"Oh~ so you're saying…"
"These browsing histories just mysteriously appeared in your phone. You never actually watched any of it."
"Right?"
"Y-yes!" Hearing Clara say this, Firefly faltered for a moment, but then wore a face of firm resolution and nodded.
"…"
Seeing Firefly nod so resolutely, Clara felt utterly speechless.
She spoke in a flat tone:
"Firefly, you know what?"
"This kind of behavior isn't strange to me at all."
"Or rather, it's extremely common."
"Huh?" Firefly was a bit confused, not understanding what Clara was getting at.
But it didn't matter. As long as she refused to admit it, insisted these records just popped up out of nowhere, Clara couldn't do anything about it.
Hmph~
Seeing Firefly's expression, Clara gave a light chuckle and continued:
"So, in my eyes, regarding this matter, people can be divided into two types."
"One type is those who have watched it."
"Nothing more to say about that."
"The other type…"
"is those who have watched it, but stubbornly refuse to admit it."
"Firefly, which… type are you?"
Clara looked at Firefly with a smile all over her face, hoping she would give an answer.
"Er…" Seeing her own thoughts so thoroughly dismantled by Clara, Firefly blushed slightly, but quickly suppressed it. After all, her dignity was on the line here…
Firefly took a deep breath and continued to dig in her heels:
"I belong to a third type, the kind that has never watched any at all…"
"Pfft, yeah right." Seeing Firefly still being stubborn, Clara outright rolled her eyes at her.
Firefly definitely had watched it. Even without this browsing history, Clara was one hundred percent sure Firefly had seen those things.
Why?
Because during their previous kiss, when Firefly used her tongue, although it was a bit clumsy, she clearly knew all the right moves. She just lacked practical experience.
So, Firefly must have secretly practiced for a long time when Clara didn't know about it. (╯`皿´)╯
Damn that Firefly, so she's had designs on my body all along!
A wave of petty irritation rose in Clara's heart, though she didn't show any emotion on the surface. She just looked calmly at Firefly.
She wanted her to admit it herself, to confess that she liked watching this sort of thing.
"…"
"…"
Clara kept staring at Firefly, waiting to hear her answer. Firefly also kept staring back at Clara, refusing to admit anything.
And so, Clara and Firefly began a period of locking eyes in a stalemate.
"F-fine… okay… I… I watched it all…"
It didn't last too long. In the end, it was Firefly who surrendered.
Blushing, she admitted that the browser history on the phone was all from her own viewing…
Finally hearing Firefly's confession, Clara revealed a smile again. She reached out and patted Firefly's shoulder, speaking with earnest sincerity:
"See? Wouldn't it have been better to admit it sooner?"
"It's just some educational videos. What's there to be so secretive about?"
Firefly: …
Hearing Clara's words, Firefly's face turned even redder. She wished she could find a crack to crawl into and hide.
But then, as if Firefly remembered something, the blush on her face gradually faded, replaced by a curious expression.
"Clara."
"Hmm?"
"Have you… watched any?"
"Watched what?"
"St-study materials."
Clara: …
"Er… w-watched? Of course I've watched some," Clara replied after a slight hesitation, though she added another line afterward.
"Things like the history of cosmic development, the Amber Era's history, and the history of the [Aeons]—I really enjoy watching those."
Firefly: …
Hearing Clara's words, Firefly's mouth twitched.
But Clara's answer only stoked the curiosity in Firefly's heart.
Based on Clara's reaction just now, Firefly could basically confirm that Clara had definitely watched them, but she was the type who stubbornly refused to admit it.
"You know that's not the kind of study materials I'm asking about."
"Huh? I don't understand." Clara tilted her head, her face full of confusion.
Not admitting it, not admitting it, I won't admit it even if you beat me to death…
Clara muttered silently in her heart.
Even though watching educational material wasn't something shameful, Clara just didn't want Firefly to know…
"Don't understand? That's okay." Hearing Clara's words, Firefly smiled.
She used her fingerprint to unlock her phone, opened the browser, clicked on the bookmarks, and selected one at random.
The phone entered a webpage and issued a warning for a dangerous site.
Firefly clicked 'Ignore Risk' and successfully entered the site.
Since Firefly entered from a video bookmarked in her favorites, a big 'Play' button now filled the phone screen.
Firefly tapped it lightly, then pulled Clara over in one swift motion. Her face was slightly flushed, and her voice trembled a little as she said:
"Since you haven't watched any, Clara, let's watch together then…"
"L-let's… study… together…"
Clara: …
"M-maybe we should just forget it…" Clara didn't directly push Firefly away or refuse to study with her.
She just offered a token, symbolic objection…
"I-it's… it's okay, just ten minutes of study…" Watching the various icons appear one by one, Firefly grew increasingly nervous inside.
Before, she had always watched alone, hiding under the covers or inside Sam…
Now watching with someone else… and that someone being Clara… it was more or less…
Before Firefly's internal monologue could finish, two figures gradually appeared on the video.
Both were girls. One had white hair and green eyes, the other had black hair and red eyes. While their looks were far from matching Clara's or Firefly's, they still fell within the range of 'pretty girls.'
The first few minutes of the video didn't have anything else, just the two pretty girls chatting, flirting, and laughing.
But as the progress bar passed the ten percent mark, the content gradually began to get on track.
It started with an intense, passionate kiss, then they removed their gear, peeled off the outer layers, revealing the pure white flesh inside.
Everyone must be careful when peeling lychees—don't use too much force, or your nail might pierce the lychee flesh.
A plump lychee is delicious; I recommend everyone try one.
But be careful not to use too much force, or if you prick the lychee flesh, a lot of juice will flow out.
And then the flavor won't be as good.
(This passage contains no improper implications; it merely wishes to remind everyone to be careful when eating lychees.)
…
The video ended. The phone screen reflected the faces of Clara and Firefly, both red enough to seem about to drip blood.
"I-it's… over…" Clara stammered.
"Mhmm…"
"D-do you… want me to… send it to you?"
Firefly wasn't in great shape either at the moment; she looked like she might pass out any second.
"N-no… it's fine…"
"L-let's… g-get going…"
"Okay…"
After watching this video, Clara and Firefly both maintained a tacit silence.
What they were thinking in their hearts, no one knew besides themselves…
…
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