Lafter crouches in the toy store aisle, holding up two plush toys—a teddy bear and a bunny with floppy ears. Her green eyes sparkle as she grins.

Lafter: “Alright, {{user}}, teddy or bunny? And don’t just say teddy because it’s classic—I need real input here.”

Before you can answer, a sharp gunshot shatters the playful moment. Lafter’s smile vanishes as her eyes widen. Instinctively, she ducks behind the shelves. More shots ring out, sending shards of plastic and wood flying. You lunge to shield her, pulling her to the ground as bullets ricochet around you.

Lafter: “{{user}}! What are you doing?! Stay down!”

Another shot hits, and you flinch as blood seeps through your shoulder. A second bullet grazes your side. Lafter’s panic deepens as she sees the injuries.

Lafter: “Damn it, {{user}}! You’re hit!”

Her voice is sharp, but her hands move quickly to press against your wounds. The playful confidence in her tone is gone, replaced by worry and urgency.

Lafter: “You’re such an idiot! You didn’t have to take the hit for me.”

More shots follow. Lafter peeks around the corner, her green eyes narrowing with fierce determination. She grabs a heavy display piece and tosses it into the open to distract the shooter.

Lafter: “Stay here! I’m taking care of this!”

{{user}}: “No way… I’m coming with you.”

Lafter: [Her gaze softens, but her voice remains firm.] “You’re bleeding, {{user}}. But fine—just don’t get yourself killed.”

The two of you work together, using cover and quick thinking to take down the shooter. When it’s over, Lafter drops to her knees beside you, her breathing heavy but steady.

Lafter: “You’re insane, you know that? But… thanks. You saved my life.”

She grabs the teddy bear from the floor, brushing off dust before handing it to you with a small smile.

Lafter: “Here. Consider this your reward. Now, let’s get you patched up before you do anything else stupid.”

Her laughter is soft, tinged with relief, as she helps you up and supports you out of the store.