General affairs girl

Dorothy is a simple and arrogant girl in essence, probably.

Although the senior next to her looks a little strange, with scars on her face, and laughing out of nowhere, but the senior who gave her the toy is a good senior.

So while shaking the rattle in her hand, the little girl slowly followed behind the silver-haired man with a paralyzed face.

The man also seemed to realize something, grinning, slowly slowed down, and walked leisurely beside the girl at a pace that a child could easily keep up with.

The little girl noticed the intentional move of the senior beside her, she didn't say anything, she just silently lowered her head, and raised her free hand hesitantly at some point.His fingers lightly touched the back of the man's hand, probably because he felt it was too cold, or because he was afraid of something, he shrank back and grabbed the corner of the man's black robe.

The man was caught by the hem of his clothes and didn't say much, he just looked down at the silent kid and laughed "hee hee" with his mouth covered.

But before he finished laughing, the little girl next to him started to move. After taking a deep breath, it seemed that after being by the side for so long, he finally got enough breath, with some kind of determination, courage, fast, accurate, The ruthless little girl locked on to the target, and quickly stretched out her claws to grab the claws of the funeral room that she didn't hold just now.

There was a "click".

Oh, oh, could it be that Xiaosheng's only intact hand was also broken by this little girl in embarrassment?

Seeing that the senior on the side didn't respond for a long time, and had symptoms of exhaustion such as weak footsteps and pale face. 【fog】

The little girl Dorothy pursed her lips in dissatisfaction, while turning her head arrogantly, fearing that the senior in front of her would throw her off, she tried harder

Tightened his hand.

"Click"

The funeral house smiled wryly, looking palely at his right hand that was tightly held by the girl.

Probably a comminuted fracture...

Should Xiaosheng call Yami Die to meet the occasion...

Dragging his discarded arm, the funeral house twitched the corners of his mouth, deciding not to tease this shy little girl casually in the future, so he opened his mouth silently as if trembling.

"……Good boy……"

Then little girl Dorothy blushed and almost blinded him with her decadent Gothic smile.

So he decided to go home and study the "Dorothy Breeding Encyclopedia" that he thought was funny and redundant.

this kid...

The self-healing power of the god of death has always been amazing, and we can get the answer from a certain red hair who seems to be immortal in a certain film.

Rubbing his wrists that were still a little sore after recovering, the man casually sat on a coffin he used to sit on, opened the thick encyclopedia with a complicated mood, glanced briefly, I found that the idle little girl lying on the only normal table in the store squinted her eyes, looking a little tired after a long journey.

Something that can let a child sleep here... This child was sent suddenly by an old friend Bei Lu for some reason, and he didn't have time to prepare anything before he was notified.

The funeral home thought for a while, then dragged out a recently made small-scale coffin from a certain corner. It was originally prepared for a noble young master who passed away unfortunately. As for the new junior, it's a good idea.

He was simply reluctant to take out the coffin.

But the book said that the little girl likes to spend a little on things, and at least the name of the original young master should be crossed out on the coffin.

So he felt good about himself. He smiled and looked at the little girl Dorothy who seemed to be sleepy but was actually scared out of her sheath, and opened her mouth in a friendly manner.

"Oddly, wait until I feel broken"

Making a gesture not to peek, he silently dragged the small coffin to the backyard for finishing.

The coffin with a rough surface was dragged on the floor, making a strange "katz" sound.

The little girl Dorothy, who had been huddled silently in a ball without saying a word, had tears falling down her cheeks, and she howled decisively in a fit of anger.

"Mom, mother—"

Along with the girl's voice, Bai Cen Cen's chubby soul came out.

The funeral house twitched the corners of its mouth, then quickly stuffed the soul back into the little girl's mouth with quick eyesight and quick hands.

As a high-level god of death... he knows the importance of that thing, probably...

Dorothy always felt that there was nothing to worry about in this world. As long as she kept walking quietly, she would eventually find her way and return home.

Always, always, always.

Too quiet, too poorly expressed and too persistent.

In the end, he just embarked on the road of no return to the gothic style of sullen and arrogant, at least in the eyes of others, this child is innocent and then stupid and then stupid.

Maybe today is more like a child?

The broken road signs kept piling up.

Little Miss Dorothy gnawed biscuits and sat in the makeshift nest of countless coffin fragments and pillows.

Exudes a kind of literary and artistic melancholy memory of the past, strangers should not be close to teachings and do not listen to the aura

On the roof of the funeral, sitting on the edge of the coffin with teeth marks all over his face, he smiled and said nothing.

Afterwards, he took out a pen, and slowly added a sentence under Dorothy's damage indicator in the "Encyclopedia of Dorothy's Breeding"—"be careful of fractures".

- Can bite... bite force... crocodile equal

This scene...

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funeral home or something.

...Where is Brother Ronald...

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