Funinna, please let me steal your heart!

"One more bite?"

Funina snorted lightly: "I can eat by myself, bring it here."

Luna knew she could no longer feed them and felt a pang of regret.

Luna handed the plate and fork to Funina, who then picked up a piece and slowly began to enjoy it.

A nostalgic taste rises in my mouth.

"It's a pity we had tea; we could have had a small tea party," Funina said regretfully.

"Then I'll host another tea party next time. Lady Funina can join us if she's free."

Funina smiled and said, "Remember to send out invitations. I won't go to a tea party without one."

What god would come knocking on your door?

She did want to go and participate directly, but being a high and mighty god is never convenient; you can't just do whatever you want. Her performance couldn't go wrong.

"......"

After leaving the stage, she returned to the original stage.

It's almost as if the soul of one character in the story has returned to another.

"Luna, your acting skills are superb. How did you train?" she asked.

To deliver a perfect performance, you have to become the character you're playing.

And to have such masterful acting skills, is she playing some kind of role? Funina knew this was just a random guess, but she was still very curious.

"Have you ever played any roles in your daily life?"

That's a strange question.

But Luna's answer was simple and without hesitation: "No."

"what....."

No. Funina's feelings were complicated.

She even thought that Luna might have something in common with her in this regard.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's not like she's the one who needs to play a god, and whose success or failure is a matter of life and death for everyone. Why would she wear a mask in her daily life?

I wonder what the Phantom Thief White Cat is like...

"I don't need to play anyone."

Luna's voice brought Funina back to her senses and her gaze.

She smiled and said, "I can't meet anyone's expectations. Anyone who has expectations of me will inevitably be disappointed in the end. That was true in the past, and I think it will be true in the future."

It's almost like saying you'll only live by following your own beliefs.

"...That's really impressive."

"Ok?"

Funina snapped out of her daze and quickly said, "It's nothing! I just think you're really strange. It's amazing that you can still find friends."

"Wait, did I say something really nasty?" Funina's expression froze.

But Luna didn't seem to mind, instead smiling gently: "I think so too. Even though our relationship might change completely in the end, I will still cherish it..."

“Of course, the same applies to Lady Funina,” she added.

"I?"

"Huh? I thought I was friends with Lady Funina."

"Friend..." Funina's gaze flickered.

That might be fine, but she shouldn't have friends. More accurately, she shouldn't have close relationships with anyone.

This is not because she likes being alone or being by herself.

The reason is simple—it cannot be exposed.

The closer the relationship, the easier it may be to expose the truth.

The success or failure of the plan determines the fate of the entire Fontaine, so how can she be at ease to obtain what she is entitled to as "Furina"?

"I am Fucarus, the goddess of water."

Furnessa's expression was indifferent: "I do admire you, but I have no intention of becoming your friend. Don't think that just because we acted in a play together, we can be called friends!"

Funina rarely showed such a distant and indifferent attitude.

It's as if anyone who comes will be kept at a distance, and anyone who gets close will be severely hurt.

Luna nodded nonchalantly, "Come to think of it."

".....Um?"

"But Lady Funina will still continue to perform on stage with me, right?"

Funina's indifferent expression gradually turned into confusion.

"Yes... I do."

Isn't she angry or scared?

Wasn't it embarrassing for her to just brush the topic aside like that? Funina felt stifled and dissatisfied.

Luna placed a new piece of cake on Funina's plate.

"...Don't you feel anything when I say things like that to you?" Funina couldn't help but ask.

"meeting."

Luna said softly, "But that doesn't conflict with my continued anticipation of performing on stage with you."

Fu Ningna suddenly couldn't understand her anymore.

Is she the kind of person who can bury all her emotions inside? Like Violet? Or is she simply indifferent?

Fu Ningna opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to apologize.

But she still couldn't bring herself to say it. She couldn't apologize for what she had just said.

There can be no room for compromise on this matter.

Funina ate the cake, but found it tasteless and couldn't taste anything.

Just then, hurried footsteps approached, and the door was pushed open with a bang.

"Lulu, something terrible has happened!" Navia gasped for breath.

"what happened?"

"The phantom thief White Cat has appeared! And he's with a flying creature that looks exactly like that famous traveler!"

Funina: ".........?"

Fu Ningna paused for a moment, then suddenly stood up.

"What! The phantom thief White Cat has appeared!?"

What a long reaction time!

Luna blinked. Wasn't she sitting right here?

The phantom thief, White Cat, is outside. So who is she?

Moreover, travelers.....

Is it possible that the traveler himself was involved?

Regardless, Luna and Fryna left the opera house with Navia.

Night had fallen, but the outside was bustling with noise.

"The Phantom Thief White Cat is there!"

"That despicable phantom thief, he's actually disguised as a traveler!"

"Miss Phantom Thief, we're your fans!"

Clarinde approached and said, "Lady Furina, please come this way to avoid being affected by the actions of the Phantom Thief White Cat."

"Where is the special patrol team?"

"...Over there."

Following Clarind's gaze, Chavorei, who hadn't even had time to change out of her uniform, grabbed her gun and led her team members in a swift run.

“...I’m going too!” Navia said, and started running away quickly.

Luna: ".............."

Chiori slowly walked to Luna's side.

"Heh, this is really going to be a big deal. What do you think about the phantom thief White Cat being chased by an entire city in broad daylight?" she laughed gleefully.

What else can I say?

at the same time.

Ying turned around and glanced at the countless figures behind her, a look of surprise flashing across her face.

"Why are there more and more of them?"

Paimon turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Whoa!? Could it be that the whole city is chasing us? What did we do!?"

107: Of course my girlfriend can recognize me at a glance.

Not long ago.

"Finally arrived in Fontaine! I'm so tired from walking." Paimon stretched.

"Aren't you flying?"