The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 273

Chapter 273: Reflect activated
Sophie stood rooted to the spot for a long time, like a broken doll.

A robot that had lost its commands.

It wasn’t until the sound came from the door.

“Bang.”

The sound of the door closing.

Realizing that Sam had just walked away after saying those words.

Sophie’s already somewhat flushed cheeks heated up at a visibly rapid pace.

“What the hell is he talking about?”

She couldn’t fathom how Sam had the audacity to say such things.

Was she supposed to say she liked him?

Why should she like him?

Was it because of his face, or his shameless audacity?

Or because he had an annoying girlfriend?

Why should she like him?

Jerk… jerk… jerk!!

It was utterly irrational!

It felt like extreme anger was filling her heart, almost making her head dizzy.

But the next moment, this anger gradually dissipated, and her body felt as if all strength had been drained, leaving Sophie weakly slumped on the floor.

Her eyes somewhat vacant.

When that impulsive emotion faded, what replaced it in her body was an indescribable complexity.

Why couldn’t she just give a definite answer?

Even though it had come to this, why had she become the uncertain one?

Was it because she was becoming weaker, unable to cut everything off?

Or was it because deep down, she couldn’t bear to part with all the memories associated with this boy named Sam?

Whatever the reason, Sophie was acutely aware of it.

An unprecedented whirlpool was sweeping her up, pulling her step by step into an uncharted realm.

It seemed like a future she had never wanted to venture into.

Whether it was good or bad, she couldn’t prematurely judge, but one thing she knew was…

“What do I do next?”

….

Does Sam truly understand Sophie?

Sam wouldn’t dare claim that, but he could glean something from his increasingly rich experience with women.

For instance, what it looks like to put on a brave front, or what it roughly looks like when someone’s words don’t match their heart.

How should one discern whether the words they speak are truly what they desire?

It’s simple.

Just see if you feel worse than the other person when you say those words.

Of course, this has nothing to do with weighing pros and cons.

Never arrogantly assume that your choice is the better one, the most suitable for both parties.

Because how can you be sure that the choices you didn’t make are definitely wrong?

So, facing decisions that seem incredibly tough without a clear view of the future, Sam’s choice is always to follow his feelings.

To follow the direction of his own heart.

As for why he seems to be pushing Sophie so hard today?

The reason is simple: Sam knows he can no longer remain detached, at least not when it comes to Sophie.

The system’s prompt has already made it clear to him, especially during that one time he was given the reflect skill.

Sophie is one of the female leads.

So, obviously, since she is a female lead, there is a conquest ending.

If he can’t achieve a good ending, what would that bring? The result is already quite clear.

It seems like dragging things out, constantly leaving things unresolved might also be a strategy.

But Sam truly detests those clichéd plots where misunderstandings occur, followed by a forceful reconciliation, and then the difficulty of speaking the truth to each other.

So, he has no choice but to push Sophie.

And the result is just as Sam expected, that girl… she can’t bear to let him go.

What she wants to express is very clear and simple: she wants Sam to disappear from her world, for her life to return to how it was before she met Sam.

Boring, yet very straightforward.

But can such things really happen?

Can so many stories be pretended as if they never occurred?

Can people truly return to the past simply because they wish to?

Sam doesn’t believe so, which is why he can’t just let things be, can’t deceive himself into thinking that it’s okay, that it will be safe, that he won’t have regrets.

If Sophie feels that continuing this way will be troublesome, Sam will do his best to resolve such troubles.

Even if Sophie’s own situation becomes more dangerous and complicated, it doesn’t matter; it’s already like dancing on a tightrope, how much worse could it possibly get?

Isn’t it just a matter of life or death?

One must always look on the bright side.

Walking on the streets as the night begins to fall, the cold wind makes his face sting slightly.

“Winter is almost here…”

But.

“There’s one more thing to look forward to now.”

It’s a forced smile.

But it’s okay, Sam has learned to find joy in suffering.

Life is like this, it always has been.

Before reaching the convenience store, Sam takes out his phone.

He sends a message.

Fortunately, Sophie hasn’t removed him from her social contacts.

So he has the chance to send this message.

[“Let me know what you want to eat, or I’ll just decide myself.”]

Then he puts away his phone and enters the convenience store.

He begins his shift.

As he steps into the convenience store, in another room.

The phone screen suddenly lights up, and the notification sound of a message delivery chimes.

Sophie looks at the screen with a hint of confusion.

Then her eyes widen slightly.

She lies back, her gaze blankly staring at the empty ceiling.

“Sam, what exactly are you planning to do?”

…

“Huh? You’re still here this late?”

Today wasn’t supposed to be Sam’s shift, but there was no helping it; the night shift worker had called in sick last minute, apparently due to a party, and had requested a shift swap.

Night shifts are hardly ever pleasant, and not many are up for the task, so they ended up finding Sam.

Sam, who didn’t have classes the next day, naturally didn’t refuse.

“I’m covering for someone… But what brings you here at this hour, Boss?”

Sam looked at the young woman in front of him.

Mia was wearing a white sweater. Such sweaters seemed to be in fashion now, but they were somewhat restrictive because if someone even slightly overweight wore one, it would look quite bulky.

However, it seemed to fit Mia just right.

Paired with slim jeans, she looked tall and slender.

She wasn’t unnaturally thin; she was a vibrant woman, radiating a healthy aura, much like her sister.

Mia smiled at Sam.

“Just finished dinner with friends, and I was nearby, so I thought I’d drop by. Didn’t expect to catch you here, though.”

Sam yawned slightly, not really from tiredness, but more like a natural reaction at this hour.

“What do you mean ‘catch me’? I’m here to work, not to sneak around.”

“Hehe, you know how I talk; it’s not the first time.”

“Still, consider my feelings a bit… What if someone misunderstands?”

Mia thought for a moment, then pointed at Sam.

“I think, with your face, you could probably steal a few million and not be held accountable.”

Sam immediately shook his head.

“Don’t worry, that’s never going to happen. I’m a boy with a bright future ahead, not about to ruin my prospects that easily.”

Mia looked at Sam curiously, blinking her eyes which shimmered with clear questions.

“I’m curious, Sam, what exactly do you mean by a ‘bright future’? Does it involve flirting around?”

“Who’s flirting around? Don’t just say things because I’m handsome; being good-looking isn’t a crime.”

“Wow, you really have a thick skin. Almost like that woman.”

“Which woman?”

“Never mind, want a drink?” Mia suddenly asked.

Sam replied irritably, “Drink what? Can’t you think about anything other than drinking? Keep this up and you’ll turn into a drunkard.”

Mia just laughed it off. “It doesn’t matter. If we don’t drink when we’re young, should we wait until we’re old and our bodies can’t handle it? I’m bored anyway, if you won’t drink, I’ll drink by myself.”

Saying this, Mia grabbed two bottles of beer from the shelf and sat down next to Sam, casually starting to drink.

Sam looked at her puzzled. “If you want to drink, why not go home and drink?”

Mia blinked. “Isn’t it because I thought you might be bored on your own during the night shift? Eh? Really not even a sip?”

“Thanks, but no. I’m not drinking, and I’m not bored.”

Of course, Sam wouldn’t drink, especially not from the same bottle as Mia else.

He still remembered the incident with her potentially triggering superpowers with a sip of water… It was still a ridiculous thought.

Mia’s cheeks were slightly flushed as she smiled at Sam.

“You’re not drinking because you’re afraid I might use my superpowers, aren’t you?”

Sam replied confidently, “Of course not. I have strong willpower; it’s just a dream and can’t hurt anyone.”

“Then why won’t you help me control that power? What if we could win a Nobel Prize?”

“There’s probably no chance of that…”

“Really won’t try it with me?”

Mia looked at Sam with a pleading gaze, blinking her eyes.

Sam immediately shook his head, very decisively.

“Definitely not trying. I’m not afraid, but there’s no need to risk getting hurt.”

“Jeez… I’m going to the restroom.”

Mia got up and headed towards the restroom. As soon as the bathroom door closed, Mia didn’t proceed to pull down her panties to pee. Instead, she leaned against the door, her face contorted with frustration.

“It’s not working… What should I do? But I really want to try it…”

“Could it be… I have to use that method?”

Mia’s cheeks were burning hot, but some ideas had already taken precedence.

She had been curious about experimenting with her unexplained superpower for a long time, but without a suitable subject. She couldn’t just ask someone to drink her saliva, right? That would be disgusting, and Mia was quite repulsed by the idea.

Sam… seemed to be the only person she wouldn’t find it repulsive or annoying.

Suddenly, Mia clenched her fists, her cheeks flushed.

Then she relaxed her hands and patted her hot cheeks.

“Forget it! I must try again. Such a unique thing… It would be a joke not to use it.”

Meanwhile, Sam was becoming puzzled.

Why was she in the bathroom for so long?

Had she fallen into the toilet? It seemed like anything could happen when she drank too much.

But… she hadn’t drunk much, just one bottle of beer…

Just as Sam was slightly confused, he heard a noise from that direction.

It was Mia walking back.

What was odd was the expression on her face at this moment.

Her palms were clenched tightly, her cheeks unnaturally flushed.

Her eyes were fixed, as if she was about to do something significant.

What was she up to?

Was she going out to pick a fight with someone?

Then Sam heard her voice.

“Hey, Sam!”

“What’s up?”

Sam looked at her bewildered, observing this beautiful and always vibrant young woman, undeniably a captivating presence.

“Are you going to help me try that superpower or not?”

Sam was momentarily stunned, then he quickly responded.

“Of course not, I’ve already told you.”

“Then you can’t blame me.”

“What are you… Mmm!!”

Sam’s eyes widened in shock.

He had seen Mia bending towards him, and he was prepared for anything. If she tried to force something on him, he was sure he could react.

But he never expected that she wasn’t trying to force anything into his mouth.

She bent down and kissed him on the lips!

It wasn’t just a light peck, but an exchange of lips and tongues… saliva…

Why so sudden?

Wait…!

After swallowing reflexively, Sam immediately realized something.

Mia had already pulled away, looking somewhat disheveled.

Sam stared at her wide-eyed. “What are you doing?! Are you crazy?”

Mia wiped her mouth, a sly smile appearing on her beautiful face.

“You didn’t agree, so I had no choice but to do this, sorry~ I’m just too curious about this ability, but don’t worry… I’ll take good care of you this time, Sam~”

Sam wanted to say something.

But he instantly felt his head grow heavy, overwhelmed by a strong wave of drowsiness.

He could hardly resist.

Everything before his eyes began to blur.

As he couldn’t help but lean on the table, his head sinking down.

As Sam’s eyes closed and his consciousness began to fade, feeling as if he was sinking into darkness, a sense of utter despair washed over him.

[Detecting superpower targeting the host… Reflect activated!]