He put his hand on the forehead of the little loli Alice beside him. Alice looked at him in horror, and disappeared just as she was about to speak.

The little corpse smiled and withdrew his hand, showing his attitude with practical actions.

Mori Ogai didn't dare to let it go, he calmed down his heart beating suddenly, stared into her eyes, and said sincerely: "This man is the leader of the port mafia. Half a year ago, he could only lie on the bed. But, One day, shortly after he picked up an eleven or twelve-year-old child, he stood up energetically. And there was a suture line on his forehead."

"I was lucky enough to meet that child by chance—it was a very pure and weak child." Mori Ogai paused for half a second, his eyes carefully traced the facial features of the woman in front of him, as if he was recalling.

"She has smooth black hair, gentle and slightly sad facial features like lilac in the rain, and a thin and lovely figure-is she familiar? Yes, except for a pair of scarlet eyes, the rest , she is simply a miniature version of you, Ms. Knotweed!"

"..." The little corpse was silent for a moment, then suddenly covered his eyes with his hands.

When she moved away again, what was revealed was a pair of scarlet red pupils.

"Is that so?" she asked.

Mori Ogai showed a bit of surprise rightly: "Yes, why do you..."

The little corpse didn't make a sound.

In this world, anyone who knew the color of her eyes at the beginning would have died a long time ago.

Apart from……

Herself.

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