Fanny is from another world

, half-baked--! ! ! "

Everything was wiped out.

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The second update! !

I'm not saving manuscripts anymore, JOJO! ! ! (lift the keyboard

The stalk of this chapter comes from a JOJO MMD.

Ah, isn't that a bit majestic...

And the negotiated negotiations... In the end, it turned into barbaric diplomacy (Wang Tian).

173. The title is back

更新时间2014-9-2317:47:07字数：3367

The dark world fell and weighed on him.

Then, the world changed.

Countless distorted pictures flashed before his eyes.Are those eyes?Is it the "eyes" that "see" these pictures?Or something else?Where do these pictures come from?Is it a broken dream?Or Xuxu's whispers from outside the sky?

She couldn't tell.

Those gray pictures lingered and swirled in the darkness.In this comic strip of the soul, dull gray occupies the majority, setting the tone of greasy, dark, dirty and lifeless.It was like a filthy long scroll of white that was discarded in the garbage dump, stained with dust, sewage and even more unsightly things, struggling hard in the gray of death, but it was nothing more than From the ashes into the steel cage, from the sewage and garbage into the blood and the blade.

In the beginning, the sky in her memory was gray.Never been blue.It has nothing to do with the images of the outside world received by the eyeballs, it is purely the imprint of the heart, the heart is more real than anything else, this presumptuous little guy will dye everything received by the brain with his own color.

Visually, there are two kinds.

One is everything you see when you open your eyes.

The other is to close your eyes and play a slideshow on the inner wall of your eyelids, just for yourself. The screen is the curtain that separates the mind from the outside world. Maybe the dark room is an empty cranial cavity?Perhaps it was the heavy darkness pressing down like an iron curtain?No, that doesn't matter, what matters is the projector -- and the people who write the script for the projector.The brain is stuffed into a projector, made into a film, and shown to the heart.

That's it.

So, go ahead.

gray sky.Then what?gray street.Gray walls.gray house.A row of gray, low, dilapidated buildings, generally speaking, the scientific name for this kind of thing is a shack.Well, shack.These huddled shacks are densely packed on both sides of the street lying lazily on the ground. The street doesn't seem to care about the dirty and bare feet, and they step on themselves one by one. Perhaps, these feet are not Not much cleaner than the garbage that also piled on it.

slums.slums.

There are no cloaking crags of the Underdark, no shadowy canopies of the Golden Forest.And as for the huts, they are not caves and deep caves.

But the sky here is always gloomy.The sky is the rock wall, the roof, and the shade of the trees. Even if there is sunlight, it is dim, and when there is no sunlight, it is even more gray.

Yes, this place is my home.

Those who make themselves thinner as much as possible, and tighten their belts before the thinness takes their lives, are their family members and parents.

"dad". "Mother".These two words didn't make much sense to her.It's just a person who lives in the same shack with me—no, not only that, it's just a lump of people who occupy their own living space, the desire to walk and the kneaded flesh.There is no so-called family affection, just like herding sheep, perhaps worse than herding sheep. Food here means any object that can be eaten without killing you. You have to find these things yourself, and don't expect others to share them with you.To steal, to rob, to cheat, to pick up, no matter what method is used.

Living here, the first word learned is "survival".

Survival is the greatest art, it is the most perfect success, it is everything, it is truth.

The stories in comic strips and fairy tale picture books are deceptive.She knew it from the beginning.Parents who give up food, clothing, and even other things—life—for their children, brothers, and sisters simply do not exist here.The beautiful and warm picture scroll was ruthlessly mocked by the dark, pale and cruel reality - laughed at by her, and then torn to pieces.

You cannot live without becoming a beast.

There are no humans here, only beasts.Humans are all extinct.

And she——is not satisfied with "survival".Her ambition, above this cheap desire, goes higher, higher, and always higher.

however.

That male, that man, that lump, whom she called "Father," had made a colossal mistake for a bottle or half of a bottle or half of cheap, shabby alcohol.

——Desire needs to be closed in the heart. When you try to vent your desire, your life will flow out accordingly.

The man's desire was accompanied by life, accompanied by the warm liquid, gushing out from the crack in the flesh.That was the first time she felt "warm" in her more than ten years of life at that time.It is warmer than anything else, warmer than waste paper, cotton wool, thatch, tiles and even flames that are equivalent to life in severe winter.

Beasts aren't humans, so don't learn their lessons.The death of one beast cannot shake or change anything for other beasts. It is an unprecedented discovery of conscience that they don't bite and devour the flesh and blood of the dead body.And the second beast beside her continued to make mistakes.

The creature she called "Mother".In another way, my own desires flowed out.It's not about the flesh, but about something harder and hotter—money.

"Mother" does not regard her as her own daughter.And only regard her as a commodity that can be sold.

On that day, she once again felt the long-lost warmth.

There are no other creatures.

Around her, no other creature could provide such warmth.

She wants more, more, more.

After an unknown amount of time, a military horse galloping by by chance, and a well-dressed soldier on the horse, brought her into another world, where stairs were built with blood and steel, and paved with the corpses of the enemy. On the ground, stepping on the flesh and bones, the world is struggling step by step.

There's a lot of warm stuff out there.

Later, she learned that her favorite liquid is called blood.

This is her whole life as a human being.

In the film of time, there is a barrier, like the sharpest blade, which separates this film completely and cuts it in two.On one side of the blade is human life.On the other side of the blade is the monster's memory.That's right, yes, monsters.Those who are different from humans are called monsters.It was an experiment, an experiment she served, a battle, and a military experiment, and the specific content was to transplant the flesh and blood of monsters into humans.

She was the most successful of them all, the transplanted earth dragon flesh fused with her body without hindrance.

Then, the monster was born.The monster beyond time, coldly witnessed the doom and fall of that country, that steel machine, that colossus.

And then, the blood color ended completely, and she returned to the lonely gray.

Let's travel.

Wandering aimlessly in every corner of the world, falling into the world's wounds.

then……

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"Now that you're awake, just open your eyes."

The light pierced the retina, and the cold, like the sound of frost spreading on the windowpane in early winter, pierced the eardrum.

She sat up all of a sudden, the thin pajamas were draped over her body, wrapped in soft velvet, she could see a white world, a space based on white and red, outside the heavy wine red carpet and bed curtain, was a The pure white world has no other colors, and the distinct colors have the clearest and most alienated boundaries like blood and ice.

Beside her is that person——

No, it should not be "person".

The white-haired girl sat quietly by the bed, flipping through a thick old book in her hands, her hair hanging down from both sides of her cheeks intently, licking the delicate skin on her shoulders.

"What's your name?" The other party didn't look up, and asked casually between turning pages.

"Am... Amris Sand Mista." She subconsciously said the word that was almost forgotten by herself in the long time.

"It's too long to remember. I'll call you Liz from now on." The other party closed the book and raised his head. In the obsidian-like pupils, the vertical slits of reptiles have disappeared, and the warm pupils are shining with a soft smile. luster.

"..." She, no, Liz, what else can she say?What else could she say in front of this little fellow who was at least two heads shorter than herself—but who once trembled under the shadow of one of her wings?She is very clear about her identity and status, the loser and the captive are never benevolent beings.

"There is breakfast in the hall downstairs. If you are too slow, you will have nothing to eat." The other party stood up calmly, facing Liz sideways, she could see the slender curve of the girl's side, which was different from the harsh Demanding appetite and starving skinny, her lines are plump and firm, but slightly flat, as flat as her voice.Seemingly noticing Liz's sight sliding along the outline of her body, she snorted, turned around, her eyes gouged Liz's chest that was about to jump out of her pajamas like a knife, and then walked away quickly, disappearing in the outside the door.

"..." Liz stared blankly at this red and white room, this peaceful field.Hell shouldn't be like this, and the winner shouldn't go to Hades with the loser.And as a monster, she has no reason to come to the so-called paradise of all things.

Suddenly, the girl's face poked out from the door, and her slender eyebrows frowning because of dissatisfaction and impatience passed by the edge of the door frame, "Hurry up." She urged so unkindly, and then disappeared in Liz within the field of vision.

Hurry up……?

Hurry up what?

Hurry up for the imminent execution?or death?She could not understand the need for soft and expensive velvet as thatch for prisons.

Suddenly thought of something, she stroked her body subconsciously.

No wounds—no fresh wounds.Like the silver dragon whose wings cover the sky and the sun, the sky that collapsed like a river pouring down is all phantoms.

Nothing is right.Everything is like a dream.In the eyes of the serious Liz, the world of the loser is not like this at all.

After a moment of silence, she lifted the soft quilt from her body, and stepped on the fluffy carpet with her smooth bare feet.

She decides to face what she thinks is her upcoming so-called destiny.

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The title is an expression of the author's lack of skill in choosing the title of the chapter.Please don't mind.

174. You saw a headline

更新时间2014-9-2722:03:19字数：3444

"...Why don't you eat it?"

Viola who came to the hall frowned and looked at the plates of food on the table in front of her.In this statue garden-like restaurant, there are seven statues and a Medusa chef from hell.

"Yeah, I want to ask this question too~" Shenqi, who was wearing a chef's hat and an apron, looked puzzled at the honest elementary school students around her sitting on her chair, tightly shut her mouth, and said The seven girls, who were almost breathless, looked at the dazzling array of meals on the table, and knocked on the top of their heads with frying spoons.

"Well, don't you want to eat? Tohka?" Viola randomly found a seat at the table, sat down next to Tohka, and looked suspiciously at Tohka who was stiff like a robot beside her.And the latter turned around stiffly—the mage even heard the rough crunching sound when her body joints turned—swallowed, and raised his finger to point to the food on the table, as if to let Viola watched for herself.

"...food that even you can't eat..." As if she understood something, Viola felt a sharp pain in her stomach in an instant, as if something was rising and expanding on the dining table , to hold her head against her, to keep her from turning her poor little head, cast her eyes on the table, and take a good look at the meals—if they were meals at all.

The first thing that catches the eye is a plate of black sticks.

"..." Viola's expression was as if someone had punched her on the temple.

"What is this thing?" Slowly, she raised her finger and pointed at the plate tremblingly. From her appearance, it seemed that as long as the finger was pointed at the plate, a snake would fly from the plate. Like coming out to bite her fingertips.

"What's this thing, what is it'? Can't you see it? This is a chocolate-wrapped banana?" Shenqi pouted her lips and looked at Viola dissatisfied with her hands on her hips, as if disappointed by the ignorance and rareness of the mage. As if, with an expression of "Why are you so ignorant".

"Chocolate...covered bananas?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, even if you have stayed in Sigil for more than 40 years, you have seen all kinds of exotic dishes (such as salted slaadi tongue and chaotic seafire seed wine)—but it’s another matter if you have eaten——Viola, I have never heard that chocolate can be used to wrap bananas.Well, if you get rid of this strange but harmless practice, the appearance of this meal can be regarded as slightly damaging the optic nerve.On a table surrounded by girls, there is a plate of dark sticks. Just imagining this scene will cause pink bubbles with malicious smiles to pop up in my mind.

Viola shook her head, patted her cheek, expelled the bubbles to the other side of her memory, and looked at the second meal.

"...Ice cream? Hairy ice cream?!"

Yes, there were a few balls of ice cream on that plate, and for some reason there was a handful of flocs that looked like cotton or something.

The sorcerer's gaze at Shenqi suddenly became bad.

"What kind of hairy ice cream? It's cotton candy, okay? It's obviously a dessert I made specially!"

As if insulted by this look, our Ms. Shenqi grabbed her chef's hat and jumped up - she looked like she wanted to maintain the dignity of the hat on her head.

"Oh, if you didn't tell me, I really thought you invented a new breed of ice cream that grows hair..."

"If you keep complaining like this, I'm going to flip the table—!"

Viola turned her head away.

"What is this?" Then she pointed to the third meal in front of her.

"Smiley face cake." Shenqi took it for granted.

"Is this a smiley face cake!? You have the nerve to tell me it's a smiley face!" So Shenqi was slightly surprised to see that the hair on the top of Viola's head began to stand up.

"No matter how you look at it, it's a smiling face cake." Shenqi tilted her head and looked at the things on the plate with a strange expression... It's not so much a cake, it's more like a lollipop. Arrange on a plate on skewers.But as for the "smiley face" on the cake...

"I don't want to die with peace! What kind of expression do you play! Picasso on the cake! This tiger smile is too scary!"

"I'm pretty good at drawing..." Shenqi carefully looked at the face she had drawn with cream and other things on the "human head".

"Scare people to death, okay?"

"What is this! What is this! What is this strange plate of things! My dear Lord Shenqi, you really didn't dig a plate of soil outside to get revenge on me!!"

"Oh little Viola, you need a sense of humor, it's just chocolate crumbs..."

"Then what are these things! They are colorful!"

"Here are the fudge sticks. Here, the red ones are strawberry, the green ones are green apples, and the yellow ones are oranges and bananas."

"It looks like a group of earthworms crawling in the dirt! What are you trying to do! Are you praying for rain?! Or fishing?!"

"Uh……"

"What is this again? Is this a pie? But why did you put the fish in the pie? Why didn't you take the scales off the fish? Why did you let the head of this fish show? Why did you let the heads of these fish look at the sky? Are you looking up at the starry sky!? Do you know how bad it feels to be watched by a dead fish, a real dead fish?!"

"Uh……"

"Okay, let's not mention these things for now..."

Viola took a breath, her fair face was stained pink with excitement, her small breasts rose and fell slightly, after she calmed down, she pointed to another meal beside her, "You give it first Let me explain honestly, what exactly is this big pot?"

Shenqi followed her fingers and saw a plate of cloudy yellow fluid (or jelly?) in a large bowl, with many solid lumps inside.

"Oh, this one, mix pears, oranges, pineapples, apples and other fruit purees and make them into jelly..."

"Are you sure it's not vomit!?"

"Little Viola, you are so ignorant! This seven-cup salad is a very serious dessert!" Shenqi said with a serious face, and then picked up a small spoon to pick up a small spoon from the big bowl. He dug a piece out of the trembling thing and put it into his mouth, chewing relish.Seeing this scene, the faces of several other girls including Viola inevitably turned blue.

And at this moment, Liz's cautious figure appeared on the stairs.From just now, the stern reprimand from below caught her attention.Sure enough, this is not such a friendly place. Sure enough, torture is still needed, right?Is that soft velvet designed to corrupt the will of the prisoner!Damn, what a local tyrant... no, what a despicable way!

Then she took a furtive look at the scene in the restaurant.

Let the prisoner sit at the dining table and interrogate while eating?What a strange interrogation method...

"Yes, it's you, come here!"

Suddenly, Viola inadvertently saw the figure of Liz who was hesitant on the stairs, and pointed at her casually without thinking.

"Eh?" Liz looked around blankly, then pointed to herself, "Call me?"

"Yes, come down to eat!"

In an instant, an alarm sounded in Liz's mind.

Come down to eat... Does that mean the interrogation is about to start! ?I will not give in!

She gave Viola a wicked look, and walked slowly down.Viola, who was stared at, turned her head away, her face began to burn, and she felt a sense of guilt after framing someone else.

So everyone (except Shenqi) watched Liz come to the table with pitiful eyes, watching her pick up the knife and fork.

...the girl is eating...

2 minute later.

"Well, take her back to the room." Viola snapped her fingers, and ordered the invisible servants around her to lift Liz, who was limp on the ground, her eyes rolled and foaming at the mouth, and sent back to the room, and then the mage Looking at Shenqi, who turned her head and started whistling, with reproachful eyes, "How did you make ** out of completely safe ingredients?"

"That's why I said it all..." Shenqi muttered softly.

"You still say it's not a dick!?" Viola pointed back at the helpless Liz who was being carried up the stairs by the invisible servant.

"She just got carried away by the delicious torrent..."

"Don't be hypocritical, okay?"

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The next day.

"That guy hasn't woken up yet... so Shenqi's cooking has such great stamina." Viola pushed the door open a little, glanced at Liz who was still in a coma on the bed, muttered something in a low voice, turned and stepped down. building.

In the hall, Nitro and Tohka were huddling together, not knowing what to do.

"Well... what are you doing?" the mage asked them wonderingly.

"Sister Nitzi's pipe fell into the gap between the two shelves..." Tohka struggled to put her upper body into the gap of the shelf so that her arms could reach the deepest part of the gap. smoke pipe.But the plump breasts were stuck outside the shelf and couldn't be squeezed in.

"Ah, no, I can't get it..." Finally, Tohka gave up trying and scratched her head sullenly.

"Forget it, I'll find something else to get it out." Nitro spread his hands indifferently.

"Let me try...huh? It's very easy." Viola wondered why they couldn't even do such a simple thing, and then easily squeezed her upper body into the gap under the gaze of the two of them. , took out the pipe.

"Wow, Xiaowei is amazing, she did it! Take it out!" Tohka raised her arms and shouted happily. Following her movements, the two plump lumps on her chest trembled violently.

"It's really powerful." With a smile in his mouth, Nitzi straightened his chest intentionally or unintentionally.

"..." A vein protruded from the top of Viola's head.

"Ahaha, I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to do it, ahahahaha..." Then she smiled emotionlessly, with a dry tone without any ups and downs (by the way, her face was also paralyzed with a smile) , let go of the fingers pinching the pipe, so the poor pipe just fell down, and then fell into a space crack that was opened out of nowhere in mid-air and disappeared.

"Ahaha, where did that pipe go? It's really troublesome hahaha..."

Seeing off Viola, who continued to laugh in a dry voice, and walked away, Nitro patted Tohka's shoulder, who was completely dumbfounded, "It's nothing, just get used to it."

"Uh……"

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After writing, I found good water.

If there is a sense of sight or something, don't worry about it.

That's right, I just want to hack the Great Unpalatable Country!

175. You saw another headline

更新时间2014-9-3022:57:52字数：3363

The light penetrated the eyelids, leaving bright imprints on the retina.

Liz traveled through the darkness and returned to the world.

"woke up?"

Then--

Sitting next to her bed, the girl in a white dress was holding the book in her hands, and then she raised her head, looking at Liz quietly with her black eyes without any impurities, and asked in a quiet and piercing voice.

"... How long have I been in a coma?"

Liz turned over and sat up, and was deeply embraced by the soft velvet mattress. As if she had come to the world for the first time, she opened her eyes wide and tried to imprint all the surrounding scenery into it.

The room is still that room, the girl is still that girl, it doesn't make a difference.

"Probably, a day or so." Viola closed the book, turned her head slightly, a layer of obvious blush appeared on her fair cheeks, but she herself seemed to naively think that this color would not be seen by others It was like, "Well, I'm sorry, I asked you to...'test the poison'." She carefully considered her words, as if she was thinking about how to express it properly without offending others.As far as Liz knew, this cautious way of expression was not used when interrogating prisoners.

"...Aren't you going to interrogate me?" After a moment of silence, she struggled to ask the question in her heart.The duty of the vanquished hammered her chest, forcing her to ask a question that looked foolish in the face of the surprised eyes.

"Interrogation? Why? Because you ruled the mountains in that desert? Don't be kidding." The embarrassment and apology that came from being used as a drug testing tool were completely annihilated by Liz's funny question in the sudden realization and uncontrollable laughter of "So our thinking is not on the same channel", "This is not my place, you What does it have to do with me to make a fuss in other people's house? I was just entrusted by the master here."

"That's right. Little guy, just as you heard, here, the master of this world is not the little dragon in front of you, but me, it's me!" Just as Liz was trying to digest Wei Ao While pulling the message, Shenqi's figure appeared at the door, and then swept in like a gust of wind, followed by Mengzi.

"You are the one..." Liz vaguely remembered.

When she was forced to eat those alchemy products that day, there seemed to be such a guy wearing a chef's hat or something...

"What is that? What is that?" Shenqi approached Liz excitedly, pinching the corner of her quilt, her eyes seemed to be urging the latter, "Say it, tell me I'm a chef, tell me I'm a chef!" The dishes are delicious", and Mengzi and Viola looked at Shenqi's appearance, and both turned their heads to express their complicated emotions.

"Are you that alchemist?" Liz looked at the crazy woman in front of her with lingering fear.

Shenqi: "...what?"

Mengzi and Viola in the back couldn't bear it any longer, and simultaneously put all kinds of emotions bursting out of their hearts into bursts of unstoppable wild laughter.

"Alchemist, alchemist, my dear Lord Shenqi, it turns out that your alchemy attainments are so high that even the stomach of a half-dragon can't withstand such overbearing medicinal power..."

"No, Lord Shenqi, I am definitely not joking at you. Why do you say that I look like I am smiling? Oh, you misunderstood. This is a gratifying smile, not a mockery. Why do you ask me why I am gratified? Oh , I never knew you had such an achievement in alchemy..."

"You! You! Two! Two! You're going to die—!!"

...The girl(?) is playing(?)...

"I made you laugh." After appeasing Shenqi, Viola coughed twice, and nodded slightly to Liz, who looked at the smile on her face at the moment when she lowered her head with complicated emotions. , shaking his head a little blankly, indicating that it doesn't matter.

"So... what's next?" Liz's fingers gripped the soft blanket, she lowered her head, and said softly.

"Next?" The mage straightened the hair that was messed up by Shenqi.

"Next...how are you going to deal with me? Even if you treat the prisoners preferentially, it shouldn't be the case for me as an intruder and a loser, right?" Liz raised her head and looked at Viola aggressively. It seemed that the girl on the opposite side was the real loser, no, maybe she wanted to use this method to preserve her dignity as a captive.And this sharp question disappeared without a trace after piercing Viola and Shenqi, and after the two of them glanced at each other, they spread their hands as if piercing into a quagmire.

"I'm used to it. Well, it's probably like this." Shenqi spread her hands, showing a look of surprise, "My world is very big, and many such and such things happen every day. If I have to go to everything If you have to deal with it, I will be bored to death."

"It's none of my business." Viola's answer was concise and clear.

"..." Liz stared at the two guys in front of her with wide eyes.

—I don’t understand at all.

Yes, totally confused.She had no idea what was going on in the heads of these two people.In her hundreds of years of life, she had never encountered such a thing.Her life has always been spent in gray—the gray of steel, and the gray of garbage.The former is cold and precise, ruthless, without a trace of ambiguity and fluke, and all softness and gentleness become absolutely impossible there.The latter, on the other hand, is completely struggling and desperate.

She has never encountered such a thing.

The losers were not abused?

The victor didn't show that kind of condescending grin?

The place where the prisoners stay is not a dirty and dilapidated prison, but a comfortable and bright bedroom?

Liz couldn't understand this kind of thing at all, whether she was in the army, or in the long time of sleep, wandering and fighting after the destruction of her country, whether she treated the captives or as captives, she never I have encountered such a thing.

She pursed her lips tightly and looked at the two people in front of her. She seemed to see something in these two people that she absolutely despised before, and was denounced as the last thing she needed.

That seems to be "mercy".

Liz's wrists trembled.Shenqi's eyes swept over her body, the skin exposed outside the pajamas was like torn silk, with hideous and cruel scars lying across.Even after a long time of baptism, this wound still shows how tyrannical the sharp steel teeth were that bit into the flesh at that time.

"Little Viola, can you make a potion that will lighten scars?" Shenqi suddenly asked the mage a puzzling question.Viola glanced at the scar on Liz's arm, and said indifferently: "To do this kind of thing, you don't need to mix potion." She reached out her hand to try to touch Liz's scar, but she touched it with her fingertips. Before that ferocious skin, the latter had already retracted his arm like an electric shock.

The mage shrugged to Shenqi, meaning that the patient did not cooperate, and there was nothing I could do.

"Well, what a disobedient child..." Shenqi puffed up her cheeks.

"Are you a frog?" Viola gave her a sideways look.

"Ah, let's not mention this, let me tell you, little Liz, why are you so obsessed with being punished or abused? Are you shaking M?" Shenqi looked at Liz suspiciously, and the latter immediately had a look An urge to pounce on this woman and strangle this woman to death.

The best way to smash a person's enlightenment is to chew her enlightenment as a joke.

"I won't mention this matter first." Seeing Liz's faintly trembling shoulders, Viola quickly stopped Shenqi's poisonous tongue, whether it was intentional or unintentional, and then turned to the little prisoner whose head couldn't turn around, "I I don’t know which world you are from, and I don’t know what you have experienced, but your previous experience is completely irrelevant here. The one who can determine your fate here is the woman with a cheap mouth in front of you (Shen Qi: That’s right! It is I who decide your fate!... Who are you talking about!), not me, nor yourself."

"...So, what are you going to do with me?"

After a long silence, Liz sighed and her shoulders collapsed.

"..." Viola and Shenqi glanced at each other, and then the latter scratched her head and said thoughtfully: "Perhaps we need a maid here..."

...The girl is changing her clothes...

"Ah, it's not bad." Shenqi tugged the last wrinkle of the maid outfit on Liz's body with satisfaction, and the latter also began to huddle nervously because of this movement, making her look smaller and smaller.The tight maid outfit outlines the fiery figure of the earth dragon girl, perhaps because of Shenqi's deliberate intention, or perhaps because the two peaks rising abruptly from the body occupy too much fabric, resulting in There wasn't enough room for the waist and buttocks, which made Liz feel very strange.Without the saber around her waist, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of insecurity.

"Hmph." Viola just glanced at Liz who had finished changing her costume, then turned her head away, walked out of the room sullenly with steps that seemed to crush everything she saw in front of her, leaving