Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

Luna loosely wrapped her arms around Xia Worei's neck and whispered, "It'll give people the wrong impression."

"................"

Xia Worei glanced around; it seemed that someone had already noticed what was happening between them.

"Mom, what are they doing?"

"Let's... enhance our friendship..."

Xia Worei rarely showed an embarrassed expression, and she let out a long sigh. Her breath brushed against her skin, tickling her.

"...Let's go somewhere else."

"Where's your date?" Luna asked with a smile.

"Don't use that misleading way of speaking. I'll make her wait a moment."

Xia Worei turned around and scoffed, "After all, you want me to cooperate with you, don't you?"

"He was truly a prophet."

"...But I understand you even less now. Also, remember to return the waiter's uniform."

Xia Worei walked back into the store without looking back. Luna shrugged. What else could she say?

After returning the waitress's uniform, Luna waited outside the store. A short while later, Xia Worei returned to Luna, pointing south with her thumb.

"Let's go to the port."

The port is bustling with people, so it can hardly be described as quiet.

But in such a bustling venue, there is often a quiet space hidden in the corner.

Luna leaned against the railing and put a French fry in her mouth.

"Want some? It's not poisonous."

Xia Wore ignored her, even as Luna kept poking fries at the corners of her mouth, which annoyed her.

A damp breeze blew by, and Xia Worei asked, "Why?"

"Why do you think so?"

Don't try to play riddles with me.

"Then—"

"Don't tell me 'there's no reason,' I won't believe you."

Xia Worei further retorted: "You always do things with a purpose. Wasn't it for that woman named Sally when you publicly humiliated the judges on stage?"

This kind of thing can be deduced with a little investigation.

Besides, Navia had already told her.

Luna took a bite of half a fries: "Miss Xia Wore really likes to create personas for others."

Xia Wore's gaze was fixed on her skin; although it wasn't meant to interrogate, it was undeniably cold and unsettling.

"Take a bite, and I'll tell you." But Luna wasn't scared; instead, she held out the half-eaten fry.

".....Give me a new one."

"I do not want."

Xia Worei sighed.

Rather than being infuriated by this guy, she wanted to know why.

So she took half a fry, hesitated for a second, and put it in her mouth. Naturally, it only tasted like fried potato, nothing else mixed in.

But for some reason, she still found it hard to swallow.

"I just wanted to steal her treasure."

“A dishonest person is still a sinner, and it won’t make you lovable,” Xia Wore said.

Luna tilted her head back: "If you don't believe me, fine. I have no reason to expect everyone to believe everything I say and do."

"In fact, it's more accurate to say that anyone who believes in a phantom thief is a fool."

She licked the crumbs off her fingers and chuckled, "Aren't you right, my silly little captain?"

It's less of a flirtation and more of a provocation.

But Xia Wore remained expressionless.

Whether you believe it or not is not up to you. Answer my first question.

Luna turned around and waved the fries in her hand: "What's the problem? The time I spent with the captain was so reassuring that I forgot why we came here in the first place."

Why make yourself a target?

Luna turned her head to meet Xia Worei's gaze.

"Aren't you overthinking it?" she sighed.

Seeing her so disappointed, Xia Wore had a fleeting thought that perhaps her reasoning was wrong.

But she regained her senses.

"Don't think of me as the person I was at the beginning. Trying to take all the credit and claim all the credit for yourself will not do you any good."

"Because you are a sinner who receives no support from Fontaine."

There were no medals, no awards, and no bonuses.

Only reputation.

Luna rested her chin on her hand, nodding as if admiring Xia Worei's reasoning, and said, "What if I wanted fame?"

"That's even more impossible. You won't accept anyone's expectations, and fame means nothing to you either."

Luna extended her finger.

"What are you doing?" Xia Worei frowned.

"Take a bite, and I'll tell you the answer."

Xia Worei slapped her hand away and whispered, "You want the mastermind to target you."

Luna stared intently into Xia Worei's eyes.

The unwavering determination within it was so captivating. It surpassed any jewel Luna had ever seen, and the thought of cherishing and kissing it flashed through her mind.

Unfortunately, Xia Wore would never allow her to do that.

"Miss Chavoret, aren't you being a little too concerned about my affairs? Can you allow me to speak frankly?"

"explain."

Luna asked indifferently, "Does this have anything to do with Miss Xia Worei?"

"Have."

Xia Wore unexpectedly made a firm decision regarding the railway.

A smile appeared on Luna's face: "What's your relationship?"

"You need me to help you cover up your lie."

as well as.....

Xia Worei grabbed Luna's wrist: "—Only I can hold you back."

98: Don't say forever, my Captain.

Luna slightly widened her eyes.

"Only I can catch you?" That sounds like...

"Proposal?"

Xia Worei's eyes sharpened: "How could that be? You want a reason? Then I'll give you the most appropriate reason, nothing more."

"Miss Chavoret, you're hurting me a little." Luna moved her wrist.

You need me.

Xia Wore stated the facts.

She did need Chavorei, but to be precise, what she needed was... Luna raised her other hand, her fingertips gently tracing Chavorei's delicate lips.

"What I need is Miss Chavory's mouth."

"They all mean the same thing."

If she didn't want to, she wouldn't speak up as Luna wished.

The initiative is now in her hands.

“All I want is the truth.” Xia Worei released her grip.

Luna rubbed her wrist and smiled, "The truth is simple: I'm tired of it."

She put her hands behind her back, took a light step and turned around, her skirt swaying.

"I'm tired of this boring game. I want to get all of that guy Vasher's treasures."

Xia Worei looked doubtful: "Really?"

"if not?"

Luna turned around, suddenly leaned close to her face, and breathed softly.

"Miss Chavoret, do you perhaps think that I did this for someone else?"

Xia Worei turned her face away: "No, I don't think so."

And in essence, it doesn't matter.

Regardless of the phantom thief's purpose, her actions undoubtedly protected Navia and the others.

Xia Worei fell silent for a moment.