Personality V: I will save everything

"Come to think of it, you really like wearing this outfit, Natasha." Joke said sincerely, his eyes falling on Natasha's outfit called "Flower of Evil".

Indeed, Natasha simply couldn't let go of this dress, as if she wanted to merge it with herself, or even weld it directly to her body.

However, if you ask Jack what he thinks about this...it's not that he thinks there's anything wrong with the clothes themselves, it's just...the design of the clothes is really bold!

Especially the low-cut neckline, which was so wide that Jack could easily catch a glimpse of the lace of Natasha's underwear if he wasn't paying attention.

"What's wrong, dear? What's wrong with my clothes?" Natasha noticed something was wrong with Joke and asked tenderly. She walked towards Joke with a light and graceful cat step, exuding a charming charm with every step.

However, at this moment, Jake had no time to appreciate the beauty, because as Natasha approached, the angle became worse and worse! He raised his head high, his neck almost at a right angle, and did not dare to look in the direction of Natasha, for fear that if he lowered his head a little, he would see something he shouldn't see.

Natasha is like a bad little black cat from the West, and Joke is her exclusive cat toy.

"Dear~"

Natasha straightened her chest and pressed tightly against Jack, making sure that there was definitely something huge pressing on Jack's chest.

Sure enough, Jack's face turned redder and his body became stiffer.

But Natasha was in a playful mood and she hadn't had enough fun yet. She didn't want to let her husband go easily.

"Dear~ Why don't you pay attention to me~~~"

Natasha stretched out a finger and slid it from Jack's earlobe to the tip of his chin, then gently lifted it up.

boom!

Joke's face was almost as red as his hair, and white smoke even began to come out of his head.

"Dear..." Natasha tiptoed slightly and whispered beside Jack's ear, "Let me have your child. I want to be the mother of more children."

No, who can bear this? ┐（─__─）┌

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"Okay, this is the detailed plan for my performance!" Mike stood excitedly in the center of the stage, speaking loudly to everyone present with a smile on his face.

He passionately recounted this carefully planned performance, from the wonderful appearance at the opening to the stunning twist at the climax and the unforgettable curtain call at the end.

When Mike had revealed all his carefully crafted plans and was about to ask for everyone's opinions, he glanced secretly in the direction of Joke. Joke was sitting in a corner of the stage, seemingly indifferent, but his eyes would glance over here from time to time.

Suddenly, Mike raised his voice and said, "Senior Qiu Ke, the lipstick marks on your neck have not been wiped off yet!" This sentence was like a blockbuster bomb, instantly causing a commotion in the crowd.

Everyone looked at Qiu Ke with curiosity, and Qiu Ke, as if struck by lightning, subconsciously reached out to touch his neck and wiped it vigorously.

However, after a careful search and wiping, Jake was surprised to find that there was no so-called lipstick mark on his neck at all.

At this time, Mike showed a sly smile and teased, "Haha, of course you can't find it, because I was just talking nonsense! But then again, it has come to this critical moment, and you and Sister Natasha still have the leisure to do so?"

In fact, as Mike said, there was no lipstick mark on Joke's neck at all.

After all, after spending a good time with Natasha, Joke took a shower on purpose, so how could he leave any traces of ambiguity behind? He just didn't expect that Mike would use this as an excuse to make a joke, which made Joke feel a little embarrassed.

But in fact, Mike just felt that something was not right with Joke's condition, so he lied to him. However, looking at Joke's reaction, Mike estimated that his guess was correct.

Fortunately, everyone present is a "family member" of the manor, and everyone knows more or less what Jack and Natasha are like in their daily lives.

So in fact, among all the people present, only Qiu Ke himself felt embarrassed, as for the others... haha, they had already gotten used to it (=_=).

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the other side,

Grace carefully stretched out her hand, and in her palm lay the necklace that shone with mysterious light. Her eyes were full of tenderness and determination, as if this was not just an object, but a heavy responsibility and trust. Then, she slowly handed the necklace to her "self" in another world.

The fisherwoman took the necklace with great joy. At that moment, her heartbeat seemed to speed up. She gently put the necklace on her fair neck. At the moment when the necklace touched her skin, a strange power spread throughout her body. The fisherwoman widened her eyes and opened her mouth in disbelief. She was surprised to find that she could actually make a sound!

However, this joy did not last long. Soon, a trace of worry appeared on the fisherwoman's face. She looked at Grace's side involuntarily, recalling that Jose Baden had given her the most important pocket watch without hesitation.

Now that Grace had so generously given her the necklace, the fisherwoman could not help but worry: Would this necklace also be a unique treasure? If so, would Grace never be able to speak again after giving it to her?

Feeling uneasy, the fisherwoman once again looked at Grace. When she saw that Grace was wearing the same necklace, her heart finally settled down and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The fisher girl couldn't help but gently hold up the necklace hanging on her chest with both hands, feeling the warmth it exuded.

At this moment, she was intoxicated by the wonderful feeling of being able to speak again, as if the whole world had become bright and beautiful.

She knew very well that from now on, she would no longer have to endure endless silence and could express her inner joy, anger, sorrow and happiness to her heart's content.

The fisher girl carefully looked at the necklace on her chest, and it was this careful inspection that made her discover a clue.

The gemstones on this necklace appear to have been re-polished.

"You broke off your necklace and gave me a piece?"

Although it is a question, it sounds more like a statement.

"Yes, it was originally in the shape of a heart." Grace did not hide her thoughts.

But when she said this, the fisherwoman unexpectedly replied, "Just like our broken hearts..."

Sure enough, the fisher girl still couldn't let go of what happened that year. And she was right. After all, after something like that happened, who could let it go easily?

"But even if it's a broken heart, after being polished, it's still two complete drops of water, right?"

Grace comforted the fisherwoman softly.

"I once thought that no one in the world could understand my suffering. Everyone thought I was a monster. Of course, I was indeed one. But then I came to the manor. Of course, how should I describe the manor in our world... Everyone was a monster, so no one thought there was anything strange about each other."

Although she said that, from the smile on Grace's face, it is clear that the "monster" she mentioned is definitely a joke.

The fisherwoman was also successfully amused by Grace's words.

"Your place is really different from ours."

Regardless of whether their landowner is good or bad, he is at least a man who keeps his promises.

The fisherwoman gently stroked the necklace around her neck.

She was also attracted to this manor by the temptation of revenge and the ability to speak, and here she became a real monster, hunting those survivors every day. She even gradually felt that she might really be a monster.

The so-called rewards are nothing but baits to attract people to this manor. People can only enter but not leave. No one can leave here except death.

The fisher girl looked at the heartfelt smile on Grace's face and was really happy for her. At least in the other world, her wish had come true and she had been redeemed.

So happy for you........

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the other side,

Joke sat on a wooden box somewhat bored, resting his chin on the hand and watching the people in front of him busying themselves with setting up the stage.

Jake is extremely bored, all because Mike is determined not to let him go on stage and become a performer.

You know, the days when he was active on the stage as a clown have long become blurred for Jack, as if it was just a distant dream.

Nowadays, he can't even complete a simple clown makeup successfully.

However, when Joke suggested that he take on even some work related to stage performance arrangement, the people around him all shook their heads in opposition without exception.

Although Jack is quite skilled in using the prosthesis, he is still a disabled person after all.

Imagine asking a disabled person like this to run around dragging heavy objects. Wouldn't everyone feel a little guilty and uneasy?

However, if Jack is treated as just an ordinary audience, he himself would absolutely be unwilling to accept it.

After all, who would want to sit in the audience and do nothing?

At least give him something to do that is within his ability and can help him!

"You can do us the greatest favor by just sitting there and not causing any trouble."

Even Lydia, the doctor, was busy running around, but Joke, a former clown performer, was just sitting there doing nothing, which really made Joke feel uncomfortable.

Joke simply lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

"You can lie down too." After saying that, Lydia carried the wooden box and walked away without looking back.

Jake:_(:3」∠)_

At this moment, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice suddenly came to his ear.

"Oh, Mr. Joke, are you...are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

The voice was Valletta's, but the person was not.

Joke turned over, and sure enough, he saw that the person coming over was Spider.

"I'm a good spider, don't worry, I'm just a little bored."

"Oh...that's really...that's great...Spider is worried that you might not be feeling well..."

Seeing Spider trying so hard to please others, Jake felt uncomfortable.

He recalled the appearance of Valletta in the manor—she was the one who hit Jack on the head with his prosthetic limbs!

Although it hurts to be beaten, Joke still hopes that Spider can be like Violetta in the manor, who can express his emotions bravely without being timid and trying to please others.

Spider seemed to feel that it was not good for her to stand aside and not speak, but she didn't know what kind of life Joke lived in the other world. She only knew that he had two children, so she turned the topic to the children.

"Oh... Spider... Spider still remembers Mr. Joke's two children... Two very cute children... Spider still remembers the names of those two children. The two children... The boy is named Stellan and the girl is named Inara... Two lovely children..."

"spider."

"Yes, the spider is here."

Spider wasn't angry even though she was interrupted by Jake, or maybe she didn't know that she should be angry when being interrupted by others.

This kind of thing has happened to her too many times, and she has even become accustomed to it. Or maybe she doesn't know that it is wrong to do so. She thinks that when she speaks, she should be interrupted by others and no one will listen to her.

"You in the other world are Violetta. How do you feel about her?"

I didn't expect Joke to ask me this question, but Spider still answered it truthfully.

"The spider... the spider envies her very much, she is very pretty... very beautiful... she... she can stand and walk... like... a normal person... she can also dance, but the spider can't..."

Seeing Spider-Man's timid appearance, Jack changed his position from lying on the ground and sat up.

"So do you want to dance with me? Although I'm not a professional dancer like Natasha and Valletta, I often dance with Natasha, so I know some simple dance steps."

"Ah?" Spider obviously didn't expect Jack to make such a request.

But, but isn't Mr. Joke Miss Natasha's husband? Is it really okay for him to dance with another woman? Besides, the spider can't dance at all, she can't dance well.

"It's okay, Spider, I can teach you."

Joke slowly extended a hand toward the spider.

"So tell me, do I have the honor of asking this young lady to dance with me?"