Is it really a straight girl?

"Answer me a question, and I'll give you a snack."

"Hmm...can I give you two?" Her eyes were moist.

"No, let's start, first." Chitose stretched out a finger: "You said, did the person who left five or six days ago, the person like you, have purple hair and eyes?"

"No?" She said in a daze, not knowing why the kind-hearted man in front of her asked such a question so much.

"You three are the same?" Chitose frowned: "Black hair and black eyes?"

"okokokok."

The black-eyed girl's eyes flickered on the dessert for a while, and she swallowed: "I answered two questions... If black hair and black eyes are also considered questions, then there are three."

"Open your mouth."

"Wow……"

The French biscuit entered the lips again, this time it was strawberry flavored, filled with jam and creamy core.

It's delicious, it's great to eat something so delicious.

What a wonderful world out there!Um!

"No." Chitose placed the next two desserts in the hands of the black-haired girl.

"Wow thank you sister."

Milk tea and desserts seem to have some strange magic power, which will make people happy.

The fear and unknown of this specific world are also dispelled by these sweet things.

"What's your sister's name?"

"Ling." Chitose casually said the most common name.

"Yeah thank you, sister Ling, won't sister Ling eat?" The black-haired girl hesitated and said, "It seems that she only ordered a drink for me, and the snacks have not been touched."

"It's okay, I don't want to feel this anymore." Chitose smiled: "A little, a little disgusting."

"Obviously such a delicious dessert——"

"Ah, the next question." Chitose immediately interrupted the other party: "You are 703, so who is Qibai? What was before Qibai?"

"I don't know, I've been staying in one place, and no one said anything to me." The black-haired girl ate another piece of snack: "Well, how should I say it...Everyone treats me like a pet Yes, but they don’t feed me any good things, they are filled with nutrient solution and simple satiated food all day long, so those guys are really hard-hearted..."

As she talked, she began to criticize the people around her one after another day after day.

"I don't know." Chitose only got this slightly useful piece of information in his words: "Well, maybe there are really more than 700 of you."

"Anyway, there are only three on my side." She said, sipping milk tea.

"Then the next question." Chitose continued to ask:

"What is your prototype?"

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390 eight. Homeless girl

"Ah?" The girl with black hair and black pupils blinked.

The lips are always attached to the straw of the milk tea.

"prototype?"

"You guys are clones, aren't you? So are you, so is Xuewu, and so is Miji." Another girl with white hair and golden pupils placed the five fingers of her right hand on the smooth oak-colored wooden table, repeating a movement, turning Lift your index finger up and tap it lightly on the table.

The gentle thud was as steady as a second hand.

"Clones, there will always be a prototype, right? Who is your prototype?"

The limp girl with black hair and black pupils took a few more sips of warm milk tea, opened her big eyes blankly, and made a gurgling sound.

"We were created, I know this, but they didn't tell me anything, the prototype, probably, looks a lot like me?" The girl pointed her small mouth with her index finger.

"Of course...but who is it?" Chitose continued to support his cheek with his left hand, resting his elbows on the table and relaxing: "Also, what is the specific purpose of you being created?"

"I do not know."

The black-haired girl's eyes were full of confusion, and she sipped on the big cup of milk tea held in her hands, biting the soft and tender ingredients in her mouth with her teeth.

Caramel pearl milk tea, although it is the most common category, is really delicious!

"So, what does the person in charge of you look like?"

"I don't know wow." The cute girl aww bit down half of a macaron dessert.

"Isn't it often seen?"

"Although this is true, the people around me who come to feed me often change batch after batch..." She said weakly: "As for the supervisor or something, I haven't seen it before..."

"Well... have you ever seen a guy in a wheelchair?"

"It seems to be? I forgot." The girl combed her hair with her fingers: "I'm sorry..."

"..." Miss Qiantose sighed helplessly: "Well, these things don't mean anything to me, I'm just curious."

"oh oh!"

Chitose pushed the dessert plate on the table to the black-haired girl in front of her.

"Thank you, thank you." The girl grabbed all kinds of desserts, biscuits and chocolates on the plate, and put them in her mouth one after another. Most of them were pure desserts, but she didn't look tired of eating them.

"You'll get fat, if you're so intemperate."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's the first time I've eaten something like this that I could only see in various story videos or commercial clips before, and I have to eat it until I don't want to eat it anymore! Mmmm!" She nodded repeatedly.

"Then I'll go first, the money has already been paid, just leave immediately after eating." Chitose stood up with his right hand supporting the table, his pure white dress slightly swayed in the movement.

"Eh?"

The girl suddenly stopped sucking milk tea, looked up blankly, and watched Miss Chitose in front of her slowly turn around halfway.

"Wow, wait, wait! Ling, Sister Ling! Why are you leaving?" She suddenly slapped her hands on the table, causing a bang that resounded throughout the coffee shop. Startled, he hurriedly reminded in a soft voice, please don't make too much noise.

When the surrounding guests saw the moist eyes of the black-haired girl who was about to cry, they stopped complaining that the girl disturbed the tranquility of the environment.

"But we have nothing to do with each other, right?"

Chitose was also a little confused by this sudden behavior.

"Don't throw me away, even as a pet..." the girl murmured, "You all threw me away because I'm useless? Because I'm just a spare thing? No one needs me anymore, right? ...there is no reason for me to exist anymore, right?"

The black-haired girl put the half of the milk tea in her hand back on the table, and the dessert in her hand also returned to the plate.

She lowered her head in frustration, and fell silent after saying this.

The scattered guests around and the waitress at the front desk were all silent because of this, their eyes wandered on the two girls with black hair and white hair.

I don't know when, I don't know who, said it's good to be young.

Everyone around smiled kindly, and began to comfort this beautiful girl with the attitude of an experienced person.

But none of the words penetrated into the heart of the black-haired girl.

"Being a pet?" Chitose didn't care about the words of the people around him, only noticed these three words sensitively, lowered his head while pinching his chin, and seemed to have begun to think seriously about the possibility of such a thing.

"I, I will be obedient!" The girl nodded humbly, her shoulder-length hair fluttering continuously in this movement.

"If it was in the past, maybe I would agree." Chitose spread his hands: "But I actually don't have much time for myself."

The black-haired girl tilted her head, expressing her doubts.

"Why?"

"Because I have a terminal illness, I will die in this period of time." Chitose said easily, "So let's forget about being by my side. It's not good for you or me."

"Extremely, terminally ill...?" The black-haired girl repeated Chitose's words in a daze.

"Yes, so I'm leaving first." Chitose waved his hand as a farewell, turned and left.

The girl no longer had a reason to call the other party, and stood there blankly, watching the other party's figure gradually move away.

When that pure white dress disappeared into her eyes, her pupils lost their luster again.

On the right is a large piece of glass several meters wide and long, through which the colors of the outside world can be seen.

Outside the window, the muddy road was splashed by vehicles, the wind carried the fallen leaves to the far side, and the gray fog clouds in the air were scattered. A girl with white hair and golden pupils who called herself Ling walked out of the shop door, slowly heading towards the dark place. The hair girl walked to the blind spot in her field of vision and never looked back.

"This world is not good at all..." she sighed.

The milk tea held in both hands gradually lost its temperature, and the pasta desserts on the plate became looser in the air.

The black-haired girl had been sitting in this coffee shop for an unknown amount of time. There was only a little dessert left, and her sense of taste no longer wanted to experience such sweet things.

It's so sweet that it's cloying. When you first taste it, you will feel that it's a delicacy in the world, but slowly, it's already a little disgusting.

There is also a little bit of milk tea left, and the soft black pearls with caramel flavor remain in the cup.

During the sitting, several people struck up a conversation and deliberately sat at her table.

But in the girl's low and lost silence, the people who came to strike up a conversation only sat for a while before running away overwhelmed.

"It's not good on the inside, and it's not good on the outside...then what else is worth pursuing?"

she asked herself.

The black-haired girl shook her head, feeling that she had been here for a long time, so she stood up silently.

Start wandering.

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390 Nine. Miss Qianche's Indoor Karaoke Hall

"Kianka and Tsukino told me that it's best not to go out today, so let's do it next time, Ms. Yachiyo..."

After the meal, the blond and blue-eyed Yachiyo came to invite Yaki to go out together, but Yaki politely and simply refused.

Yachiyo said it was a pity, and nodded in accordance with Miki's words. After tidying up the dishes, she went upstairs again.

Afterwards, it was Tsukino's bedtime, and Mahiru returned to the room on the other side of the second floor with a meal to take care of the little idol who was still lying on the bed.

So Miji was the only one left on the first floor.