Transform into a magical girl after getting off work-Chapter 557 - 118: Disagreement

"Even if you, Captain, say that we should cherish the remaining half of happiness, I can't consider such a thing as my happiness anymore."

Unexpectedly, Mo He directly opposed Emerald Sparrow's view.

"Happiness is not like bread or cake that can still retain its original flavor even if split in half. Happiness is like the structure of Magic Technique, like Magic Tools, if you split it in half, then... what's left is just a pile of parts."

Slowly stabbing the fork into the cream on the cake, Mo He squinted her eyes, looking as if her gaze penetrated Emerald Sparrow and was fixated on something else:

"Such a thing is no longer happiness. It's only our memories that imbue it with meaning, making us feel like it's still 'a part of happiness.' In reality, what's left is just components."

"You're too easy-going, Captain. At times like this, we should think of ways to retrieve the lost happiness, or create a new one. Otherwise, we are just trapped in the past."

This was the first time since their reunion that Mo He expressed such a long opinion in front of Emerald Sparrow. Although her speech was still somewhat hesitant, the semantics were surprisingly fluid.

Thus, Emerald Sparrow finally caught a glimpse into a corner of Mo He's thoughts.

"Who told you this?" she asked, after some deliberation.

Mo He paused for a moment.

"...No, it wasn't someone else."

Then, she explained, "It came to me while discussing with others."

"That's surprising because it doesn't sound like something the old you would have said."

Sitting upright, Emerald Sparrow interlaced her hands beside the teacup she had put down: "No, perhaps I shouldn't be surprised. After all, it's been so long, and it's only natural for your ideas to change."

Mo He did not respond, essentially accepting Emerald Sparrow's words.

"I don't think you are wrong."

So Emerald Sparrow continued, "The things in this world can't all be the same, even 'happiness.' We might all use this word to describe it, but what we mean might not be the same thing."

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"Just like this pot of chocolate, we call it 'chocolate,' but in reality, the amount of cocoa butter, sugar, milk, even water content can give it a completely different flavor, color, and even shape."

Emerald Sparrow gestured to the chocolate fondue in front of her: "A clump of dark chocolate and a cup of hot cocoa mixed with milk are both chocolate, but there are so many differences."

"...I don't understand." Mo He didn't even realize how many times she had said this.

"It's a simple matter, Mo He, it's that my view of happiness is right; and your view, is also right. The opposite of truth is not necessarily wrong; it might just be another truth. Perhaps, it's just that the 'happiness' you and I want is not the same, so our views differ."

Emerald Sparrow slowly closed her eyes: "I am not lying about this issue, Mo He. If you feel my response is insincere, perhaps... it's just that we are different."

Mo He was somewhat dazed.

We are different.

This phrase was common, and even Mo He herself knew that everyone in this world is different. However, at this moment, she still felt her breathing quicken significantly.

"We are all in search of happiness, but what I want is very simple, something I can easily be content with. It doesn't have any complex structure, so even if it's divided, taken away, I can, or rather must hold onto what's left because it truly is my happiness."

Emerald Sparrow noticed Mo He's emotions and condition, but now, she consciously felt that she had peered into something, and these insights urged her not to hold back, to explain the reasoning clearly:

"The happiness you seek is probably more complex and refined, which is why this matter troubles you, right? But such overly complex happiness... sorry, I don't quite understand it."

This sentence put an end to the discussion of this topic.

Since that sentence, Mo He no longer said much, just mechanically stuffing sweets into her mouth.

Fortunately, although she seemed a bit down, she wasn't despondent, appearing more like she was deep in thought. Hence, Emerald Sparrow did not continue to disturb her thoughts.

The desserts on the table were changed one after another, this meal was supposed to be an afternoon tea… but it had now turned into a dinner gathering, lasting over two hours.

"Excuse me, this is your last course, and it's a drink, Fairy Fruit Wine Mango Loquat Bavi, hope you both like it."

The busy waiter weaved through the tables, precisely placing two yellowish drinks in front of them, then bowed and took his leave, marking the end of this two-hour-long dessert marathon.

It was only at times like this that Emerald Sparrow was glad to be a Magical Girl, having eaten desserts for a full two hours without feeling any strange sensations in her body and her taste buds still in prime condition. If she had eaten this high-sugar feast as Lin Yun, not to mention the blood sugar levels, her tongue would probably have gone numb from the sweetness.

Reflecting on these trivial things, Emerald Sparrow reached for the parfait, deciding to ditch her human dietary wisdom and indulge her Magical Girl taste buds, recklessly shoving a spoonful of sorbet and jelly mixture into her mouth.

The waiter mentioned "Fairy Fruit Wine" in the product name, but Fairy Fruit Wine was renowned in the kingdom, typically reserved for the Royal Court, and well known as a mild alcoholic drink. Thus, that slight bitter taste of alcohol was no issue for Emerald Sparrow, accustomed to the drinking scene as Lin Yun. Instead, the hint of bitterness combined with the sour-sweetness of the loquat and mango, along with the crispness of the sorbet, helped alleviate the richness of the sugary feast from before.

Mentally rating the parfait in her hand, Emerald Sparrow subconsciously looked over at Mo He, but noticed that Mo He didn't seem quite right.

For at that moment, Mo He seemed utterly unaware of the waiter's arrival and the fact that a cup of parfait had been added in front of her, instead continuing to spoon the previous course into her mouth, and as her lips got smeared with jam, she subconsciously reached for the napkin in front of her.

The terrifying part was, the end of the napkin was now under the parfait.

So, by the time Emerald Sparrow noticed, Mo He had already pulled out the napkin, and the unfortunate parfait tumbled over, with the top half of a loquat flying into the air.

"Be careful."

Emerald Sparrow instinctively wanted to use her Magic Armor to stop everything, but then she remembered this was a Magic-free Zone, and she couldn't use her Magic Armor. Thus, she could only stand up, almost lunging forward with her upper body pressing against the table, and then, she managed to catch the cup of parfait with her hand.

Regrettably, due to that brief moment of hesitation, although she prevented the worst scenario, she couldn't completely stop the spill.

Jelly hit Mo He's face, and a mixture of sorbet and Fairy Fruit Wine splashed onto her blouse and hair, thoroughly soaking the fur on her prosthetic limb.

Mo He's upper body was suddenly drenched.

"Are you alright?"

With some effort, Emerald Sparrow fixed the parfait back in place and immediately asked, "Which parts got wet? I'll call a waiter right now."

Mo He lifted her head.

Her lips were still smeared with jam, her face still sticky with jelly, and her hair dripping with Fairy Fruit Wine, yet her expression remained calm as if the disarray wasn't really about her.

"Captain, I've been thinking seriously,"

As it had been so long since her last remark, it seemed like her concerns were still on the previous topic.

"Even if, the things we've encountered over the years are different; even if, the things we desire are different; even if, the things we fight for are all different…"

She slightly widened her eyes, revealing her amber pupils, which looked sharply like those of a beast at that moment:

—"But I, indeed, can't just sit back and do nothing. I, want to help you."