Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Carmilla whirled around, and the instant she saw Camilla, the annoyance in her eyes instantly turned into rage, and the dark energy around her surged: "It's you again! Camilla, what else can you do besides mock me?"

"Of course I came to see if you've become any 'stronger'." Camilla slowly walked up to her, crossed her arms, and deliberately shook her head. "But judging from your appearance, you seem even more irritable than last time? Well, after all, I just had Cui Ming make me some pastries filled with two-tailed monster meat, and I ate them with great relish. And you, you don't even have anyone to keep you company. You can only stay here and get angry with yourself. It's pathetic to think about it."

As she spoke, she observed Carmilla's reaction, and seeing the other's face growing increasingly red, she couldn't help but chuckle to herself—sure enough, as soon as she mentioned how good Cui Ming had been to her, Carmilla would immediately break down. As for why she felt so annoyed whenever she saw Carmilla, Carmilla herself couldn't explain it. Perhaps it was because they were both dark giants, born with an instinct for "competition"; or perhaps it was because she couldn't stand Carmilla's seemingly unsatisfactory life, yet she always put on such an arrogant air.

For Camilla, seeing Carmilla jump up and down in anger always gave her a strange sense of satisfaction. Looking at Carmilla trembling with rage, she added fuel to the fire: "What, want to go berserk again? Too bad, even if you cause a ruckus here, it won't change the fact that you're sealed away and nobody cares about you. Unlike me, when Cui Ming left, he specifically told me to rest at home and that he'd bring me a new flavor of monster jerky when he got back."

"Camilla! You've gone too far!" Camilla finally roared in anger, reaching out to attack Camilla. Camilla was prepared and easily dodged to the side, still wearing a smug smile: "What, getting angry? Can't take it anymore? Looks like next time I'll have to bring some of the snacks that Cui Ming prepared for me, so you can have a good 'envy'."

For Camilla, provoking Carmilla was like a fun "game," a way to pass the time while Cui Ming was away and to improve her mood—a win-win situation. Watching Carmilla's renewed anger, she thought to herself: "Today I'm going to make this girl speechless with rage. She's always so easily provoked, and she always looks at me with such a dislike!"
Seeing Carmilla trembling with anger, almost unable to control her dark energy, Carmilla felt a strange sense of pleasure. But as she laughed, she felt a little dazed. She couldn't explain why she cared so much about Carmilla. They were both dark giants, even of the same race, yet she had disliked her from the first time they met.

"Perhaps it really is a case of same sex repelling each other?" Camilla muttered to herself, but quickly felt that this reason was too perfunctory. After all, in the world of the Dark Giants, relationships between people of the same sex were more about a contest of strength than some inexplicable rejection. Staring at Camilla's face, which was filled with resentment and anger, she suddenly realized that her "dislike" of Camilla might hide more complex feelings.

She knew perfectly well that provoking Carmilla was pointless, but she couldn't help feeling happy every time she saw Carmilla upset; she could easily ignore her, but she always wanted to "negate" her with various words—negating her arrogance, her obsessions, even her current miserable situation. Like now, Carmilla was glaring at her through gritted teeth, but Carmilla deliberately shook her wrist and said in a light tone, "Why aren't you saying anything? Weren't you quite the yeller just now? Or did I hit a nerve, and you don't even have the strength to argue anymore?"

She just wanted to embarrass Carmilla even more, to make the other woman completely admit her "failure," as if only in this way could she calm down the strange emotions in her heart. And the root of this emotion, Carmilla only vaguely understood when she saw Carmilla's "resentful" appearance just now—she was afraid, afraid that if she hadn't met Cui Ming, she would have become the same person as Carmilla.

Carmilla is trapped in her obsession with being betrayed, trapped in the loneliness of having no one to accompany her. She exudes a gloomy aura, much like a resentful woman whose edges have been worn down by life, sustained only by anger and resentment. Occasionally, Carmilla can't help but wonder: if she hadn't met Cui Ming in the dark realm, if she hadn't had his companionship and acceptance, would she also be trapped in some obsession, becoming paranoid and pathetic, just like Carmilla?
This thought made Camilla's heart tighten, which is why she subconsciously "denied" Camilla's situation—denying Camilla's state was like telling herself "I'm different from her"; seeing Camilla's unhappiness was like confirming "I'm very happy now, much luckier than her." This almost self-deceptive way became her outlet for relieving her hidden fears.

"Camilla, don't go too far!" Camilla finally recovered, her voice trembling with tears, but she still stubbornly insisted, "You're just lucky to have met someone willing to be with you, what's there to be proud of!"

“Good luck is also part of strength,” Camilla raised an eyebrow, deliberately emphasizing her words. “At least I won’t end up like you, living such a miserable life. Instead of complaining here, think about how to make your life better. Stop acting like the whole world has wronged you; it’s unlucky to look at. Improve your strength to get revenge, do everything you can, really.”

As she spoke, she turned to leave the dream world—she'd had enough of the thrill, and the strange emotions she felt had temporarily subsided. For her, as long as she was still cherished by Cui Ming, as long as she could still have someone by her side, and didn't have to become a resentful woman like Carmilla, that was enough. Whether Carmilla would actually listen to her was none of her concern.

Watching Camilla's dashing departure, Camilla stomped her feet in anger, but there was nothing she could do. She could only let her grievances and anger surge in her heart, all of which Camilla left far behind in her dream.

Carmilla is very angry, but it's no use.
She could only watch Camilla leave.
"Aa ...

"Then why don't you give it a try, but..."

Camilla smiled.

“Cui, he likes someone like me, not an old woman like you.”

"?!?!?!?!?! You f***ing!!!" (End of Chapter)