Transformed into a pink fairy, I will make all the players cry with my sword

Under the warm glow of the emergency lights, that smug pride made Fei Ying appear vivid and dazzling.

Tao Yao looked at her, who was displaying her peacock-like plumage, and just smiled without saying a word.

While Sakura was still immersed in the joy of her great victory, and while the little snow fox was still stunned by the strange bow on its leg,

Peach Blossom stirred.

She stepped forward, stretched out her hands, and with gentle yet decisive movements, scooped the entire ball of white fur from the cash register into her arms.

"Hey!"

The little snow fox seemed to wake from a dream, its body tensing up suddenly, and it struggled symbolically for a couple of moments in Tao Yao's arms.

However, that struggle was less of a rebellion and more of a declaration.

It is demonstrating through its actions that it is not so easily subdued.

Tao Yao completely ignored the other party's protest.

She held the soft little one in her arms and found a comfortable position to lean against the recycling counter.

Then, reaching out a hand, she gently and rhythmically began to comb its snow-white fur, which was somewhat disheveled from being startled.

My fingertips slid from the top of its head down to the back of its neck, then along its back to the base of its tail.

The movements are gentle and the force is moderate.

The warm and comforting touch gradually stopped the little snow fox from struggling.

Its stiff body gradually relaxed without it even realizing it.

Finally, it gave up all resistance, rested its little head on Tao Yao's arm, and even let out a barely audible, satisfied gurgling sound.

Seemingly because Tao Yao was enjoying grooming him, it finally stopped breathing on this wicked woman.

As Hiyori watched this scene, a strange and inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart.

The little fox was held affectionately in Tao Yao's arms, creating a harmonious and beautiful scene.

so good……

I was held so gently.

The moment the thought popped into her head, Hiyori was startled.

What was she thinking?

How could I possibly envy a fox?

Crazy!

Fei Ying awkwardly looked away, forcing herself to stop looking at the heartwarming scene of the human and the fox.

She turned around and spoke in an almost volunteering, eager tone.

"I...I'll prepare dinner!"

After saying that, she immediately took action, as if if she lingered for even a second longer, those absurd thoughts in her mind would completely spiral out of control.

Upon hearing her words, Tao Yao simply raised her head, smiled, and responded to her busy back.

"Okay."

Fei Ying stopped talking and piled the instant noodles and canned food she had collected on the ground, then began to tidy up quickly.

She lit the small, portable gas stove, and the blue flames danced in the dimly lit supermarket, adding a touch of warmth to the ruins.

One person is busy preparing for the night's meal, while another is comforting a newborn baby in a corner of the ruins.

There was no verbal communication, and no deliberate division of labor.

A single gesture, a single glance, and they understand each other perfectly.

In this apocalyptic world where monstrous beasts roam and the human heart is more terrifying than ghosts, this unspoken understanding and trust is itself an extreme form of tenderness.

It warms hearts more than any flame.

Tao Yao teased the little fox in her arms for a while, who was now completely lying flat and ready to be petted. Seeing that Fei Ying had already set up a pot, she carefully placed the little guy on the soft waterproof cloth that had been laid out beforehand.

Then, she also started to get busy.

She carefully laid the two sleeping bags flat and placed them side by side, leaving almost no gaps between them.

She then covered the two sleeping bags with the only blanket on top of them, tidying it up neatly.

Everything looked so orderly and cozy, so out of place with the dilapidated surroundings.

Tao Yao moved very quickly.

While Hiyori was still pouring water into the pot to cook noodles, she had already completely tidied up their "bed".

After finishing all this, Tao Yao clapped her hands, then casually moved closer to Fei Ying, squatted down, and curiously watched the steam rising from the pot.

Sakura's attention was entirely on the food. She opened two packets of instant noodles, put them in the pot, and pried open a can of luncheon meat, cut it into thick slices with a dagger, and threw it in as well.

After doing all that, she looked at the simple, even somewhat meager, "feast" in the pot, and the enthusiasm she had shown for volunteering faded slightly, replaced by a barely perceptible sense of apology.

She turned her head and looked at Tao Yao, who was standing beside her with an expectant expression, and spoke somewhat awkwardly.

"Well... due to limited resources, this is all we have."

There was a hint of unease in her voice that she herself didn't realize.

"These frozen foods may not taste very good... I can only try my best to make them taste better."

In her opinion, someone like Tao Yao must have never eaten this kind of thing before.

This is all I can offer her; it's really not presentable.

However, after hearing her words, Tao Yao simply blinked and then moved even closer.

Those clear eyes, seemingly able to see through everything, shimmered with a gentle light in the flickering firelight.

"It's okay."

Her voice was sweet and gentle, filled with undisguised enthusiasm and sincerity.

"I love Hiyori's cooking skills. I love anything that Hiyori makes herself."

These words, like a warm current, unexpectedly and heavily struck Hiyori's heart.

Her heart skipped a beat once again.

The temperature on my face, which I had finally managed to bring down, started to rise uncontrollably again.

……

at the same time.

On the other side of this silent ruin, on the top floor of a towering office building.

Before the broken French windows, a lithe figure held up a military telescope, gazing at the faint light emanating from the supermarket in the distance.

She was a young girl with neat short hair and a healthy wheat-colored complexion.

She put down her binoculars, turned around, and her face showed the excitement of a hunter spotting his prey.

Behind her, a tall woman was leaning against the wall, slowly wiping a menacing tactical machete.

The woman had her hair tied in a neat single ponytail and wore only a tight black tank top that accentuated her stunning curves.

What's most striking about her lower body is the black stocking that only covers her right leg, while her left leg is completely bare, creating an asymmetrical and wild beauty.

"Sister Ling."

The short-haired girl, Aque, spoke with barely suppressed excitement.

"Those two girls look like they brought a lot of supplies! That SUV is almost full!"

The woman with the single ponytail, referred to as Sister Ling, stopped wiping her knife upon hearing this.

She looked up, took the binoculars from A-Que, and also looked in the direction of the supermarket.

A moment later, she put down the binoculars, and a playful smile slowly curved her cold and beautiful face.

"Yes, and she's quite attractive."

A-Que's eyes lit up instantly. She rubbed her hands together and spoke impatiently.

"What do you say?"

Sister Ling tossed the binoculars aside, picked up her machete again, and lightly licked the cold blade with the tip of her tongue. A bloodthirsty light flashed in her sharp eyes.

"of course?"

“Let’s each take one and kidnap them.”