EFB Chapter 4 So you can be this handsome sometimes?
Chapter 4 So you can be this handsome sometimes?
Audiences across the entire universe recognized it.
Although he looked disheveled, he was a far cry from his current elegant appearance.
But those signature burgundy eyes and purple hair definitely belong to the Star Core Hunter, Kafka.
Everyone was amazed by the scene in the sky.
original.
Before becoming the witch known throughout the universe, Kaffa also had moments of vulnerability and helplessness.
In the video, Lu Li stared at her silently for a few seconds.
then.
He said nothing and turned to leave.
"Huh? Why did you leave?" March 7th said with a disappointed voice.
When Lu Li turned and left in the scene, a row of question marks floated across the screen.
Viewers across the universe were somewhat puzzled.
The canopy in front says this is some kind of "White Moonlight Disc Point," right?
Could this "mysterious man" not actually be Kaffa's so-called white moonlight?
however.
Lu Li in the video stopped after taking only a few steps.
He stood there, seemingly engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
finally.
Lu Li sighed resignedly, turned around, and walked back to the alley entrance.
Seeing this scene.
The audience in front of the dome breathed a sigh of relief, but their eyes flashed with anticipation for what would happen next.
After all, Star Core Hunter Kafka is quite a celebrity in the entire universe.
Nothing beats reading celebrity gossip... cough cough.
It's the past of celebrities that's more interesting.
In the scene, Lu Li walks up to the girl.
As he crouched down, Lu Li tilted the black umbrella in his hand toward her to shield her from the cold rain.
The girl shrank back warily, letting out a threatening growl.
Lu Li didn't pay any attention and simply extended his hand.
The movements were not gentle; in fact, they were rather rough as he grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.
After carefully examining the wound on her forehead.
Lu Li then looked at the other scratches on her body and frowned slightly.
"Tsk, troublesome."
Lu Li uttered two words.
then.
Under the astonished gaze of audiences throughout the universe.
Lu Li put away the umbrella, took off his black trench coat and draped it over the head of the shivering girl.
Then Lu Li stood up and put the black umbrella into the girl's arms.
He turned and walked into the rain, letting the rain soak his black hair and white shirt.
He didn't say a single extra word from beginning to end.
She felt the warmth of the man's body emanating from the trench coat on her head.
The girl, young Kafka, stared blankly at the umbrella she was holding.
I looked towards the figure that was about to disappear at the end of the rainy alley.
For the first time, a hint of confusion and bewilderment appeared in Kafka's wary eyes.
By some strange twist of fate.
Little Kafka, clutching the umbrella, followed after them, her steps uneven.
Hearing footsteps behind him, Lu Li stopped and turned around.
Looking at Kafka following not far behind him, Lu Li seemed to have a headache.
"Little one, you..."
Before Lu Li could finish saying "Why are you following me?", he saw Kafka hide behind a trash can on the side of the street the moment he stopped and turned around.
Then, a little head cautiously peeked out.
Kafka: Stare—
Lu Li: "..."
Forget it.
Lu Li sighed, turned around, and continued walking slowly away.
then.
stomping on...
A familiar sound came from behind, and Lu Li stopped again.
Looking back, I saw Kafka following behind, holding an umbrella and getting soaked in the rain with her coat on her head.
Lu Li felt somewhat helpless.
"Little one, that's not how you use an umbrella... Never mind, give it to me."
But as soon as Lu Li reached out his hand, Kafka, holding her umbrella, looked around nervously.
Finding no trash can to hide in, Kafka cautiously took a few steps back, clutching her umbrella.
Lu Li: "..."
Kids are such a hassle...
Oh well, his clothes are covering it anyway.
Let it rain...
Lu Li shook his head and turned around again.
Seeing that Lu Li was about to leave, Kafka followed behind him slowly, holding her umbrella.
The two of them slowly disappeared into the rain-shrouded streets, one after the other.
The scene seemed to end there for the time being, and slowly went dark.
Silence reigned on the Star Train.
March 7th covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling: "So... that's how they met."
"It was like he'd found a homeless stray cat..."
"No," Himeko shook her head and corrected, "He didn't pick it up."
He gave his raincoat and umbrella to "Cat" and then walked away in the rain.
Judging from the footage currently playing on the screen, this man appears cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
His gentleness seems to be hidden deep within, never easily revealed to others.
Himeko glanced at the silent (despondent) Lu Li without leaving a trace.
In this respect, he is quite similar to Lu Li.
Just then, March 7 nudged Lu Li and winked, "Lu Li, I never thought you could be this handsome."
Lu Li: "..."
Don't even mention it, I didn't expect that myself.
……
Meanwhile, on the Star Core Hunter spaceship.
Silver Wolf was so shocked that he forgot to grab his game console and stared at the screen in disbelief.
Then he looked at Kafka, whose body was still stiff beside him.
"Kafka... so you have this past?"
"Who is this man? Your former... uh, companion?"
Kafka ignored Silver Wolf's ramblings.
Her gaze was fixed on the darkened area of the screen, as if trying to see more through the darkness.
That memory, which she had deliberately buried, surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.
Of course she remembers.
That day was the darkest day of her life.
She was captured by human traffickers in the slums.
Having finally escaped, they now have no idea where they can go.
Hiding in that dirty alley, thinking I was going to die like a stray dog.
He gave her a piece of clothing and an umbrella.
He gave her his entire life.
It gave her the only light in her life.
But...why?
Why was this past, which should have been known only to the two of them, made public?
and also……
Kafka slowly raised her hand and placed it on her heart.
Why, the moment I saw him, the moment I saw this long-buried memory?
Why does my own heart hurt so much?
She seems to have forgotten something...
Looking at the sky that had turned pitch black, Kafka couldn't help but reach out her hand.
What is it?
She has forgotten.
What...?
But before Kafka could calm down, the scene in the sky lit up again.
Judging from the oversized coat that Kafka is wearing in the picture, which is still dripping wet, the time span is not very large.
This time, however, the scene was no longer that dark, rainy alley.
Instead, it was in front of a spacious and brightly lit clothing store on a glamorous commercial street.
To the surprise of the audience in front of the sky screen...
At this moment, Lu Li is holding a black umbrella in one hand and holding Kafka's small hand in the other.
The two seemed to be closer than when they first met.
Lu Li pushed open the glass door and led Kafka, who was soaking wet, inside.
He casually hung the black umbrella on the rack by the door, water still dripping from the tip onto the marble floor.
The sales assistant, wearing high heels and sporting a standard professional smile, strode over.
But after seeing their attire, her professional smile quickly faded.
He glanced discreetly at Kafka's tattered clothes, her mud-splattered little feet, and Lu Li's wet lining.
The sales assistant smiled and stepped aside, blocking the way to the shelf.
Although the gestures were polite, they carried an air of aloofness that kept people at arm's length.
"Excuse me, sir."
"We are a high-end boutique and do not provide rain shelter services."