Collapse Iron: Cosplaying the Near-Death Star, but with a full destiny.

March 7th was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; he practically teleported behind Dan Heng.

She gripped the back of Danheng's clothes tightly with both hands, peeked out half her head, and stared in horror at the figure that was still slumped on the ground.

"I just gave him a light hug! Really, just a light hug!"

On March 7th, his voice trembled.

"I swear I didn't use any force! It was her own...her own..."

She wanted to say "I broke it myself," but the way she said it sounded like she was shirking responsibility.

Who can break in two just by giving them a light hug?

Even a person made of paper wouldn't be this brittle!

Dan Heng was forced to act as a shield, his body stiff as a wooden stake.

He glanced down at the ground, then at the trembling pink-haired girl behind him, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Let Nguyen Mai come and take a look first."

Dan Heng said.

"Stop shaking me, my clothes are going to tear."

And the star at the center of the accident.

However, he was not in as much pain as everyone had imagined.

Although I did receive intense signals from my lower back that indicated bone misalignment and nerve compression.

Although his lower body had completely lost sensation.

But all that physical torment paled in comparison to those few electrifying seconds.

This feeling...

This feel...

It's March 7th!

A living March 7th!

And they even pounced on me on their own initiative!

This is a steal! It would be worth it even if it meant sacrificing my spine!

Just as everyone was scrambling to call the doctor...

The "mud" on the ground, which should have been groaning or unconscious, suddenly moved.

Hoshi turned his head with difficulty.

A slight cracking sound came from his neck.

Her once dull gray eyes were now frighteningly bright.

It was like a final burst of energy before death, or like a hungry wolf spotting a lamb.

His gaze passed through Danheng's legs and locked onto March 7, who was hiding behind him.

There was no blame in his eyes.

There is no pain.

There wasn't even a hint of worry about the injury.

There is only one kind of chilling... expectation.

It was a frenzied signal of "one more time," "don't stop," and "go all out."

March 7th just happened to be the day we met.

"Alas--!"

The girl let out another short, mournful cry, this time shrinking her entire head behind Danheng, even her ahoge (cowlick) drooped down.

"Danheng! Look at her! Look at the way she looks at me!"

March 7th was filled with panic.

"Is she going to eat me up?! That's the look she gives me! Absolutely!"

Danheng: ...

He glanced down at it.

indeed.

That look really made it seem like he was looking at some delicious afternoon tea.

"Perhaps...it's some kind of stress response?"

Xing stood to the side, stroking his chin as he analyzed.

"It's said that when a person is in extreme pain, the brain releases dopamine to relieve the pain. Perhaps my sister is currently in a state of... ecstasy?"

Although he was talking nonsense, Hoshi still walked over, squatted down and checked on Hoshi's condition.

"Can you still move?"

Hoshi reached out and poked Hoshi's cheek.

Hoshi blinked.

Although I can't move my waist, I can still use my mouth.

"Help me up..."

She moved her lips and uttered two words.

Should I help you up?

Star Questions.

"Help me...up..."

Shihoshi's gaze remained fixed on March 7.

"I think... I can still... be saved..."

That hug wasn't a real hug... Let me feel that suffocating warmth again...

"What's the point of trying to save it when it's already a foldable screen?!"

Xing ruthlessly shattered her fantasy.

"Lie still! Wait for Nguyen Mai to come and reassemble you!"

Fortunately, the power of "abundance" and "immortality" is indeed not just for show.

Just as everyone was talking, a slight hissing sound began to emanate from the fracture in Hoshino's waist.

The bones are repositioning themselves, and the muscles are reconnecting.

That terrifyingly distorted angle is returning to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before Nguyen Mai could even put down her pastries and rush over, the place had already been automatically repaired.

Five minutes later.

The party ended abruptly in a strange and awkward atmosphere.

After all, the protagonist almost killed himself, so no one was in the mood to continue celebrating.

Xing and March 7th, one on each side, carefully helped Xing onto the sofa in the rest area, as if carrying some rare and fragile antique.

"Gently, gently! Land on your butt first! Don't use your waist!"

The stars are in command.

"Put a cushion under your lower back! A soft one! Yes, the one shaped like Pam's butt!"

March 7th was still somewhat shaken, and her movements were so gentle that it was as if she was afraid of crushing the star on the spot.

She shoved a huge soft pillow behind Hoshino and then quickly stepped back two meters to maintain a safe distance.

"call……"

Hoshi leaned back in the soft sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although the feeling of having my back reattached was a bit of a shock, it was still better than being paralyzed.

She looked up.

They discovered that everyone hadn't dispersed, but had instead formed a circle, seemingly waiting for some important family meeting.

Himeko sat down beside him, holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee.

Walter Young stood on the other side, holding the manuscript.

Danheng leaned against the wall.

Hoshi and March 7th sat directly on the carpet opposite Hoshi.

This is impressive.

Is it going to be a joint trial by three courts?

"that……"

Xing cleared her throat and spoke first.

She glanced at Hoshino, a mysterious expression on her face.

"Now that my sister is alright, even though we were terrified just now, shouldn't we discuss that most important issue?"

"What's the problem?"

Star Question.

Are you going to discuss how I broke my back?

Please don't... I still have my pride.

"Of course, it's about accommodation!"

Xing patted his thigh.

"You're now a priority for protection on our train. Leaving you alone in an empty room is definitely not an option. What if you get hungry again in the middle of the night and want to eat someone, or what if you break a bone while turning over?"

indeed.

This is a very real problem.

Given Hoshino's current physical condition—inability to take care of herself and the possibility of her going berserk at any moment—she needs someone to watch over her.

"so!"

Xing stretched out her finger and drew a circle in the air.

"After our brief discussion, we've decided that until your condition is completely stable, you'll be sharing a room with one of us! Of course, this is mainly for your supervision."

Living together?

cohabitation?

Mohoshi's eyes instantly brightened by one degree.

Is there such a good thing?

"That……"

She tried her best to control her tone so as not to sound too excited.

"Who can be chosen?"

"First, we can rule out Professor Danheng."

Xing pointed to the one leaning against the wall.

"That's a boys' dormitory. We still have to be mindful of the proper distance between men and women here. Although I don't think it's a big deal, he'll definitely move to the think tank and sleep on the floor tonight."

Dan Heng nodded silently in agreement.

"Then it's Uncle Yang."

Xing continued.

"Although Uncle Yang is very reliable, he is, after all, an elder, and he may have to work overtime at night to draw manuscripts and explain all sorts of profound principles to you, which may give you a headache."

Walter Young adjusted his glasses: "If it's really necessary, I don't mind making room for half a bed."

Hoshi quickly shook his head.

Sleeping in the same bed with Uncle Yang?

That's too much pressure.

I bet he spent the whole night reciting the plot of Honkai Impact 3rd in his dreams.

"Himeko-nee is fine too."

Xing gestured to the navigator, who was elegantly sipping coffee.

"But Himeko-nee is in charge of the train's navigation and has to handle various signals at night, which might disturb your rest. Also, Himeko-nee's bed is a bit high, and I'm afraid you might fall off and break it again."

Himeko smiled and said, "I wouldn't mind taking care of little Hoshino. If she'd like."

Himeko...

Although I was very tempted, I was afraid my heart couldn't withstand the radiance of that maternal glow.

Mohoshi silently crossed out one of the options in her mind.

"at last."

Xing straightened her chest, pointed to herself, and then to March 7th, who was still trembling beside her.

"That means it's just the two of us, beautiful young women!"

"Choose me, the good thing is we can stay up all night rummaging through trash cans together... I mean exploring the secret corners of trains. I can tell you all sorts of thrilling adventure stories, and even take you online to play games!"

Xing blinked, giving a frantic hint.

"And I'm not afraid of you biting me, I have my baseball bat for protection."

"As for March..."

Xing glanced at the pink-haired girl next to her.

"Her room smells nice, and she has lots of soft, plush toys. She's just a bit timid; if you sleepwalk in the middle of the night, she might freeze you with six-phase ice."

"I won't choose!"

On March 7th, they immediately raised their hands in protest.

"No way! My back is broken! I'm afraid I'll crush her if I turn over in bed tonight! What if I become a murderer?!"

"Protest invalid."

Xing rejected it outright.

"This is for your sister's safety. Quick, sister, tell everyone who you want to choose?"

All eyes were once again focused on Hoshino.

This is an easy question.

It's also a potentially disastrous question.

Hoshi's gaze shifted back and forth between the star and March 7th.

Star selection?

It was very interesting, and Xing did indeed feel very safe.

But Xing is too shrewd.

And he's a piece of trash.

What if she suddenly gets the urge to study my anatomy while I'm sleeping at night, or pokes me with a baseball bat to see if I bleed...

The scene was too beautiful for me to bear.

Let's look at March 7th again.

That pink, fluffy head.

Those big, watery eyes, though still filled with fear, still shone with a clear, innocent naiveté.

And that hug just now...

That feel...

That fragile feeling, so easily broken with a hug...

There's also that adorable reaction of getting pricked up when teased and hiding when scared.

Is this still a choice?

This doesn't even require thinking!

The creature that lives on March 7th is practically made to be bullied!

Both silly and dull.

The reaction was strong.

It's okay, I managed to deduct it.

You can see all sorts of funny faces with just a little teasing.

Moreover, he's not very cunning; his thoughts are written all over his face.

Living with such a naive and innocent girl would be a source of endless amusement.

Even if she's lying in bed unable to move, it's still very entertaining to watch her yell and shout!

more importantly.

At night, I can legitimately hold her while I sleep.

That's a super soft and fluffy March 7th pillow!

And it was alive!

Hoshi felt the "reproductive" factor within her body starting to stir again.

The urge to keep cute creatures as pets and cuddle them is simply irresistible.

then.

She slowly raised her intact left hand.

Without the slightest hesitation.

It pointed to the pink-haired girl who was trying to squeeze into the seam of the carpet.

"I choose..."

Mohoshi's lips curled up slightly, revealing the most genuine smile she had shown since coming into this world.

March 7th.

"ha?!?!"

March 7th seemed to have been struck by lightning, and jumped straight up from the ground.

"Why me?! Why?! Isn't Xing more resilient than me? Isn't Danheng safer than me? Even Pam is more experienced than me!"

She pointed to herself, her face filled with disbelief and despair.

"because……"

Seeing her flustered appearance, Mihoshi felt a great sense of wicked pleasure.

She deliberately slowed down her speech, her voice soft and gentle.

"Because of you..."

"It looks like..."

"It's warmer."

This is a very legitimate reason.

It even sounds a little touching.

It's like someone who has suffered from the cold longing for warmth.

But March 7th clearly didn't feel this emotion; she only felt the fear of being targeted by a "pervert."

"I don't believe you! You're lying!"

March 7th, hugging his arms, took two steps back.

"That look in your eyes just now! I understood! You're up to no good! You want to... want to..."

Her face flushed again, and she couldn't bring herself to say the rest.

Xing watched this scene from the side, revealing an expression that said he had seen through everything.

She patted March 7th on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"March, just accept your fate."

Then he turned his head, looked at Hoshino, and gave her a thumbs up.

"I understand."

Xing looked serious.

"What are you talking about, whether it's warm or not?"

"You bastard."

Hoshi squinted, her golden pupils reflecting Hoshi's little thoughts.

"It's just lust at first sight!"

puff.

Hoshi felt as if an arrow had struck his chest.

Can you please not be so blunt?

Some things are better left unsaid.

It's so embarrassing to say it out loud.

Although that's what she thought, Hoshi did not refute it.

She simply kept that smile and quietly watched March 7th.

That look seemed to say:

Yes.

That's me.

What can you do to me?

"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!"

March 7th let out its third scream of the night.

"Star, you actually defended her! I'm running away from home! I'm going back to the space station to find Alan! I'm not living with this pervert!!"

Even though they kept saying no.

But when everyone actually started helping Hoshino move blankets and pillows to March 7's room.

The pink-haired girl, while muttering "What terrible luck," "I must lock the door when I sleep at night," and "I need to draw a line down the middle of the bed," obediently went to make her bed.

She even took out her favorite life-size Pam doll and placed it on the outside of the bed.

"This is a protective barrier!"

March 7th pointed at the doll and gave a serious warning to Hoshino, who had just been helped into the room.

"Don't cross Pam at night! Don't touch me! And don't look at me like that! Do you hear me!"

Hoshi lay on a large bed filled with the scent of young girls and various plush toys.

She looked at the girl who, despite her stubbornness, still carefully covered her with the blanket.

It's so cute.

She buried her face in the soft pillow and took a deep breath.

Ok.

really.

You made the right choice.