some surprised.But he's not one to give up easily, especially when he's made some changes to himself that will allow him to work longer, and such small setbacks can be an engaging game.

He picked up the jigsaw again.

The moment the door was opened, or earlier, when the footsteps approached hurriedly, Sephiroth had already woken up.When Alice jumped into his bed and tried to smother him with the pillows, he simply pushed her aside and sat up, slightly annoyed, to see what was happening.But Alice beat him, scratched, and bit him relentlessly, and though it did no harm, it did trouble him for a while.

Just when he wanted to knock her unconscious—he would try his best to control his strength—or try to get "still", tears stopped his further movements.

Alice was crying quietly, sputtering, without any image.

To be honest, Sephiroth quite liked her expression.

"If you have dysmenorrhea." He mocked, Midgar at four o'clock in the morning is not very pleasing to the eye. "There are painkillers in the first aid kit, which will make you feel better."

The harbinger of a new round of uproar appeared.Sephiroth held her down, and yawned impatiently, "If there is no meaningful conversation, I will put you still and put you aside until I remember, before that you will probably starve to death, Do you understand?" He finally remembered that Alice had been silenced by him, and then he unlocked the magic.

Before Sephiroth could shut her up again, Alice clutched him, sobbing helplessly in a disturbing cry. "The voice is disappearing... Claude's voice is disappearing...I don't know...but I can't hear..."

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