[ List of Coco Coison’s (Hughes) skill:
> Green Fingers [6] ( )
— Strength [21] ( )
— Stamina [16] ( )
> Purification [6] ( ) ]
Coco received the passive and active skill points which she imdiately put on her skills.
She ended up splitting the ten passive skill points into two and placed five points on [Strength] while the other five was placed on [Stamina] to ensure balance.
Then, she placed the five active skill points on [Purification] so she could use her [Green Fingers] more efficiently.
She did all of this while she was inside the bathroom in Jacques’ and Renaldo’s house, excusing herself before dinner could start and using the rewards she received from the unknown fairy’s quest to make her stats go up.
While she was adding the skill points, the fairy who has been quiet ever since they got back from the river have finally had the courage to speak, expressing the doubt she has been feeling.
The garden fairy placed a hand on Coco’s cheek, making Coco hum softly to let her know that she got her attention.
"I don’t trust that guy, Coco." Lala murmured, her eyes shifting from the blank scroll to Coco’s reflection on the mirror and saw herself perched comfortably on Coco’s shoulder as Coco sat on the toilet bowl, her erald eyes glued to the scroll.
"Who?" Coco asked, making sure to let Lala know that she’s listening to the fairy’s musing while reading the content of the skill scroll.
"That guy who told you that you promised sothing to him four years ago." Lala answered, her eyebrows furrowing slightly as her cheeks puffed out in discontentnt and crossed her arms in front of her.
"Oh.. Kairo?" Coco blinked and looked away from the scroll to glance at the fairy who got off her shoulder to settle herself by the sink, "I already rejected him so he won’t be pushing whatever he wanted on ."
"What if he doesn’t stop?" Lala returned the question with a frown, "He wouldn’t stop when you told him no earlier."
Coco blinked owlishly once more and stared at the obviously upset fairy, she kept her gaze on Lala as she closed the scroll by tapping it— she looked away montarily to watch the scroll roll itself before disappearing into thin air, then she turned back to her fairy friend.
Now, her attention is solely on Lala.
"Why are you anxious, Lala?" Coco smiled softly at the garden fairy, "What’s wrong?"
Lala’s frown deepened and she looked down, a look of nervousness crossing her features as she fidgets on the hem of her red skirt, as if she was contemplating sothing and having a hard ti to say sothing that has been troubling her.
Coco doesn’t know what the cause of Lala’s anxiety is, but the least she could do is assure her, right?
"Lala, look at ." Coco called out to the fairy with a whisper, not wanting to startle or scare Lala, "If you’re worried about Kairo, I could always have him thrown over my shoulder if he tries to do sothing or have him unconscious in under a minute."
Since Lala ntioned about Kairo not taking a no for an answer, Coco sohow managed to piece the puzzles together.
However, Lala continued to frown and there was no sign of relief in her face.
Coco released a sigh and grabbed the fairy gently, picking her off the sink and placing her on her palm before bringing her close to Coco’s face so she could be eye to eye with the fairy.
"I’ll be fine." Coco said with a small smile, "No matter what happen, I will be fine and nothing will happen to , okay? If sothing ever did, I know I can count on you."
Coco thought her words would work this ti because it usually does, but surprisingly, the fairy looked like she got even more upset and started tearing up, which made Coco’s jaw drop out of shock slightly.
"Lala?" Coco called out with a sense of panic, "What’s wrong? Did I say sothing wrong? Am I putting too much pressure on you?"
Coco could only put a distance between her and the fairy as Lala continued to cry quietly, weeping her heart out while squeezing her eyes shut, and the sight of her tears made Coco’s heart clench in worry.
"Lala.." Coco murmured and frowned, not liking the fact that she can’t assure her fairy friend.
"It’s just that.." Lala spoke up, a hiccup escaping her lips as she wiped the tears that wouldn’t stop any ti soon, "I don’t know how to help.. You were uncomfortable and I couldn’t do anything.. They can’t see or hear .. All I could do is grow fruits for you and nothing else."
Coco’s eyebrows furrowed further and her lips curled down. "Don’t think like that about yourself."
"But.. I can’t do anything—"
"No, Lala." Coco interjected firmly with a shake of her head, "You’re helping every minute, every hour, every day, in your own way and I’m thankful for that. If it weren’t for you being here, beside , I think I would have gone crazy by now."
Coco has the look of a mother scolding her child, but deep down, all Coco could feel at the mont was the desire to make Lala’s tears stop and assure her that she’s the best friend Coco could ever have.
"You’ve done a lot of things for and have always been helping ." Coco stated with a stern look on her face, "Don’t let your thoughts lower your self esteem just like that, okay?"
Lala’s only response was crying louder, her eyes dripping with big, fat tears as Coco bought her closer to her face.
"You’ve done more than enough." Coco assured her and rubbed her cheeks against Lala who held out her hands to hug Coco’s face, "You’re more than enough, Lala, so please don’t think that like that about yourself."
Lala whimpered. "Please don’t throw away, Coco.."
"I will never do that."
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