Star Dome Railway: Hand-made strange objects forcibly marry Black Tower

At least she coaxed Heita to take the medicine, and not long after, she nestled on the sofa and fell asleep again.

However, I only slept for less than an hour this time.

"I'm hungry."

With his whole body wrapped in a quilt and only his head exposed, Heita said in a daze.

Remembering that the morning meal was still there, Lu Huai went to the kitchen to reheat it, and then sat next to Heita with the steaming pumpkin porridge.

"Come on, get up a little."

Lifting Heita, who was wrapped like a caterpillar, up a little, Lu Huai blew on the porridge in the spoon and then brought it to Heita's mouth.

Heita still looked weak and didn't even bother to raise her head, so she insisted on Lu Huai sticking the spoon into her mouth.

The result of this behavior is that half of the drink is lost and half is lost.

Oh, my baby, are you a mouth or a funnel?

Lu Huai really wanted to say this, but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

If you take advantage of her when she is sick, won't she still be the unlucky one when she recovers?

Thinking about it again, when the time comes to go back, Heita over there will know that he has also remembered the past...

Lu Huai was already sweating a little now.

Using his fingers to scrape away the remaining pumpkin porridge from the corner of Heita's mouth, Lu Huai said helplessly: "Grow your mouth wider, ah~, so it won't flow out. Do you understand, my little princess?"

Heita squinted her eyes and said nothing. She could feel the touch of Lu Huai's fingers, and the sweet smell of pumpkin porridge still seemed to be filling her tongue.

Then, she subconsciously turned her head and took Lu Huai's finger into her mouth.

Lu Huai's arm froze slightly. He only felt that his fingers were wrapped in a moist warmth. Teeth as fine as shells fell on the pads of his fingers, and his tongue as small as lilacs gently passed through his fingertips. It seems that he is greedy for the sweet aftertaste of the pumpkin porridge.

It seemed that because the fever had not completely subsided, the temperature in Heita's mouth was so high that Lu Huai's fingers even felt a burning sensation.

Oops...

The touch on his fingers only made Lu Huai feel like he was being electrified. Even he, who had been scolded by Heita as a 'pervert' all day long, felt a little embarrassed now.

However, I'm sorry. Looking at Heita's confused eyes and still hot and red cheeks, Lu Huai accidentally inserted his finger a little deeper into Heita's mouth...

"Woo..."

Heita frowned slightly and made a soft hum that seemed to be uncomfortable. His teeth subconsciously wanted to bite Lu Huai's finger, but he couldn't use the strength at all.

Heita's voice reached Lu Huai's ears, and he quickly pulled his fingers out of Heita's mouth as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Cough cough..."

Covering his mouth, Heita had tears in the corners of his eyes, and kept coughing with a sad face.

It looked like the stimulation he had just given her was not light.

"Drink some water." He handed the water glass to Heita, who frowned and glanced at Lu Huai with some resentment in his eyes.

This time, she reached out and took the water glass and drank it one sip after another.

"I want to tell grandma." Heita pouted and said in a weak voice.

Lu Huai couldn't help but trembled: "You, what do you want to say?"

"You only bully me all day long." Heita wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and turned her head, with an obviously unhappy expression.

Conscience of heaven and earth! When have I ever bullied...

Well, it seems that the number of times is indeed not that small.

But this is what Lu Huai got in exchange for his future, right?

"Is this okay if you rest first and wait until you feel better?" Lu Huai thought, let's put this matter aside first.

Maybe she will forget if she delays it?

"Don't sleep." Heita sat up, "Where's my manuscript? Bring it over. I'm going to continue writing."

"How do you write when you look like this? Go to bed quickly."

"No! Don't touch me! If you touch me again, I'll get angry!"

Lu Huai thought about Heita's unwillingness.

"Well, how about I help you write it and show it to you after you finish it?"

"No!" Heita refused decisively, "My thesis must be completed in the name of 'Heita'. No one else can, including you!"

Hey, you have such a bad temper.

However, it was absolutely impossible for Lu Huai to let her do mental work in this situation.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Huai suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"In short, as long as it is done in the name of the 'Black Tower', it's fine, right?"

Lu Huai said, standing up under Heita's doubtful eyes.

"Okay, I promise you, but you just have to watch."

After saying that, Lu Huai walked into the study and walked out of it a moment later with the manuscript paper under his arm.

And there was another thing in his hand, the puppet carved in her image that was given to Heita.

"What are you going to do?" Heita asked.

Lu Huai said nothing. He put the manuscript paper on the table and then held the puppet with his hand.

The power of destiny, start~

Seeing Lu Huai's inexplicable movements, Heita frowned and was about to ask him what he was doing.

The puppet in front of him suddenly moved.

"Huh?" Heita wondered if his eyes were blurred, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed them.

When she looked over again, the puppet actually opened Lu Huai's hand and jumped onto the table!

"This lady is a genius~ a genius~"

"You are all idiots~ you are a blank slate~ you are poor people who have not been contaminated by knowledge~"

The human idol was swaying as if singing, and the sound it made was exactly the same as the black tower.

But it's not the current Black Tower.

"She... no, what is that?" Heita showed a shocked expression, just like the last time he heard the voice of 'Describing Reason'.

"This is a rare item for the time being." Lu Huai explained.

"Strange object? Is it the thing you mentioned last time?" Heita was surprised. She looked at the puppet that looked like herself carefully, as if she wanted to see if she was wound up.

"Where's the pen~ Where's the pen of this genius~ Writing without a pen, what's the difference between me and an idiot without a gun on the battlefield~"

The puppet was still chanting, and Lu Huai felt a little ashamed.

It was as if the character of Heita that she recognized in herself was attached to this puppet, giving her a short-term vitality.

Ok……

His character is really bad!

Thinking of this, Lu Huai directly took out the 'Descriptive Reason' and handed it towards the [Puppet Black Tower].

[Oh, sir, this feels really bad. 】

"It doesn't matter, I will keep an eye on it, and according to the time of purchase, you are still within the warranty period." Lu Huai said reasonably.

[Puppet Black Tower] Stretching out her hands, describing reason is like a stick as long as her body, it is a bit exaggerated to use it as a pen.

She looked happy, though.

"Oh ~ nice tool, I like it very much ~"

"Next, I am going to write something that will please myself and change the world~ Ah~ idiots, bugs, mediocre and useless guys, go away~"

"I'm afraid that my light may accidentally blind your eyes~"

After saying that, [Puppet Black Tower] embraced the "descriptive rationality" and started writing furiously on the manuscript paper.

Heita looked at the [Puppet Black Tower] with wide eyes. After a long time...

"She speaks quite nicely." Heita thought and nodded, "For this reason alone, I think I can learn from her."

Why don't you learn from the bad optical skills?

"So that one is also a rare object, and this one is also a rare object?" Heita frowned and moved his eyes to Lu Huai.

"You don't do the same, do you?"

Lu Huai was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

"The strange objects are indeed strange, but not so strange."

"But one thing you guessed is quite right. I have a good relationship with the rare objects, so if you are interested in these things, I can share them with you at any time."

"Hmph, I don't need it."

He retracted his head into the quilt, Heita looked away, and after a long time, he secretly glanced at [Puppet Heita] who was busy writing.

A strange thing, a strange thing, right?

It was indeed interesting. Sooner or later, she would find more interesting things like these.

Make them all your own collection.

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Touch your pocket~~~

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It seems like there are not many pieces of candy left??????