
“Snow…”
Lena paused, her finger tracing the lines of Snow’s palm, leaving a faint mark.
“Here’s some money.”
Snow opened her hand, revealing a card containing all her savings, the money she had intended to use to redeem her blade.
“I don’t want your money,” Lena pushed it back.
Snow’s gaze was firm, unwavering. “I can’t… let you suffer a loss.”
This little girl probably didn’t know the pawnshop was owned by the Falmouths, Lena thought, amused.
“Really, there’s no need, keep the money for yourself.”
A few hundred silver coins were nothing in this expensive city.
Besides, Lena felt a pang of guilt, she couldn’t accept the money.
“Take it.”
Snow pressed the money into Lena’s hand, shaking her head stubbornly.
Lena, after a moment of resistance, finally accepted, planning to find a way to repay Snow later.
“Good girl.”
Seeing Lena accept the money, Snow’s expression softened, although there was still no smile, Lena could sense her happiness.
Snow gently stroked Lena’s hair, like a small comb.
The soft strands felt like flowing sand between her fingers.
“Why don’t you grow your hair out? It would look so beautiful.”
Lena tucked Snow’s hair behind her ear, teasing her.
Snow simply withdrew her hand, muttering, “It’s inconvenient.”
“Inconvenient how?”
Lena persisted, her gaze fixed on Snow’s ear.
Her silver hair and delicate features were incredibly cute, long hair would suit her even more.
“Combat, reconnaissance, stealth…”
Snow, ignoring Lena’s gaze, explained patiently.
She had been asked this question many times before, her answer well-rehearsed.
In fact, Snow also wanted to grow her hair out, but circumstances wouldn’t allow it.
Short hair, even a buzz cut, was more practical in harsh environments, and her arduous journey didn’t require elaborate hairstyles. Snow simply wanted to be strong and independent, to help those in need…
That’s how she justified it to herself.
“Where are you going now?”
Lena changed the subject.
Snow replied without hesitation, “Dormitory.”
It was still early, plenty of time for their “date.”
She had already considered this meeting a date, a new and unique experience for her.
Snow enjoyed the feeling of companionship and care, anticipating what would happen next.
“What’s so fun about a dormitory…”
Although she grumbled, Lena still accompanied Snow.
As always, Lena walked ahead, Snow following closely behind.
They walked in silence.
Soon, they reached Snow’s dormitory building.
Small stalls lined the street, displaying clay figurines, the stall owners lounging in their chairs, seemingly bored from lack of business…
“Hello.”
Snow tapped on a table, holding up two fingers.
“Two.”
