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

"You won't encounter nothingness, Star."

"Because I won't let that happen."

"I've already blocked that road."

"The road ahead for you will be much easier than mine."

"I promise."

That sentence was said very casually.

Hoshino's expression even carried a smile.

But Xing felt as if something had suddenly slammed into the area of ​​her heart.

She looked at Hoshino.

Looking at her wet hair, at her empty right sleeve, at the hole in her chest that would never heal.

And her bright, golden eyes, which seemed to never go out.

this person.

From the very first day I transmigrated here, I've been working tirelessly for others.

She lost a hand, a part of her body, and countless opportunities to almost lose her life.

What did we get in return?

It brought about the rebirth of the Zerg, the protection of the Divine Tree, and the safety of everyone on this train.

and also……

In return, we have "Star," an individual who can avoid repeating her mistakes.

"Gehoshi..."

Xing opened her mouth.

She wanted to say something, but the words got stuck in her throat and wouldn't come out.

"Alright, alright, stop making that face."

Hoshi waved his hand, looking quite disgusted.

"I'm not dead, you're making it sound like you're commemorating a martyr."

"And to be honest, I think it's a good thing."

"Although I'm missing an arm, I feel much lighter overall."

"When I used to play baseball, I would often strain my shoulder if I swung the bat too hard. Now it's better; I can directly prevent myself from using too much force."

She said this and then laughed.

The laughter was crisp and loud, echoing in the steamy bathroom.

Xing looked at her.

Looking at her face, which was clearly saying very heavy things, yet she insisted on appearing nonchalant.

Something is swelling inside my heart.

It's hot and swollen.

Finally, that emotion burst forth from his throat and manifested as a gesture.

Xing pounced on it.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Hoshino's neck.

He buried his face in her wet hair.

"Feed, feed..."

Hoshi was caught off guard by the sudden hug.

Her left hand instinctively tried to push Xing away, but stopped halfway.

"What are you doing... I'm not dressed yet..."

"Thanks."

Xing's voice was muffled, coming from her shoulder.

"Thank you."

"..."

Mohoshi paused for a moment.

Then, the corners of her mouth slowly turned up.

The left hand gently patted Xing's back.

"Don't mention it."

"We're practically family."

The two of them just hugged each other like that.

The steam in the bathroom slowly dissipated, and the warm yellow light cast long shadows of the two people.

The air was filled with a faint scent of shower gel, mixed with the unique refreshing smell of freshly washed hair.

A while later.

Suddenly, Hoshino's voice rang out.

"Oh, speaking of which..."

"Um?"

Xing raised her head, her nose still red.

Hoshino's eyes darted around, and her gaze shifted downwards.

It landed on Xing's chest.

The loose white T-shirt had sagged a bit at the neckline because of the hug.

A small patch of fair skin was revealed.

And... that soft curve.

"Your chest..."

Mohoshi's expression suddenly became subtle.

"It seems bigger than mine."

"...?"

Xing was stunned.

"Let me touch it."

Hoshino's left hand had already reached out in that direction rather unruly.

"I haven't felt this kind of touch in a long time."

"I haven't had a chance since I transmigrated here. Every day I'm either fighting or running away."

"Besides, I only have one hand now, so I can't even reach to rub my back, let alone other parts of my body."

"You're just... taking pity on a disabled person?"

"you……"

Xing's face turned red instantly.

She tried to back away, but Hoshino's left hand had already slipped into her collar with incredible speed and practiced ease.

"Oh wow, I knew it."

Hoshino's hand paused there, feeling the soft, smooth touch beneath her palm.

Her expression was very serious, as if she were appraising some rare treasure.

"soft."

"slip."

"Very elastic."

"Much better than the one on March 7th."

"As expected of me, Xing."

"What! What are you saying?!"

Xing's voice even changed tone.

She wanted to struggle, but she was afraid that if she moved too much, she would hurt Hoshino's empty right shoulder.

She could only watch helplessly as that hand wreaked havoc on her chest.

"Don't move, don't move."

Hoshino held her down with a serious expression.

"Let me savor this moment a little longer."

"You should have compassion for people with disabilities."

"And this is what you promised."

"When did I agree to that?!"

Xing was getting anxious.

"I agreed when you hugged me just now."

He was perfectly justified.

"You hug me, I touch you."

"Equivalent exchange".

"Fair and reasonable."

"Where is the fairness? Where is the reasonableness?!"

Xing's face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

"It's reasonable that I only have one hand."

Hoshi blinked.

"If I had two hands, I would be using both at the same time."

"So you should be grateful that I only have one hand."

"..."

Xing was completely speechless.

Meanwhile, taking advantage of Hoshi's momentary daze, Shihoshi became even more unrestrained in his actions.

She had that smug smile on her face, her eyes sparkling, a completely triumphant expression.

"Hmm...this feel..."

"I've made up my mind."

"From now on, I'll come to see you every day after I take a shower."

"Consider it my rehabilitation training."

"You're dreaming!"

Hoshi's protests, accompanied by Hoshi's laughter, echoed in the bathroom of the party car.

Outside the door, the footsteps of Messenger 7582 faded away with a "clattering sound".

It has decided not to clean this area today.

Because even though it's an insect, it understands how the word "privacy" is written.