The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 259

Chapter 259: I usually use a gun, you know. Want to try that?
These days, Sam’s life has been quite peaceful.

During the day, he’s at school, playing the enviable role of lover with Angel—oh, not playing, they are indeed in a relationship now.

As for Sophie, they occasionally bump into each other at the bus station and arrive at school together. But the moment they enter the school gates, they quickly part ways, like strangers. To Sam, it feels like a clandestine romance, secretive and tinged with a hint of ambiguity, followed by their familiar bickering.

Alice remains the same, always finding opportunities to tease Sam in various thrilling situations. Although it’s exciting, such antics in a school setting really make one’s heart race with apprehension.

Life can’t just be about thrills, right?

Sam doesn’t know, but for now, he’s passively accepting it all.

And currently, Sam is fighting with Aurora.

Calling it a fight seems accurate enough—no protective gear, just bare-knuckle, flesh-to-flesh contact.

The fight leaves Sam’s skin bruised, but that’s hardly an issue. Thanks to his strong self-healing ability, he can recover overnight without a trace of injury visible.

During this time, Sam hasn’t neglected his skill training. Although it seems like Angel’s superpowers leave him with no chance of resistance, having a bit more skill always provides some psychological comfort.

“Alright, alright, let’s take a break…”

Finally, a sweaty Aurora suggests taking a break.

Since they’ve just finished exercising, there’s no need to rush for a shower. Aurora sits on a chair next to the ring.

Sam came over with a smile, looking like the one who had been beaten up, yet wearing a grin as if he were the ‘aggressor.’

“You can’t handle it anymore? Looks like Officer Aurora needs some serious training.”

Aurora glared at Sam, clearly annoyed. “Who knew you were so tough? Any normal person would have been knocked out cold on the ground by now.”

Sam chuckled. “I think it’s because Officer Aurora isn’t strong enough.”

Aurora smiled and turned to look at Sam. “I usually use a gun, you know. Want to try that?”

“…No need for that.”

“Then don’t deliberately provoke me.”

Aurora huffed and turned away.

Wearing a sports tank top, Aurora looked very feminine, certainly more charming than her usual demeanor. Sweat trickled down her healthy skin, and her high ponytail added a mature, almost queenly aura to her presence.

She was a woman with a perfect figure, slim where it should be and curvy where it counts.

Sam took a sip of water and looked ahead, shifting his gaze to the ring in front of them.

The combat club was unusually quiet today, with few people and even fewer coaches around.

Sam thought for a moment and then asked, “Any progress with my boss lately?”

Aurora shook her head. “Still no progress. I’ve tried calling her or sending messages, but she’s mostly unresponsive. How about you? Any developments with her?”

“What kind of progress could I have? One’s the boss and the other’s a clerk; it’s just work stuff, and we don’t even see each other every day.”

Sam stretched the truth a bit. Practically every time he went to work, he ‘just happened’ to run into Aurora. It was curious how she seemed more dedicated to the job than ever, as if she had never been so invested in the store before.

Mia hadn’t given up on the idea of Sam trying her dream experiments again, but the thought of potentially losing control, even in a dream, was daunting—who would want to have nightmares every night?

So, Sam had maintained his stance, firmly refusing, and of course, he reminded Mia to be honest and not think about using others as her test subjects.

There was no need to mention these things to Aurora. Mia probably wouldn’t let her sister drink her saliva, right?

It should be… like that, right?

Aurora sighed and turned around. “That just shows you’re not working hard enough. You need to speed things up.”

Sam looked at her, puzzled. “What do you mean I’m not working hard… Since when did this become my job?”

“You promised me, remember?”

That night, that sudden kiss?

“I never promised you, don’t flatter yourself.”

“You did promise. You said you’d do your best.”

“Officer Aurora, you should know that sometimes a polite way to decline is to say I’ll try, I’ll do my best.”

Sam didn’t mind making it clearer.

It was their family matter to begin with, and Sam had no right to meddle, especially since Mia had supernatural powers. Why should he stir up trouble? Was he just bored, or did he feel that not being dead was too kind to this world’s rules?

Aurora blinked. “I don’t understand these verbal tactics. I think you just promised me.”

“Officer Aurora, you’re a police officer, you need to be reasonable.” Sam looked at her helplessly. When did she start to ‘play dumb’?

Aurora smiled. “I’m an officer, I abide by the law, and the law doesn’t mention verbal tactics.”

Do you know your sister has supernatural powers? Is that written in the law? Sam sighed.

Aurora chuckled and reached out, placing her hand on Sam’s shoulder with the natural ease of a charismatic older sister.

“Don’t be too disheartened. I believe you can handle this. You are Sam, after all.”

“Stop flattering me at a time like this. This kind of social nicety doesn’t suit you, Officer Aurora.”

Aurora let go of his shoulder and sighed. “Indeed, I’m not really cut out for these social niceties. Sometimes I wonder why the world has to have so many of them. Isn’t it just about wearing a false mask, saying things you know are lies, and having insincere conversations? What’s even harder to understand is how often these behaviors actually solve most problems.”

Sam took another sip of water. “The problems that these things solve are just superficial. The real issues aren’t resolved by them. Solving problems definitely requires action, and from that perspective, you’re well-suited to handle them, Officer Aurora.”

Aurora looked at Sam, somewhat surprised. “You found that angle?”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Why is that so strange? Could it be that when Sam woke up, he found the intelligence level of the entire world had dropped, leaving only him with a normal IQ?

Aurora mused, “No wonder even Mia finds you so special. You do have some tricks up your sleeve, especially when it comes to charming women.”

Sam couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “You ask for my help while continuously mocking me, Officer Aurora. I said you don’t need to be familiar with social niceties, but I didn’t say you should lack emotional intelligence.”

Aurora stood up, smiling. “What’s emotional intelligence? Should I be trying to please you right now?”

Is that something one should even hope for?

Sam paused for a moment. “Well, at least when you’re asking for help, you should adopt an attitude that encourages it, right?”

Aurora gave a slight smile, her expression turning unexpectedly seductive. “Is that so? Then… how about joining me for a bath, Sam?”

“What?” Sam was taken aback as Aurora reached out her hand toward him.

“Interested?”

Sam almost reached out his hand in response—only a fool would!

“Stop playing these little games. I’m going to take a bath too. Separate baths, separate homes.”

“Eh? You’re going home already?”

“Why wouldn’t I go home? You’re not expecting me to join you for a drink, are you? Sorry, I’m planning on cutting back on alcohol.”

Drinking had only led to trouble, especially with these women; nothing good ever came from drinking with them.

Aurora smiled, blocking Sam’s path, and stared intently at him, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Then… how about coming to your place?”