because i am stel

"Knit a long scarf and give it to Yelena~"

A brisk song is sung in the tailor room, and the tailor is sewing happily.Clothes are ready one after another, and the time flows quickly towards dusk.

"The last one is for Kelsey, a slim evening dress, conservative and elegant yet gorgeous."

Miss Shirtle stretched her waist, looking at the last result in front of her.The simple evening dress with white and green patterned tulle was deliberately set with an open back in consideration of Kelsey's combat habits—although it should not be used.Of course, she has also noticed the problem of keeping warm, so the overall use of cold-resistant composite cotton is included, and a light green veil that can be removed is attached.

It feels a bit like a wedding dress.But that should be an illusion.

Miss Shirter turned her head and looked at the time. The hour hand was pointing now, which happened to be a quarter past seven.

"Ah, it took so long to toss, and it took more time than expected."

She looked at a large pile of simple packing boxes piled up in front of her, with a satisfied look on her face and even crossed her waist.In the past two hours, she has sewed more than 30 sets of winter suits with different styles, but they definitely meet the needs of the recipients.Used to point to every companion she knew in the city.

The newcomers to the integration movement, the veteran operators of Rhodes Island... except for Natalia, the little bear who has only met once, and it is difficult to give things away, so I have no preparations.Anyone she could think of, male or female (Hrag, Patriot, etc.), she had the right suit for them.

big project.

If it is handed over to other tailors, they may still be drawing the first set of design drawings.

But she is different from Ms. Steele - a professional tool person, skilled in skills, not afraid of all difficulties and obstacles - she even made a set of winter clothes for an operator in Rhodes Island to make up for a certain opening The melancholy trouble of not being able to wait for new clothes for six stars.

——Although I don't know Eyjafala...what's her real name?Well, let's look at the file later.In short, sooner or later, I will get acquainted with the lamb.But... well, maybe I can use this outfit as an opportunity to get to know her earlier?

she thought.For the lamb who has never met before, there is a set of cloaks that do not have any requirements for body size, but can cope with various harsh weather conditions.After all, she doesn't know the specific size of the lamb, but the lamb's habit of exploring dangerous volcanoes and occupation will always make this anti-natural disaster cloak that has infiltrated a little of her power come in handy.

Well, everything is ready.

She also put the last piece of clothing that should be handed over to Kelsey in the blank box.Put on the fireworks belt, sign your name and blessings.She considered it over and over again, and finally decided to write on Kelsey's gift box——

'A gift of apology, I hope you can be surrounded by warmth in the cold winter'

She thought long and hard about the word 'sorry'.After all, looking back and thinking about it, throwing Kelsey on the cold and windy observatory is indeed a bit unreasonable.Also, an apology would probably allow Kelsey to at least see what was in the gift box instead of throwing it away.

Of course, about the fact that someone in pajamas, hugging a pillow and blowing the night wind at the door of her small building in the middle of the night, she, Miss Sturtle, didn't know at all—Persephone erased the memory of that period of time. Surveillance logs and relocation of all witnesses.I don't know what the reason for this Dr. Xiao is.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with the unwitting Miss Shrter.

Of course, the ignorant Ms. Stelter couldn't predict what kind of chemical reaction this would trigger later—she didn't know anything anyway.

She just instinctively felt a chill run up her spine when she sealed the box.

— Bad omen, my senses can't be wrong.

——Hmm... Sure enough, even so, is the fate of being thrown away inevitable?

The girl sighed lightly, thought about it, and finally decided to draw a little heart on the box—strictly speaking, she felt that this kind of cute behavior of a little girl would really damage her image.But besides doing this, she really couldn't think of any other good way.

——Just be considerate of me, a stupid lady with a low EQ, whether Kelsey or others.Please, I really don't know what else to do.

She shook her head, packed the box and wiped Levantin with a new sword cloth—of course, the first piece of clothing was for Levantin.It's a pity that Levantin was never willing to accept the scabbard.So she had to make do with a pair of hand-knit sword cleaning cloths.

Levantin did not burn the cloth, apparently accepting the gift.Although Levantine, which is surrounded by raging fire all the year round, really lacks the need for cleaning and maintenance.But... is it better than nothing?

So Miss Shirter's mood became cheerful again—put away the sword cleaning cloth, and the next thing to do was to deliver these winter gifts one by one to the right people.There were a few that she planned to deliver in person, and many others that were not convenient for direct contact. Five minutes ago, Persephone sent her an email to inform her that a qualified courier had been arranged to be on the way.

messenger……

Persephone, what kind of messenger will be arranged?

Miss Steele had a guess in her mind.And this guess quickly turned into reality as her perception expanded.

A heartbeat, a footstep, and a light body.

It's not red, but it has its own familiar smell.

The smell of burning fire.

So……

Miss Steele raised her hand, and the studio door opened when the footstep came close enough.And when the door opened, two simple gift boxes fell into her hands.

She saw a red-haired Luper in black standing at the door, his outstretched hand about to knock stopped in the air.

— Lyudmila.

Sure enough, Miss Steele guessed it was her.After all, Persephone promised to cure Lyudmila in the past, and the best way to verify this promise is naturally to send the intact Luper girl to him for observation.

Miss Shirter's eyes naturally fell from Lyudmila's body - she saw that Miss Wolf was acting gracefully, even though her body was indeed contaminated with her own power breath, she didn't look tainted by pollution at all.

— I 'should' not know her now.

—and, I have to keep her from staying with me too long.

Then Miss Steele nodded slightly.

"Hi, I'm Shirtle. You're..."

Miss Wolf in her eyes lit up when she heard the word 'Shirtel'.

"Sylter...? I'm Lyudmila, a new... um, an operator at Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals. The doctor asked me to bring this to you." The red-haired Miss Wolf , and handed her a sealed lunch box.

Miss Struter took it—she realized Lyudmila had taken off her mask.But the pretty face revealed was not beyond her expectation.

We all know that the masked women in the integration movement are great beauties.So far, there are no examples of falsification.

And the food box handed over made her divert her attention - ice cream, high-calorie food.Persephone understood her mood.

"Thank you." She nodded to Lyudmila. "But there is one more small thing I want to trouble you... Can you help me bring this box to Persephone?"

She handed over two boxes.

"Two?" The red wolf girl took the gift box, and then noticed that the front side of one of the gift boxes was blank.

"Well, some small gifts. I gave you the unwritten box as a reward for asking you to make this trip?"

"Reward... me?" Lyudmila held the gift box in her hands, seemingly at a loss - Miss Stelter's actions obviously interrupted one of her plans.So much so that her actions and words became a little flustered.

She bit her lower lip calmly, perhaps pretending she didn't hear Miss Steele's gift.Although she held the gift box tightly, her tone became inexplicably relaxed and careless.

"Well, I will deliver the gift in good condition...Miss Shirtle, have we met somewhere?"

She suddenly got very close—so close that it was only half a meter away.

Do you want to avoid it?

No, it is not necessary.Stelter had experience with this kind of thing—she picked up a few specific boxes and left the others on the table—and Persephone’s drones would come to pick them up in no time.Then send these gifts to the right people according to the name written on the surface of the box.

Persephone, when not in hostile relations, has never been unimaginably reliable.

But Miss Stelter, who was holding the gift box, walked and said, but she avoided Lyudmila who was too close.

"It's possible." She said lightly, walked out of the studio door, and then walked towards the street - Lyudmila followed closely behind with the remaining two boxes.

"I used to be a mercenary for a period of time. I have been to many cities and many lands. I have been to the far northern wilderness, and I have also visited the warm Syracuse—maybe we passed each other at some point Yes. Lyudmila, may I call you Lyudmila?"

"Yes, then can I call you Shirtel?" Lyudmila responded hastily—she didn't notice that she was being led by the nose by some iron head. "I always feel that we seem to have had friendship... Maybe you forgot?"

"It's unlikely, Miss Lyudmila. I'm very confident in my memory. After all, many things need to be firmly remembered." She crossed the road, boarded the overpass, and continued walking forward—— She didn't say whether she agreed, but she used the word 'Miss' as a tactful response to Lyudmila's name.

It's a pity that this Luper doesn't seem to understand this meaning.

"But I think..."

"No, that should be just an illusion." Miss Shirter stopped gracefully at the intersection. "But I think we can become good friends in the future. And I hope this friendship can be built on actual experiences, not on vague memories and feelings... What do you think, Lyudmila."

"I..." Miss Wolf, who tried to strike up a conversation, and would stay by her side as soon as she was picked on, had her plans messed up.

And that's exactly what Miss Steele needs.

——If you stay by my side for too long now, you may be influenced by me and become a strange person.

——For your physical and mental health, I'm sorry, I have to distance myself from you a little bit.

--hope you do not get angry.

"Persephone's office is over there." Shirter chuckled and pointed to the other side of the road opposite him. "There is no fork in the road, sorry, we have to part here."

"See you later, Lyudmila," she said, and stepped lightly.

Only the red-haired Luper stood at the crossroads with a look of bewilderment.

"I..." Lyudmila muttered.His eyes were straight, and he looked suspicious of life. "...I haven't said anything to her yet. It's just...just an exchange of names."

She bit her lower lip, and was about to start chasing after the red-haired Sarkaz.However, as soon as he raised his ankle, his eyes were attracted by the gift box that belonged to him.

She let out a silent breath.Whisper, murmur.

"Forget it, at least I exchanged names with her... and got a gift. In the future... I will definitely have more opportunities to be alone with her in the future!"

She regained her fighting spirit—even though she didn't know why she was so persistent.

Maybe……

She shook her head vigorously, throwing a bold and outrageous idea behind her.

..............................

Miss Steele breathed a sigh of relief.

Good to get rid of Lyudmila for now.And when the passage of time is enough to heal the aftermath of erosion, presumably the next time we get along will be much better than this time.

This matter can be put aside for the time being.

She shook her head, and began to distribute the gifts she had prepared one by one—the target was the temporary command office.Amiya's area.She planned to visit this little rabbit who was too busy to touch the ground, and convey her heart to the hearts of many Rhodes Island operators in Qie City.

The journey was smooth and there were no accidents.

She found ACE and the others easily, and delivered the gift boxes filled with winter clothes to them one by one.Seeing them stunned and standing on the spot, it seemed that yesterday's greeting incident was reenacting.

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Inside the PRTS forum, there is chaos.All kinds of speeches with unclear meanings gave her a headache... She simply turned off the communication function of the terminal temporarily.Concentrate on carrying out the work you set for yourself.

She didn't meet warfarin - that's normal.I just drank tea in the afternoon, and Warfarin is probably lying in her bat hut now.

And after everything was done, she finally reached the depths of the command office.

She saw Amiya.

Seeing this extremely busy little rabbit laying on the table, she was unconscious... Poor little guy, she is probably the busiest person in Rhodes Island.Of course, Persephone doesn't count.After all, that guy's 'busy' is probably different from what ordinary people perceive.

—Be patient for another day or two, Amiya.Once Rhode Island arrives, you'll be much more relaxed.

Miss Shirtle did not wake her up, but gently placed the gift box belonging to Amiya on the table of the sleeping little rabbit—she wanted to leave lightly, but after a little thought, she still Put a towel on Amiya, and make a pot of refreshing tea for the little rabbit.

——Amiya, I'm only 14 years old this year.

——Even if I blocked many events in advance.But as the person in charge of Rhodes Island, this responsibility is still too heavy for her.

——It seems that I also need to add some extra burdens to myself.

The girl thought to herself, looking at the sleeping girl Katus who was still murmuring in her dreams, her expression was gentle.

But she also knew she shouldn't be here for too long.

After all, she still has the last gift box in her hand - Kelsey's gift box, which has not been given away.

——Originally, I planned to have Amiya hand it over to Kelsey.

——Hmm, it seems that we can only rely on Persephone's drone?

She thought to herself, facing the door, and planned to leave.

However, at this moment, an unknown premonition suddenly lingered in my heart.

Someone is coming.

There are people who I don't want to meet and are not suitable to meet, so I want to come here.

And just when she hurriedly moved her steps, planning to maneuver, a voice that she was least willing to hear at this time entered her ears.

"Sirtel... elder sister?" - Amiya, who was sleepy, grabbed the corner of her skirt.

"Amiya, why haven't you responded to this document for half an hour..."—Kelxi, who looked hurried, appeared at the door of the office.

And the gazes of the two of them at this moment were reflected in Miss Shirtel's hand—the gift box with Kelsey's name written on it and a heart drawn on it.

what……

……Ruined.

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