Violet Eternal Garden Angel and Auto Memo Doll

"After meeting the client...don't scare him, be obedient, I'm not by your side, don't be afraid."

Petting Violet's head, Adele said softly.

"I will always watch you, watch over you."

"The rest of the way, you have to go alone."

Back to the present, looking at the puppet in front of him, Oscar didn't know what to say for a while, because he hadn't talked to anyone for too long.But the girl in front of her was so beautiful, even though she was only a child, she was so beautiful.

Elegant movements, noble manners, doll-like clothing, is this an automatic memory doll?

Oscar held his chin, looked at Violet carefully, and murmured unconsciously in his heart.

"Is this a human or a machine? No, no, such a beautiful child must be a robot... I must have been out of touch with society for too long. The outside world has already mastered such advanced technology."

The two looked at each other, and neither of them said a word. Violet was waiting for Oscar's order, but Oscar wondered if the puppet machine in front of him was down.

"The automatic memory doll is really powerful, although the price is so high."

Oscar narrowed his eyes, wait, he seemed to see something different from usual on the other side of the lake in the distance, it was a white shadow, but the shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Is it an illusion?"

He couldn't allow him to think too much, Violet had been standing at the door for a long time, Oscar turned around quickly, motioning for Violet to come in.

"Sorry Miss Puppet, my house is a bit messy."

Violet just came in, and immediately frowned slightly. In the usual army, the sanitation of the dormitory is very strict, so Violet has still adhered to the standard of sanitation in the army since she retired, and now in her In front of him was a messy room with almost no place to put his feet down. Books were thrown everywhere. Those famous books that shocked the world have now become tools for the corner of the table.Unwashed dishes with food crumbs on them, greasy floors and a musty smell.Oscar has long been used to this environment, but Violet is very uncomfortable, even though she only frowned slightly, her expression didn't change at all.

Oscar's face also matched this place very well, with listless eyes, heavy bags under the eyes, sloppy attire, and a beard that hadn't been shaved for an unknown period of time.

"Unexpectedly, those guys would send a puppet that looks like a little girl over."

Oscar fell lazily on the sofa, picked up the bottle and drank it.

"If you are not satisfied, master, the company can assign other dolls, and there is another doll that came with me."

"Come together... the puppet?"

Oscar was a little curious, if the dolls were all so beautiful, he wouldn't mind admiring some other models.

"Why didn't she come with you?"

"Because you're only paying for one person."

For a real and sufficient reason, Oscar lazily threw the banknote on the ground.

"What about that doll, please come here too."

"My lord, you don't pay enough."

Violet's words made Oscar stunned, because the money he threw out was more than twice that of renting Violet.

"not enough????"

"The price of each doll is different. The doll you want to see will cost more, so I don't recommend you to try it."

Oscar snorted coldly and said slowly.

"If I can't even afford to pay, there must not be many people who can rent her. Invite her here. Money doesn't matter to me anymore."

With a disappointed attitude towards the world, Oscar slowly poured the wine into his mouth to numb his fragile nerves.

"Good sir, fifteen hundred boules."

"puff!!!!!!!"

Oscar spit out the wine in one sip, and even formed a small rainbow under the refraction of the sunlight.

"Fifteen hundred???? But you are only three hundred booleans!"

Violet explained.

"For the entrustment of the puppet face to face in the company, my price is [-] booleans, while the price of the other puppet is [-] booleans. This time your consignment rental time is ten days, so multiply the price of one day by ten, then It’s three hundred boulders, and the price of the other doll should be two thousand boulders, the biggest discount has been calculated for you, sir.”

It's so expensive, the price is extremely expensive even for Oscar, he hurriedly stopped Violet's move.

"Wait, wait, I don't think I need it anymore, just you."

Oscar breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the beautiful doll in front of him, he couldn't help sighing.

"Such a beautiful doll costs three hundred booleans, what would the two thousand booleans look like?"

Oscar was still spread out on the sofa, but Violet had already moved. She took out her apron and dust cap from her bag, and was about to start cleaning the room.After all, such a messy working environment must not be a good commissioning experience.At this time, Oscar, due to the strong effect of alcohol, was already snoring on the side, unable to wake up from sleep.

"Really, troublesome lord."

Looking at Oscar's sleeping face, Violet cleaned the room silently. Although she tried her best to lighten her hands and not make too much noise, her metal arm would still make a hard collision sound with objects from time to time.

"Hmmmmm... what time is it..."

Oscar opened his sleepy eyes. It was almost dusk outside, and stars appeared faintly in the sky. When he sat up and looked around, he didn't recognize that this was his home for a while.

"This is where.....?"

Everything that was messy before has been cleaned up in an orderly manner, clean and tidy bowls and chopsticks, washed clothes to dry, polished reflective floor, and the automatic memory doll standing in front of it.

"You are at home, sir."

Oscar rubbed his swollen head, as if he hadn't recovered from the alcohol.

"It's been hard work...you're welcome...and, dinner..."

"I want to eat, creamy mushroom pasta."

"Master, I'm not a maid, I'm an automatic memory doll..."

Before Violet could finish speaking, the man tilted his head and fell asleep again.

"Really, troublesome lord."

Violet was thinking about her next move. The nearest supply location was about five kilometers away. In this natural capital of green forest and fairyland, there were very few people. It was not so much to get away from the hustle and bustle of the world, but to think of a People, embrace loneliness.

It must be too late to go back and forth, Violet is a little anxious, there are almost no usable ingredients in Oscar's house, and the vegetables are almost spoiled, but there is plenty of wine.

"Boom...boom..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Violet opened the door, but the person who knocked was gone, but there was a small vegetable basket at the door.

"This is......"

Pressing her face against the handle of the basket, which still had residual warmth, the corners of Violet's mouth could not help but rise slightly.

Yes, because she is not alone, that white figure is always so reassuring.

love dinner

When she came to the kitchen, Violet opened the vegetable basket, which was filled with a variety of ingredients, pasta, mushrooms, basil, lemongrass, cream, eggs, parsley, tomatoes, minced beef, Parmesan cheese, milk, Salt, black pepper, and a small bottle of liqueur.Violet rolled up her sleeves, imitating Adele's usual manner, and slowly picked up the kitchen knife.

When Oscar woke up again, the clock pointed to the eight o'clock position, and it clicked rhythmically. A strong smell of cheese teased his nostrils. He drank a lot of wine, and he really needed some warm food at this moment. Come and forgive your stomach.

"The automatic memory doll can even cook?"

Impatiently rubbing his hands together, Oscar is looking forward to this dinner, how much time, how many years, Oscar can't even remember the last time someone cooked for him.

But he was not happy for a long time, because what was served in front of him was a huge, creamy flatbread.

"?????"

Lifting the fork, he lifted up the whole pastry at once, all the pasta sticking together, Oscar couldn't help turning his head to look at Violet, his eyes seemed to ask, are you serious?

Violet lowered her head. She obviously did it according to Adele's usual practice, but it seems that the finished products of the two are very different.

"It turns out that cooking is so difficult..."

Looking at Violet's appearance, Oscar sighed softly, opened his mouth and began to eat the bread, not to mention the taste, this long-lost feeling of being cooked by others made him no longer care about the taste of the food.

"Well......"

There was a crackling sound in his mouth, it seemed that he had bitten into a broken eggshell, Oscar didn't mind, and he had to bite the bullet and finish eating the huge creamy bacon pancake.

"For someone who cooks for the first time, you've done a good job."

Oscar straightened up, and couldn't help unbuttoning one of the belt buttons. After all, his stomach couldn't adapt to the tightness of the belt after eating such a big bread.

At this time, Oscar looked at Violet standing aside in doubt.

"Aren't you going to have dinner?"

"Master, don't worry, I have my own supplies."

Violet put away the plate, and when her hand touched the plate, the metal fingers made a crisp sound, which made Oscar more sure that the puppet in front of him was a robot.

"Perhaps you are drinking motor oil quietly somewhere alone?"

Violet obviously didn't understand Oscar's meaning, she tilted her head and looked at the man suspiciously.

"My officer told me that I can't eat anything outside, only the food she prepared for me."

Before this commission, Violet prepared a lot of compressed biscuits and put them in the suitcase. After seeing it, Adele took all her compressed biscuits away, and pointed to her nose to teach her not to eat these, which are not nutritious. , Meal replacement food with energy.

Recalling what Violet made just now, Oscar had his own doubts about whether the doll’s cooking function was perfect, at least thinking of the big bread just now, Oscar wondered if Violet’s so-called superior could make it for her What delicacies come out without any expectations, presumably batteries?Or a bucket of motor oil?Or is it another buttery flatbread?

"I don't care about you. I'm going to sleep first. I'll continue the ghostwriting work tomorrow."

After Oscar finished speaking, he collapsed on the sofa.In fact, he lied just now, how could he fall asleep after sleeping all day, he was waiting, he wanted to see what Violet would eat.

Boom...boom...

After a while, there were knocks on the door. Oscar had vaguely heard this knocking rhythm during the day when he was sleeping soundly.Whenever this sound sounds, something more will appear at the door.

Slightly squinting his eyes, Oscar saw a white figure standing at the door, and handed a basket to Violet. Unfortunately, he has been drinking heavily all year round, his mental state is not good, and he is highly myopic. He also couldn't see the figure at the door or the face of that person clearly. The only thing left in his impression was a rare, snow-white long hair.

"Master is asleep?"

"Well, lightly..."

"Sir...won't you come in?"

"No, Violet, don't worry, I'm always here."

The white doll disappeared from Oscar's field of vision as the door closed. Looking at the basket Violet brought in, Oscar leaned forward curiously, wanting to see what was inside.

"Did I bother you, sir."

"It's okay, Violet."

Looking into the basket, the corners of Oscar's mouth couldn't help twitching. It wasn't batteries, engine oil, or creamy mushroom pasta at all. It seemed like a rather hearty meal inside.

Roswell's specialty wine stewed pork chops, baked crispy baguette slices, a box of fresh pineapple and cold cantaloupe.There was even dessert in the basket, a creme brulee, and a handful of peeled pine nuts.Now Oscar finally understood why the other party didn't let Violet eat anything else.

"Sir, would you like something to eat?"

"No, no, no... no need..."

The food in this basket reminded him of his deceased wife, who used to make this kind of food for him. Later, when his wife passed away, he realized that bread is not all made of heart. , Cutting fruit into pieces is very troublesome, pork is not delicious no matter how you do it, and pine nuts are even too lazy to eat, so how can you peel a lot and put it in front of the other party?

Oscar knew that he was not qualified to eat this food now, because it was full of love. He didn't know if the girl in front of him realized this. If this food was served in front of him, he would definitely take a bite and cherish it. eat it all.

"You know, Violet, I envy you."

Violet raised her head and asked, not knowing the meaning of Oscar's words.

"Master, what do you envy me for?"

"No, nothing."

Oscar got up silently, went back to the room alone, and brought a bottle of wine by the way. At night, he had to face this long loneliness alone again.

"Violet, there must be someone by your side who cares about you."

Oscar picked up the wine and took a few swigs, his vision began to blur again, drunkenness once again eroded his thoughts.

"It's really enviable."

still you

"I really want to eat that noodle."

"No, it should be called bread."

On the distant mountain, Oscar's house was about the size of a flower, and at the top of the mountain, a pair of white wings slowly spread out. In this sparsely populated place, Etil was not worried that he would be seen by others.

"It's finally time to relax."