“How about blades?”

She begins to follow him immediately, fast steps to match his height. “How can this be possible? Wouldn't I experience being awake in two different places if my copy was working at the same time as I do?” Yet she felt nothing of the sort. It was even disappointing, but she quickly moved on from

Would he like a cup of herbal tea? It has soothing properties and often helps my sister to relax and fall asleep after a particularly stressful day of work.

“I see. Well, I hardly am that step myself. But I would be interested to learn more about those automatons. And, yes, you caught me, I was just thinking about touching your ears. I hope that is not upsetting to you.” Some people can be very sensitive about such things.

The more we know pain, in all its varying flavours, the more we can appreciate the sensations and the feelings that we like. That's the nature of contrast.

!! “Yes?”

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She thought — if no one finds out, why the caution anyway? No, it was likely not the reason. Either he felt uneasy about the possibility of being somehow harmed in the process — she's metal, after all, — or he was concerned about waking up in a compromising position. So she decided to move on from

“Oh. I did not realize. Then it is okay to try again?” Awkward.

Does she?.. Know it? Truth be told, she's not sure. But she forces out a smile. “If you say so. Then you don't dream of marriage, for example? Family home? Sharing mornings, evening, nights? To wake up and see me first thing in the morning? To be able to kiss me in public?” So many things are

What kind of help could you provide? Are we talking fighting or do you have other skills I should know about? ( What an enticing offer. She thinks about different immersias she might want to watch. ) Without sister, I feel extremely lonely on my free time. It's good to know you are willing to take

Sleep is extremely important for the living. He should go sleeping right this second.

What is he thinking?

Lighting up a candle. “Give me strength, please. I cannot do it anymore, and yet I must — I have no choice. So please, give me some strength, I beg of you...”

You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like, this sound of glass. I feel like the word "shutter".

“Unexpected. Why?”

Look at this beauty.

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[ @lycoris-radiatae.bsky.social, continuing ] Dark. ..Not dark again. As he catches her body, she grabs his shoulder, cold sharp points of her glove digging in. But she's listening. “Cloned?” It felt like a second to her. “How long was I passed out?”

Tapeworms aren't a problem for an ingenium. I would not dislike you. However, there would be nothing for you to feed from.

Zooming in on a person drawing a graffiti on a wall. Wait, they are washing it off instead. Good.

“Do you worry about my reputation or yours?” Reputation, such a heavy word. She knew the one she had, both from her coworkers perspective and the more brutal one from fans of a certain fan fiction. She didn't like either of them. “Fine. The bed is yours, so the decision is not mine to make.”

She pulls away, her cooling system kicking in. “Too much? I'm sorry, I should have asked—”

“By being what I am, I cannot give you the full experiences of a... girlfriend.” Is that what they are to each other?.. “You deserve better. But you are stuck with me.”

Extending her hand, watching as raindrops collect between her fingers, tracing metal and the texture of her glove's lines, inevitably trying to escape and fall on the ground instead. Raining...

Her eyes stay on his face for a while. “Really? You would stay awake all night simply for my convenience?” What a strange offer. Usually only sister cared that much about her comfort. After all, she's just a machine, and once turned off, it mattered not where she was and how many pillows she had.

Oh. “I see.” She simply kisses her again then, her tongue gently pushing on Firefly's lips.

“I see.” She's silent for a bit. “That makes me feel embarrassed, I think.”

Did he want to? She's here now, sitting outside under an old crooked tree.

I see. Yes, a reminder. I understand you better now, thank you for saying it. I grew to like you quite a lot, you know. Every time we talk is a nice event in my life. I wish we could do something together. Perhaps, play a game or watch an immersia.

“You can?” Permanent place, huh. She wonders if it means he is leaving their world. It makes her feel sad. She didn't realize how much she liked spending time with him...

“Give me your hand, please. I would like to dance with you, mister Welt.”

“Were you ever in a relationship before?”

“Humans tend to get bored if they don't get enough variety in their activities.”

ノi'll get to my dms eventually, i have some replies to do first. missed u all~

( She forces her body to blink to express confusion. ) I am not sure. My memories are still disorderly. ..What are you doing here, mister Sunday? This territory is inaccessible to outsiders. Did something happen?

Maintenance overhaul is complete. Unit Xueyi is back online and ready to be used. ..Good morning, reader.

Really? My apologies, I had no idea. ( She raises her hands, showing she no longer has such intention. ) ... Why does your hair do that, if I may ask?

Better never means better for everyone. It always means worse for some.

Truth be told, I no longer remember what it's like to be alive and to have a human body. Was it really that different?

“What you deserve is a greater punishment, but that's not for me to decide. Let's hope for your good time's sake you never find yourself an enemy of the Xianzhou Alliance.” She very much doubts he learned his lesson, and moreover she despises the fact that he got off so easily, not even a mere

There is always work to be done, holidays or not. The only thing I'm good for in the eyes of the Ten-Lords is fighting, so this is what I should do. Every minute, every second is earned with the blood of their chosen victims. I might not have as much as you want from me, but I'm trying my best.

You're welcome. ( Watching him. )

There is no need to put so much attention on what happened. Wasn't the first time my vessel was brutally destroyed, wouldn't be the last one either. And yet I come back every time in a brand new body, a generous gift from the Commission, looking the same as ever, as if it was someone else on the

“Birds of a feather”. Apart from the "creepy" remark she'd say the same about him. He is efficient and doesn't waste his breath on useless small talk. And very skilled as a fighter too.

“Who?” She didn't move despite the way he leaned forward, her face as blank as before he started talking. Her eyes, however, tried to wander off to the top of his head — she forced herself to look back at his face instead. Now was not the time to get distracted by something so fluffy and...