The end game [Zhongyingmei]

When the main body and the ruler of hell are so upright, the other two Sisleys are looking at him in shock. —————Three Sisley’s eyes collided silently in mid-air for a few seconds, two eyes were full of doubts, and one was confident.

When Sisley finally let go, the black-haired devil lowered his hand in a good-tempered manner, and handed her the long-awaited yellow rose.

When his eyes met Sisley's, Abaddon couldn't help smiling again, and a gentle look flashed across his handsome face uncontrollably.

Sisley in goat skin: ...

Sisley in goatskin: *felt affection for the main body sitting there obediently*

The black-haired and blue-eyed girl was sitting upright on the sofa, her long and slender legs were still wrapped in snow-white bandages, her ice-blue eyes blinked, pitiful and cute, like a hand that had just been unpacked. Do dolls.

The devil's black hair slipped from the ears, and one lock was entangled with hers, and a cold light almost bruised purple shone in the air.

When he bent down to get closer to Sisley, he felt the silent oppression brought by the height difference and aura, and because he was so focused on her eyes and the expression on her face that was soft and not like a devil, he showed a kind of gentleness. A harmonious atmosphere in which girls are incomparably matched.

Bruce: ... (choking) ————————He saw Sisley's hand quietly touching the devil's long hair, and the devil noticed something when he put the rose, and even looked back, but Nothing was said.

Although this may be understandable on a certain level.

This non-human creature has a beauty that is difficult for humans to match. He is pale, handsome, and his black hair is like fine silk. Even if his identity is exposed, there are still countless people who will go crazy and sacrifice for him without a bottom line. Everything they have is just for him to come. ——————To Bruce's relief, Mephisto, who was sitting on Sisley's left, quickly stretched out his hand, silently pressed Sisley's wrist with a finger, and stopped her from sneaking around. the behavior of.

"How will you be here?"

Mephisto endured and endured, but he still couldn't help asking.

【How did you effectively appease the old father and prevent him from blowing up? 】

From the perspective of Sisley who was wearing rose skin, this question was just an ordinary inquiry. In order not to make Bruce suspicious, she deliberately controlled the expression on her face, so as not to look too happy.

In the still air, the purple-haired woman slowly narrowed her eyes, as if she would not give up until she got an answer that could convince her.

The expression on her face was extremely indifferent, full of vigilance and defensive emotions, but based on Bruce's knowledge of the red ribbon, it was not a threatening expression in the face of an unknown threat. —————She knew the identity of the demon in front of her.

For this, Bruce is almost sure.

The blond man sat up straight again the moment the demon pushed him away from the reception room. He leaned forward, and Batman could see that there was something metallic flashing a terrifying light in the killer's sleeve.

Sisley wearing a mask: *tactically adjusts sitting posture*

As the eyes met, Sisley wearing a mask was trying to let Abaddon understand what she was thinking with her eyes. The two Sisleys could communicate effectively through this method.

However, from the outside, the murderer's eyes were deep and cold, and he stared at the demon in front of him with the eyes of a dead thing. The atmosphere between the two was so tense that it made people tremble with fear.

"I guess it's no different than what you've done."

The lord of hell replied softly.

Sisley (proficient process) dressed in goat skin suddenly appeared in front of the old father, used small objects to please the old father (or just lowered the vigilance) and then asked for a door-to-door visit, the old father suddenly agreed magically up!

However, when answering, the smile on the face of the monarch of hell withdrew, making this sentence sound too cold and provocative.

Faced with this scene of the three confronting each other, Tim has already lost all sleepiness. Damian can't help but look downstairs while fighting with the ancient weapons, and stand upstairs to eat melons quietly. Dick was so worried that he wanted to rush downstairs to save his sister from the fire and water in Shura Field.

Facing the devil, Sisley was instinctively protected by the red ribbon and the murderer's sitting posture, but they all seemed to show a certain degree of familiarity with each other, which was not what Bruce had imagined.

The Red Ribbon's reaction to this reveals a new clue about Sisley and the years they lived in, hidden behind a thick layer of fog. —————She knew this demon.

This point also proves Bruce's idea: this demon must be more or less involved in Sisley's past, and helped the red ribbon and the murderer, otherwise their performance must be more than just vigilance.

And Sisley is quite aware of this.

Sitting in the middle of the three, the black-haired, blue-eyed girl was quite relaxed from her expression to her sitting posture. She even covered the lower half of her face and yawned slightly. She seemed completely unaware that she was in the midst of three Among beasts that could tear her apart with a flick of the head.

Even if the Red Ribbon and the Killer never showed Bruce an iota of hurting Sisley, Batman didn't trust them at all.

After all, in this city, he has seen too many things like this: the injured male lion is very docile on weekdays, but when the breeder enters the enclosure as usual, the beast will feel threatened and move away. Uncharacteristically showing its sharp teeth and claws.

They may not 100% want to kill people, it may be just a warning, a rough play, or a temptation when they are emotional, but beasts are not the same as humans, as long as they want to, Sisley She would have died on the spot, and there was no way to save her.

That's why Batman can never, never really let his guard down and look at the people who are now starting to come in and out of his house in their harmless human skin. ————— This is the nature of the beast.

Bruce wondered a little. —————They can never change.

"are you hungry?"

Under his gaze, his little daughter suddenly raised her face and asked softly in a very ordinary tone.

Before these beasts broke into the Wayne mansion one after another, Alfred had dutifully filled the coffee table with refreshments for the guests to enjoy. Right now, they are shining with sugar and roasted orange in the morning sun. The outer shell and layers of puff pastry have a beautiful light yellow luster.

Sisley, who hadn't eaten for more than ten hours and was only soaked in the laboratory's nutrient solution: ...

Sisley's body: I'm hungry, it's time to eat.jpg

She obediently didn't interrupt before because she didn't want to interrupt the communication between Abaddon and Ken. Now that both parties have fallen into silence, Sisley realized that now is a good time to make a request. ————— Demons don’t eat human food.

Looking at his unaware little daughter, and the dazed devil on his handsome face opposite, these words flashed through Bruce's mind.

In the eyes of demons, only calamities are pleasing, and pain is too pleasant to extricate themselves. The foul blood and colored souls of the sacrifices are their staple food.

Human beings are baked to a golden and fluffy pastry, such a beautiful thing, in the mouth of the devil, it is like eating a handful of soil or a mouthful of sour rotten meat, which will make them unbearable.

In the next second, Bruce heard the answer from the demon.

"it is good."

Abaddon's voice was as gentle as ever.

He just realized that the main body is still hungry at this time, and he couldn't help but look at the main body apologetically, took the plate, took two desserts that Sisley had always liked on the table, and poured her a glass of orange juice , was taken over by Mephisto, and placed in front of her.

As usual, Sisley fed Mephistopheles who was closest to her first, followed by Abaddon who brought her a plate, and finally Ken who had just returned to get a napkin.

The woman opened her wet red lips, and accepted the bite of pastry without any objection, just as naturally as she took the plate, only raised her eyes when the fork was handed to Abaddon, and gave him a nonchalant glance.

The demon leaned forward slightly, and gracefully bit off the dessert on the tip of the fork under Bruce's gaze.

Sisley finally raised her hand, and the tall and silent blond man leaned over obediently, bit off the cream on the fork, lowered his head, and helped Sisley spread the napkin on her lap.

The four Sisleys cooperated tacitly, and the division of labor was smooth and smooth. The four Sisleys felt that they had done a pretty perfect job, so they couldn't help but make eye contact and silently praise each other. —————No one can intervene in the atmosphere between them, and it seems that no one except them can immediately understand the things they exchanged.

Bruce stared at the demon standing in the reception room for a while. As he expected, the demon only chewed twice, and swallowed the thing in his mouth at the moment Sisley looked away.

Abaddon: *chews*

Abaddon:

Abaddon: *swallowed it because it was so delicious*

The scene in the reception room seemed to be calm again. Bruce was about to turn his eyes away when a harsh siren suddenly sounded from the communicator. ————— There is only one reason for this sound.

Something is entering Wayne Mansion, and it's not for good.

Batman quickly walked out of the atrium and moved towards the red dot on the map, while asking Red Robin to turn the monitoring screen.

Facing the morning sun, the archangel with wings as white as his forehead stood quietly on a gray tree with fallen branches and leaves. His figure was completely submerged in the sun and coated with a layer of pure golden light.

After he slowly retracted his spread wings back to his shoulder blades, his blue-purple eyes, which were as gorgeous as jewels, scanned the Wayne mansion, and locked the direction of the reception room accurately.

Gabriel: *cats not happy*

The breaths of the other four Sisleys already existed there, only he was left outside alone, Sisley in angel skin didn't like this.

[Synchronization degree of the wings of the holy spirit: 20%]

When the black figure of the old father reappeared in the field of vision, Gabriel spread his wings again.

The huge wings created a powerful airflow when they flapped in the air, and the archangel was wrapped in it. Even the sun couldn't help kissing his face with nostalgia, but at this moment, Gabriel's face was full of tears. With chilling indifference, his blue-purple eyes drooped, staring at Batman on the ground.

Gabriel: *super upset*

In the reception room, the ruler of hell had already sat down on the sofa at the end where Ken was, but at this moment he raised his head as if feeling something.

The smile disappeared from Abaddon's handsome face, his expression became slightly solemn, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"what happened?"

The ribbon stretched out along Mephisto's snow-white wrist, and the woman first used it to detect the heartbeats of the people around her before she asked.

"...Gabriel seems to be over there."

The eyes of the monarch of hell penetrated the wall of the reception room, and his senses focused on receiving other breaths. After a while, he spoke slowly. …

"...You are really haunted."

Bruce said coldly.

Gabriel: Stare at—

Seeing this archangel again, Batman's heart was numb to the ringing of the alarm, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, and his steel-blue eyes stared at the non-human creature in front of him. ——————Bruce knew without thinking that this angel must have broken into Wayne Manor because of Sisley, and there was no other answer at all.

Gabriel and the old father looked at each other for a few seconds.

Gabriel: ... (tilts head dully)

Gabriel: (suddenly realizes) ————————— If you come to visit in an open and honest manner, you must first report your intention of coming.

"I came for a pure white soul,"

When he opened his lips, Batman heard the archangel's beautiful voice like gold and stone, "To ensure that she is not polluted by darkness, please allow me to visit, I will not stay long."

The sun shines on the perfect and indistinguishable angel in front of him. Batman can say that he has never seen a more breathtaking creature than this angel.

The expression on Gabriel's face was always very light, but at this moment, the light was shining in those eyes that were more lustrous than jewels, which made Bruce see the angel's expectation strangely.

During the brief silence, Bruce's brain was running at high speed, pulling out a piece of information from the vast memory bank. ——————According to all the records, angels do favor humans with extraordinarily pure souls.

In many cases, they will guard the souls of these human beings and imprint their names on them, hoping that when they meet these human beings again in the afterlife world, they will be able to accurately lead them to where they should go. place.

When the old father was silent, Gabriel automatically took this silence as acquiescence, and Sisley, who was dressed in angel skin, thought that she had already handed in a visit request, so she happily stepped forward again and walked towards Xisili. Sli walked freely in the direction where Sli and the others were.

Bruce: ...

When Gabriel passed him by, Bruce could even smell the lavender scent of the Archangel. After he folded his wings, the wide wings dragged on the lawn of Wayne Manor. With every step he took, these Snow-white flowers bloom where the wings brush, exuding a refreshing floral fragrance.

It seems that for the angel, being willing to stop and talk to him is already the limit of etiquette. The world and its colors are the same in the eyes of the angel, and what he wants to do cannot be stopped by anyone.

At this moment, he looks quite harmless, but if there is anything in his way, it will be brushed away by this angel without any care. He is like Superman, but stronger than Superman, stronger than Superman. Be indifferent. ———————Thinking of this, Batman stopped his eldest son who had already drawn out his weapon in time, but he couldn't block Damian's eager attack after he got the new weapon.

The weapon from Abaddon flew towards Gabriel's chest with the sound of breaking through the air, and before it could cut to the Archangel, he was caught by him, easily offsetting the force of the throwing knife.

But the dark power from hell broke through the holy light of the archangel in an instant, causing his blood to drip down.

Gabriel:

This kind of minor injury is nothing in his eyes, and Sisley, who is wearing an angel skin, also recognized the unique power of Abaddon, so he threw the throwing knife casually, and the virtual energy was also released from the throwing knife. The wound on his hand recovered in an instant, and the archangel continued to walk forward.

Where the blood dripped and stained the grass leaves, bright red flowers bloomed in an instant.

"..."

Bruce stopped the thought of collecting the angel's blood in time, and at the same time gave Damian a silent look. —————His youngest son stared at the back of the archangel with warlike eyes, and seemed to want to do it again.

Although Gabriel stopped for a while to explain to his old father, he was walking very fast, and with a bang, the door of the reception room was pushed straight open by him.

Mephisto:

Ken: ...

Abaddon:

The three Sisleys stood up abruptly in shock. The last time Gabriel met Sisley was still vivid in his memory. In order to prevent the other three Sisleys from losing their right to visit Wayne Manor, Gabriel could not Now come here openly———

"stay."

Sisley said softly suddenly.

Her gaze flicked imploringly across the closed door of the conference room, and even if she didn't meet the steel blue eyes that might be watching her, she lingered for a moment before meeting Gabriel's. .

In the silence, the archangel lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the other self whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and couldn't help confirming her realism bit by bit with his eyes.

His gaze swept over her small fair face, injured arm, hair hanging behind her and lips moistened with tea, as if he wanted to re-confirm her carefully in his heart.

During this process, Sisley didn't move at all.

Facing the other self, she was quite aware of his confusion and uneasiness in her heart, so Sisley also knew what kind of action would best soothe the other self's heart, as if lighting a small flame in the wind, and using her hands Carefully protect it so that it does not go out. —————Touching can confirm her existence, watching her will not disappear suddenly.

"..."

Tens of seconds later, the warmth slowly rose in the archangel's eyes, lighting up his usually calm eyes. In the sunlight, they became as clear and joyful as a child's.

He lowered his head and opened his palms.

The flowers bloomed suddenly in his hands, and light, pure white roses were conjured up by him like birds, and more and more, until they were finally gathered into a bundle carefully. ———— An archangel as white and perfect as this bunch of flowers stood in front of the black-haired and blue-eyed girl. Gabriel handed over the pure white bouquet of roses whose petals were almost blue at the end. In front of Sisley.

"...you know, I won't leave again."

Facing his gaze, Sisley's eyes were red, and the tears were quickly covered by her, leaving only little stars twinkling in the ice blue eyes.

She smiled coquettishly and said softly. …

"That kind of flower is only for weddings."

Damian, who had tried the power of the new weapon, casually glanced downstairs, and happened to see Sisley holding a rose in her hand, and couldn't help but speak.

Maybe people who don't often speak out on such topics are more lethal. Damian's words awakened the dreamer, and the other three men who had to retreat to the side to eat melons all looked in his direction , one with a murderous look, and two full of question marks. ———— Damian shrugged.

Bruce: ...

Dick: ...

"Can anyone tell me how he appeared again?"

The big blue bird, whose stocks had been completely lowered, scratched suspiciously its messy hair that hadn't woken up yet, "This--it looks--it's a beautiful moving bird? Wow."

"I can't answer that either."

Holding a steaming mug, Tim shook his head and answered Dick's question.

Relying on this bouquet of white roses, which looks like a bridal bouquet, and the current standing position, the archangel sprinted at a speed of [-] meters all the way, surpassing Meifei, who was developing steadily, and who was rising and falling again. The ster stock, and the devil stock that Sisley seems to be particularly dependent on, have become the dark horses of this opening.

Angels pay extra attention to special souls - that seems right, but when it comes time to send flowers to a special soul, and even confront her like a fledgling human, it doesn't sound right .

But think about it this way, as an angel, always pay attention to a special girl, and gradually discover all the beauty and shining points in her, and then have feelings for her that are beyond duty, which seems to be very normal. thing. ————— After all, who can control himself and not like Sisley?

Dick stared at his cute sister for a while, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face that he succeeded in sucking cats through the screen.

In the reception room, Gabriel, who saw the main body and briefly stuck with the main body, was already satisfied.

【I'll wait for you to come back in the bedroom. 】

The very satisfied archangel finally took a deep look at Sisley, then turned and walked towards the reception room. …

Except for the old father who was not very happy (he was coaxed by Sisley's stickers again), this time Sisley's meeting was held quite successfully.

Gabriel left obediently and consciously after delivering the roses. Abaddon stayed for a while, then stood up and walked to the gate of Wayne Manor, where he disappeared out of thin air; while Ken and Mephisto After watching a movie with Sisley and sharing a bucket of vanilla ice cream together, Alfred (the spokesperson for the old father who had run out of patience) politely but resolutely invited him out, and Sisley He was ordered to sleep by Batman. ————— The old father didn’t know that at the moment the door was closed, the other four Sisleys appeared in front of Sisley’s body out of thin air in various ways.

Snaking red ribbons lifted Mephisto from the ceiling, Ken stood behind the door like a silent shadow, and Abaddon came out of the bathroom in full body, holding a piece from Gabriel's wing. Stones pulled out.

The lord of hell went back to the bathroom and continued to wash the wings of the archangel. Mephistopheles and Ken carried Sisley onto the bed from left to right, making Sisley sandwiched between the other two like sandwich biscuits. among themselves, safely guarded. ————— Lying in the familiar quilt, Sisley finally had the opportunity to turn on the system light screen.

Sure enough, a new message was flashing in the mailbox.

One minute later, the dream witch appeared in front of Clark who was waiting patiently, wearing a brand new and shiny wizard robe.

"You look tired."

The dream witch asked with concern, and poured a cup of fragrant herbal tea for the god of the world, "Would you like some of this? This is my newly found seed."

"Thanks...for I've had a long day."

Clark smiled, took the teacup, and quickly restrained his smile.

"If you want to talk to me..."

The girl's voice was quite gentle, and she smiled at him without any haze.

In front of the dream witch, the god on earth didn't think he had anything to hide from her.

What's more, no one can resist the temptation to confide in her while being watched intently by her pair of purple eyes.

"..."

Among the rose bushes, under the warm sunshine, the dream witch sat on a wicker chair and listened to a long, long story told by the god on earth.

The cataclysm, those dark experiments, the twisted icy utterly perverted world, Dr. Krishna, and finally the flood that washes away all evil.

When the story was being told, the tea became colder and was quickly refilled by the magic teacup; the pastries collapsed because of the coldness, and were baked fresh and hot all the way, while the dream witch did not move Those things completely listened to God.

"...Then, those flood waters submerged everything underground, but Claude and I were fine. He had already gone back to his room to rest, so I went back to my own room."

The god on earth ended with this sentence.

During the brief silence, something seemed to flash quickly in the girl's eyes, and Clark could only guess whether his narration scared her.

And she saw that he was uneasy like a big dog, so she gave a snort, burst into a smile, and there was no trace of haze on her face.

"But now, at least that story is over, right?"

The dream witch rested her chin in both hands, and looked in the direction of the god of the world with her rich purple eyes, revealing a captivating smile.

"Ah."

Bathed in her gaze, Clark responded, "That story is over."

...

At seven o'clock in the morning, Red Hood opened his eyes, and he heard the sound of metal tapping on the window.

When he held the gun and looked in the direction of the sound, a small face that he hadn't seen for a long time was awkwardly stuck to the window, it looked as if he wouldn't let her in, and she would break in like before .

"……so stupid."

Jason stared at her and murmured.

When Big Blue Bird found it, Jason also hid the chip for a while, until he thought it was long enough to pay back the red ribbon (plus Big Blue Bird promised to return the chip to "sister's daughter"). Friend" But before giving the chip to Dick, Jason sees all about the girl.

An indescribable feeling rose from his chest, warm and slowly bubbling, like drinking a cup of hot cocoa soaked in marshmallows in winter, but Jason's expression on his face was the same as usual, while holding the gun Throwing it away, grunting and walking over to open the window.

The blond girl was holding a white dove feather in her hand, she was protecting it in her arms, and waved to him cautiously.

"...Where did you pick it up?"

Jason held her mechanical arm, dragged her into the room, casually took the feather she handed over, looked at it symbolically in his hand, and returned it to the blond girl who regarded the feather as a treasure.

He didn't know that the moment he touched the feather, a white spot of light appeared above his head, silently cleaning up the filth in his shadow, until everything lurking there melted like black snow Like entering the ground, it disappears completely.

Gabriel's blessing will always follow him and never fail.

The power from the Archangel will protect Jason from any man-made suffering and misfortune.

All of this happened in a place Jason couldn't see. From his perspective, the blond girl's hands were still open as if offering treasures. She looked up at him with a demure, toothless smile on her face.

"..."

Looking at her, Jason couldn't help but smile without realizing it. …

At ten o'clock in the morning, the blond girl walked briskly through the morning wind.

She ran freely among the buildings in New York, ignoring the sound of taking pictures and the exclamations of the people of New York, and soon arrived at her destination——————————————————————————————In the sunshine of New York, the whole of Star Tower is shining. gram building.

"Give me a cup of coffee."

At the same time, Tony Stark was yawning and walking out of the room with messy hair, and he casually ordered a refreshing drink with the smart butler.

"I think you'd rather look out of the window than that, sir."

He heard a different answer.

iron Man:……

iron Man:

The sun illuminated the girl's fair skin, and her pair of always unreserved, clear gray eyes, like a pure white lily.

Eve stood outside at a rather tricky angle like a leopard. In fact, Iron Man felt as if he had only seen Spider-Man appear in front of his window in this position once.

"You little villain, are you willing to come back?"

Tony couldn't help walking to the window, facing her demure and dazed little face, shaking his head angrily and amusedly, "Natasha is not here today, so you'd better stay longer—if you don't let her see you If you run away secretly, she must be very sad."

"Sir, I detected two of your visitors, do you want to invite them in?"

There was a hint of joy in the butler's magnetic voice.

"Of course... what did you say—"

Iron Man first responded subconsciously, and then looked out the window in astonishment.

So he saw, behind the blonde girl, fluffy red hair and Livia's immature and unhappy little face. …

Rewinding the time to a few hours ago, Mephisto stood behind Sisley's main body, and was patiently smoothing the hair of the main body that had just showered and dried.

Two young and very different and beautiful faces were reflected in the mirror, combing and combing, the beauty Rose couldn't help lowering her head, took a deep breath in her vanilla-scented hair, and said in a muffled voice.

"Those who are supposed to read that chip should have already read it by this time."

What was contained in that chip was Sisley's idea that had existed from the very beginning—the empty shell organization information produced by the system.

Because this chip was given by Mephisto, and because Batman has seen part of the truth of the world through his own eyes, this greatly paved the way for Sisley's future plans to be implemented.

[A rescue organization spontaneously formed by escaped victims, this organization will not be caught by the authorities, nor will it be stopped by superheroes. 】

Both Abaddon and Gabriel extracted the information from the most mysterious white machine in the laboratory, and Sisley herself even collected countless original data left by Dr. Krishna in the laboratory. All received by the current system.

The backup information numbered [002] to [998] are all stored in the white machine, some of these are people Sisley knows, and some are not, but those are no longer important, because the system and its virtual energy are enough Sisley recreates each of them, just like Eve and Livia.

Among these cold numbers, it was Sisley who survived instead of them.

And she wants to fulfill all their wishes and let them "live" in the sun again.

"is it?"

Sisley murmured.

The skin touched, the consciousness was shared, and the expression on Mephisto's face became serious. She raised her arm, and put the main body back into the quilt as easily as if she was holding a small pillow.

"Do what you have to do."

Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, said softly, watching the main body close her eyes, knowing that she had opened the light screen at this moment.

Silence engulfed Sisley's consciousness, and the system reappeared in front of her. Its tone was quite different from usual, and it sounded very serious——just like when she first met Sisley.

She was vulnerable, hopeless, exhausted, with her past locked away in her head, with nothing but Ken, and no idea of ​​what was to come.

[Player Sisley, are you ready to receive the final message?This will be a considerable amount of information, and you may feel pain, but the transmission cannot be stopped. 】

The system beeped calmly, Sisley nodded and whispered.

"I'm ready."

[Transmission starts! 】

Her eyes looked in the direction of the void—but in the next second, there was no void there anymore.

【10%...】

One face after another flashed alternately in front of Sisley's eyes, like colorful petals, recoloring the empty white space.

【20%...】

There are so many pairs of children's hands resting on the back of Sisley's hands, they are as light as clouds and as heavy as mountains.

They gently wiped the teardrops from Sisley's face, beckoned her not to cry, relieved her headache, and rang like silver bells in her ears, making Sisley hug them one by one, when Sisley When she closed her eyes, she could see their grateful smiles, the bright red numbers on their arms, and their eyes that were still shining even though they had never seen the sun.

【30%...】

【Those kids who want a name. 】

[Those children who want to go to the rain. 】

[Children who want to pet animals. 】

[Children who want to help others escape such suffering. 】

【50%...】

【…】

【90%...】

【100%. 】

Smiling and sighing, the spirits washed over her open arms like a whirlwind of nostalgia and tenderness, as light as a feather and as thin as a sheet of paper.

Then they rose, floating into deep space that even Sisley could not see, and continued upward until they became stars in the sky looking down.

As long as she is stared at by these stars, Sisley feels that her body is full of courage.

In the past, she had prayed countless times to God to save her.

And now, she has enough strength to be the one who saves others.

Under the sun, bright red, deep pink, bright yellow, and pure white roses are placed together, blooming brightly, and the dew is shining. ————— They are full of vitality and never wither.

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