Chapter 20: How Can the Stars Have Stickers, It's Fun, and it only took Dilis an afternoon to make a small multicolored metal crown for Googo; In the same way, it took him only a few hours to knit a small woollen shawl with a rose trim for his research object.He even made two lifelike beige rabbits out of felt and attached them to the ruffled collar of the small shawl.As the triumphant mechanic had said—"It's as easy as boiling mushroom soup," the Duke took the little fluffy shawl with mixed feelings.Speaking from the heart, the beige wool and small clusters of roses are a little tempted even by people like her who hate cute clothes......
In terms of design, style, and warmth, this is a small shawl that can be called a full score.Therefore, this product can weave clothes, make crowns, boil mushroom soup, and prepare medicinal herbs.Isabella coughed, and was about to speak, giving her domestic mentally handicapped child an objective commendatory compliment—Dilis lifted his non-existent glasses, looked at the cooing of two stuffed rabbits around the tip of his pale chin, and nodded slightly: "Time is still a little rushed, I could have perfected the look again, glued small sequins and bows to the collar......
The procedure for dyeing wool is still a bit complicated, coo, if you don't mind, the colors of the rainbow ......" - then why didn't he be lazy to death?
Since you are so capable?
Isabella smiled appreciatively."
Dilis, you reminded me......
Now that I have put on your multicolored crown, it is time for you to fulfill your promise. ”"Come, let's go cut our hair."
Dilis, the king of the mouth, the owner of the bell tower, the presence of the mechanics of the continent who worshipped him as a god, was finally pinned down in a chair by a five-year-old girl, shivering at the scissors she raised.To be precise, Dilis didn't really tremble—but "silence" was the equivalent of trembling for Dilis.And Isabella knows this, so the appreciative smile on the corner of her mouth becomes more and more real."
What are you afraid of, Dilis?
Afraid of scissors?
”“…… I'm not scared, goo. ”So, why didn't you publish a paper of several thousand words or more to me on "cutting hair", intending to justify your invention of the "arc cutting machine" to replace the mentally retarded behavior of cutting hair?
Isabella pushed the tall round stool that the mechanic had helped to find—"Willing to lose, goo, I've always kept my promise and I'm a much better adult than you, so I won't refuse to praise the ornaments on my head with a stinky face, but will take the initiative to help you find the tools to commit the crime"—it took a little effort to climb up, find the cardinal point, sit down, bend forward, and press the mechanic's shoulder."
Dilis, lift your head up and face the mirror, and let me see the distance between your eyebrows."
The mechanic who had just offered to help her find the tools (small bench and scissors) grunted a few times.Isabella didn't hear clearly: "What?
”“…… You can cut whatever you want, the faster the better......
Goo, I hate this room. ”This room?
The Duke blinked, and then officially looked around the room they were in—the "Lord Who Never Regrets and Earnestly Fulfilled His Promise" had taken the initiative to lead her in, and it was said that it was a good place for a haircut.It was perfect for a haircut, and the room was empty, free of clutter, with walls, domes, and floors – all made of mirrors.This is not the glass surface that forms the dial in the other rooms of the bell tower, here it is a pure mirror.An empty room without any books, without any furniture, without instruments, made up of mirrors.Isabella was a little curious, and she looked around with interest, "Why did you build a room like this, Dilis?"
To measure the depth of your own mental illness?
”Dilis: "......"
He sighed and began to correct Gollum's fundamental mistake: "To be precise, Gollum will stay in the mirrored room for a long time, under control......
They are usually uncontrollable psychopaths with underlying mania and are quite dangerous. ”Isabella said a perfunctory "um" a few times: "Yes, you are a harmless psychopath, do you need me to send you a little red flower?"
”But she miscalculated the thickness of Dilis's cheeks.The mechanic tilted his face back in earnest, looking directly at the research object behind him as he was about to trim his hair: "Goo, I don't like little red flowers.I want a star sticker. ”Isabella: "......" in "Did he really not understand my taunts", "I really want to give this childish ghost's smooth head a shudder" and "This stupid brother is so pitiful......
Wait, a series of complex emotions intertwined, and the Duke let out a sneer."
Star sticker, you're so powerful, Dilis, why don't you just reward yourself with a star?"
The mechanic blinked.He has stars in his eyes."
I've rewarded you."
He retorted in a low voice, "I'm a big man who keeps my word, and I've already taken the stars off." ”[It's just a star sticker, and it can't be used as food, and it can't become a shiny real star, why are you so excited.] 】The hallucinations that claimed to be from the Black Tower were different from the one he had been locked up in the White Tower......
According to what she described, the hallucinations of the Black Tower, she seemed to have known everything about the outside world.According to the hallucination named "Isabella", she was taken out of the Black Tower by an elder in the family a few years ago, received a brief education ("That's why I can say those strange words you don't understand, stinky little ghosts, these words are very handsome"), and also did some things for him, and went out on the streets......
One day, through the white door, she handed over a tattered star sticker, saying it was a gift for Dilis.The stickers are very old, they have long been degummed, and the yellow star pattern has peeled off a lot, like an ugly octagonal."
It's useless anyway, and I can't eat it as meat.I heard you haven't even seen a sticker?
Hmph, poor little ......
"Dilis was overjoyed.He hadn't even seen a sticker, and the closest thing to a sticker in the little boy's world was the shadow of the white shackles reflected on the wall."
And then, Isabella, you went outside?
Where have you been?
Bookshop?
Planetarium?
No, no, no, the book says that the nobility had their own entertainment, maybe you went hunting and went to the ball......
Is the ball as bright as it looks in the picture book?
There are lots and lots of candles, like stars?
”The kid on the other side of the door scoffed."
What, Nerd of the White Tower, do you really think they're kind enough to take me to the prom?"
She always spoke with a sharp aggression, as if she had been born with a thorn: "Shall I have a custom-made little crown, a princess dress with a fluttering wardrobe, a shawl adorned with bunnies and roses, and go to the ball to see the stars?"
”"Don't talk nonsense.I'm just an inconsequential broken candle that resists a little and shows displeasure with what happened to me......
Heh, otherwise I wouldn't have been locked up back in the Black Tower. ”At the time, Dilis didn't understand what she meant.But that's what the book says.Outside it's shiny, and outside there will be a bookstore, a planetarium, and a dance party......
There will also be stars outside. ”The halluciation from the Black Tower was silent for a moment."
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Hey, where the hell are you in the White Tower, little ghost?"
She spoke softly, "Haven't you even seen the stars?"
And what about the sky?
”Dilis shook his head against the white door.He looked up, and the top of his head was a boundless white, hard to the touch, the same touch as the shackles on his hands and feet—the book says the sky is blue, so it's probably not the sky.Remembering that the other party couldn't see his movements, he hurriedly added another sentence, for fear that Heita's hallucinations would lose patience and suddenly disappear: "I haven't seen it." ”"Isabella, I'm pretty sure I haven't seen the stars......
Because the book says that the stars are shining, and having them will have all the good luck in the world. ”"Heh, what kind of book did you read?""
Now that the sky is so full of steam, it's hard to see the stars in the city......
Nor does it exist, a 'shining' star. ”Is it.Delismo rubbed the tattered star sticker in his hand without the slightest frustration."
Isabella, what does that steam-filled sky look like?
It's going to look good, right?
”“…… Imp, you're really stupid. ”She sounded like she was running out of patience.But the tone was very light, not like her domineering appearance in the past.Dilis couldn't figure out his friend's attitude, so he hurriedly pushed the meatballs he had secretly hidden.They agreed that Dilis would provide as much food as he could, and Isabella would be in charge of telling him about the outside world.The white gate could only transport dead objects, and the two of them experimented many times, discovering that the closest thing to a living thing was the dying rat that had been bitten half of Isabella's ear in the beginning.Later, because Dilis was always urging Isabella to speak, he would push a little food over when he noticed that the other person's tone was getting weaker and weaker—it was not easy to hide food under those white shadows, but Dilis had always been smart.In fact, he was worried about the complaints of his new friends, because Dilis could only take out his own leftovers, or fruit candy that was about to expire......
But Isabella always eats it all.Oh, and she especially loves fruit candy.Dellis noticed that if she pushed fruit candy, Isabella would talk a lot more than usual.So he worked very hard, hid fruit candy on his body whenever he had the opportunity, hoping that he could hand it to her at any time."
Meatballs?"......
Please, Isabella, I'd like to hear you talk about things out there."
For example, where did you buy this sticker?
”"I bought it from a ragged grocery store on the street, little ghost, do you think I made it out of stars?"
Isabella on the other side of the door seemed to be swallowing the meatballs he pushed in embarrassment, and her voice was indistinct: "Okay, listen, I will escape from this black tower one day, and then go to your white tower to rescue you, the little princess of your mother-in-law......"
"For the sake of meatballs and fruit candy, well, I will pull you out to see the stars."
Real stars, not stickers. ”Dilis pursed his lips.He felt that the other party was not right, and that she was discriminating against his baby stickers."
You can't make such vows, they must be kept, Isabella.I like your sticker the most, it's my star now, you've made me see the star, so it's me who finds your Black Tower, not you. ”"And those white things are terrifying, you must not come here, you will get hurt."
In the Black Tower, the unashamed imp finished chewing his meatballs.“…… Hey, the little ghost's nonsense.Do you know how good I will be in the future?
”She rubbed her chilblain-infused fingers and toes, and licked the flesh and oil off her mouth: "In the future, I will trample all the guys who threw me back, I will make those bastards who look down on me dare not look at me, and I will make those megalomaniacs who disdain to name me dare not mention my name......"
In the white tower, the imp who was also unashamed couldn't help but interject."
But I took your name, Isabella, and it's beautiful, so why should anyone dare to mention it?"
“…… I said it a long time ago!
Nerds of the White Tower!
The name Isabella is so cute that it's not a deterrent at all!
”"It's intimidating!
It is the 'oath of God'!
”"Do you want me to explain the meaning of my name to every idiot?!"
Dilis couldn't tell her.At present, the only person he can argue with is Isabella - the other party is also the first person he has ever spoken to, so Dilis's language ability is far inferior to the other party at this time.Especially her domineering tone, hmph, when she meets her domineering, he will always start to stutter.The White Tower imp, who couldn't say anything about the Black Tower Imp, began to think about it in pieces."
Since you will make your vow, I will also make my vow......
Isabella, if you deprive you of this beautiful name, I'll be, I'll ......
"I'm going to get you a little custom-made crown, a princess dress with a fluttering wardrobe, and a shawl adorned with bunnies and roses, and go to the ball......
Well, there were a lot of people at the ball, so I'll just take the stars down and we'll go home and watch them together. ”"Huh."
The little girl in the Black Tower grinned as she rubbed her dry, knotted hair.At the same time, she looked at the bloodstained brick wall not far away, and her eyes were a little damp.She was a few years older than the little kid who lived in the illusion, she had been to the outside world, she had learned a lot of impossible cruelty, she vaguely understood......
The other party's childish oath is just childish.Of course, I vaguely understand that the world as a child always allowed some ridiculous fantasies, whether it was a demon or a god."
The most nonsensical vow I've heard this year!
Nerd!
Stupid little ghost!
You might as well just make a wish to pick a star and give it to me!
”It's so angry."
I'm not going to give you stars."
The little boy in the white tower carefully tucked the sticker between his fingers into his sleeve and said angrily: "The sticker is mine, and the stars are also mine......
I'm going to turn the stickers into real stars, and turn real stars into ......
Well, I'm going to pluck the real stars and turn them into my own house, which must be shiny, with lots and lots of fruit candy and meatballs......"
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"When the time comes, I won't let you in unless you stomp your feet and admit that your name is Isabella!"
”"Phew, you're dreaming, nerd!"
The author has something to say: one of the few virtues of the mechanic - he is extremely obedient to his promises.Whether that's cutting your hair or picking stars.Chapter 21: How can reflection be refracted funny, Isabella is too lazy to answer the other party's nonsense."
You're an adult, and you don't get a star sticker for an adult to trim your hair, Dilis."
Dilis looked at the felt rabbit on the collar and was silent for a moment, until Isabella raised the scissors again and motioned for him to sit upright and face the mirror."
But I lost my original one."
Dilis did not obediently face the mirror, still sitting in his chair and leaning back, talking to the research object on the small bench: "The original one is so broken, I escaped in time for an earthquake, and it was smashed to pieces by the lamp that fell from the ceiling. ”Isabella: "......
What?
”She's fiddling with the other's horrific bangs to find a good angle to go under the knife — well, the shape of the eyebrows is weirdly good."
Well, I'm lying, goo, that's not a lamp.It was a steel pipe with built-in combustibles......
Because of the earthquake, it smashed all over the dome, and then—boom, there was a fire, and there was nothing. ”The Duke snorted absentmindedly."
You're not lying, Dilis, you're telling nonsense and trying to distract me."
She shook the scissors in her hand, "You wouldn't be really afraid of scissors, would you?"'
Mature adult Dilis'?
I'm afraid I'll 'accidentally' with the scissors......
Did it hit your temple?
”Delis: "......"
Although he thinks that the five-year-old cub should not know what yin and yang weirdness is, the accent of yin and yang weirdness at this time is too much in line with the meaning of "sarcasm"."
No, I'm not afraid of scissors, Goo.I just hate this mirror room, it reminds me of something unpleasant, and I want my star sticker. ”He pursed his lips: "And, Goo, let me remind you, since sharing a bed with a cub like yours who has extremely domineering sleeping habits, it is already common to wake up in the middle of the night and find that your temples are only a few centimeters from the bedside table." ”Isabella coldly dismissed the accusation: "That's not why you put a child safety corner on your bedside table and tried to put a pacifier on me while I slept. ”Yes, Isabella felt guilty when she first found out that he was being pushed to the edge of the bed by herself—but that in no way did she tolerate the fact that she was asleep by stuffing a pacifier into her mouth in an attempt to test the "mechanism of sucking behavior of young children".It happened when she was four-and-a-half-year-old, and since then, Isabella has continued to squeeze the beaten guy onto the bedside table without any guilt.Mechanic: "......
I'm just thinking about my personal safety......
""Pacifier?
”“…… This matter has nothing to do with what we're talking about now, Goo, I want my star stickers......"
"Shut your mouth, Delis, don't move, I'm going to start fixing your bangs." ”Dilis silently closed his mouth, and at the same time closed his eyes.Sometimes, he would get out of control when he saw the red eyes of his research subject, which Dilis often interpreted as "annoyed", as it always reminded him that he was once a madman who believed in mental hallucinations.Not much improvement now, probably.This time, though, he closed his eyes not to escape anything, but because the hand that cooed and teased his bangs was fleshy and inexplicably healing, reminding Dilis of an animal cub with strange magical powers......
Hairy animal cub ............
Rabbits, kittens, dogs......
Dilis: "Your hands are as soft as a pig's trotters, coo, I really fattened you." ”Isabella: "......
Sir, shut up, you, your mouth?
”All right.The Duke was pleased to see that the fellow who refused to stop talking had finally fallen silent.She didn't have the amazing skill of a mechanic (it was a terrible thing to cut herself into a pot), but she had no problem trying to restore her hairstyle to his previous natural version.…… Personally, Dilis was a perfect fit for his hairstyle, with slightly overgrown bangs, ears hidden in soft sideburns, and medium-length hair with a subtle weakness that hung down to his shoulder blades.Isabella knew that the reason why Dellis had longer hair than other men was because he was too lazy to take care of it himself - but the shape of his long hair and bangs well offset his frivolous temperament, at least the first time others saw him, they would think "this is a scholar", and the second time they would think "I want to beat him up inexplicably".Of course, Isabella lived with the guy for a whole year, not realizing that he had a decent appearance......
It shows that the neutralization of the "weak scholars" is only a little bit.Huh.After closing your eyes and mouth, this product looks much more pleasing to the eye.It's so pleasing to the eye that I have the heart to look at his appearance?
Why don't I go find a pacifier and stick it on this mouthpiece permanently.Isabella's scissors "click", transferred to his sideburns.She gently flicked the messy shredded hair there, and found the ears hidden in the shredded hair.It's a pointy ear, like an abominable elf.Isabella remembered the incident when she first arrived, riding him by the neck and pulling his ears and rubbing his hair - she hadn't calmed down then, she was so angry that she could do anything, cough.However, the guy's hair and ears ......
It seems to feel super good."
Goo, don't tug my ears with your little piggy's trotters."“…… I'm telling you to shut up, Delith!
”The mechanic still honestly closed his eyes, but he began to move restlessly in his chair: "Coo, but I've been shut up for a full six minutes, and you're just holding the scissors and hesitating at the position of 3~ above my forehead, I didn't hear you seriously repairing it!"
”Isabella, who realized that she was staring at this cargo in a daze: ......
She picked up the scissors angrily: "It's only been six minutes!"
Delis, will shut up for six minutes destroy the world, no!
”It's a question that means "shut up and stop", but I endured it for a full six minutes (?).
）The mechanic has already keenly grabbed the topic: "But it makes me feel bad to shut up for six minutes!"
”"Then you have to find a way to make yourself less uncomfortable!""
So I'm talking!"
“…… Then I'll stuff a big pacifier into your mouth!
”"You can't carry out this plan, Goo, I made the pacifier I stuffed into your mouth back then, and the whole clock tower is unique!"
Is there anything you should be proud of about this?
An elf who can knit clothes, can cook, fold napkins, can make crowns, and can make pacifiers?!
Isabella felt that she had softened her attitude today, and that it was time to be more ferocious and make the five-year-old who was moving around and refused to cut her hair realize the majesty of her parents.She racked her brains and uttered what she considered to be the most mean mockery without swearing: "Dilis, did you take some compulsory course for unmarried women?"
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Do you still arrange flowers and have children?
”Dilis replied proudly: "I have a copy of 'Two or Three Things to Know for an Eighteen-Year-Old Girl' and a copy of 'What You Have to Learn Before Marriage.'
I will grow roses and tulips, and I will only have children—that is a personal physiological problem that cannot be overcome by conventional means of study." ”"I was trying to find a woman to do with the 'baby' for a while, but after discussing it with the dragon, I decided that I couldn't accept wasting my research time on a boring person of the opposite sex, and couldn't stand to have to cook for her, knit clothes, or take care of her snot......
We came to the common conclusion that my marriage with the opposite sex lasted at most fifteen minutes, and after fifteen minutes it was the grave of love, the end of the marriage. ”"It's a shame that I'll never be able to learn the skill of 'having a baby.'"
Lord Duke: "......" help.She retracted her assertion that "this thing is fine with her eyes closed", and it turns out that unless she manages to put a pacifier in this broken mouth, she should never think that Dilis is "not bad".Isabella tried to smirk at the shock of her own three views—she had never seen such a shameless adult male—"Very well, Dilis, since you can't stand fifteen minutes of marriage, how the hell did you live with me for a whole year?"
It's a loophole in your language. ”The mechanic was prepared, and replied in a kind manner, "Of course not, Goo, you are not of the 'adult opposite sex,' and your little piggy trotters are slapping my eyebrows." ”Isabella: "......"
It took her the most tenacity of her life to keep the scissors she was holding in her "trotters" from sliding down skillfully to reach the temples of the goods."
If I were your future husband — who could cook, weave clothes, pacifiers, and Dilis from 'Two or Three Things to Know About an Eighteen-Year-Old Girl' — I would strangle you to death on wedding night.It's true. ”"No, goo, you have to look at things dialectically."
Dilis analyzed with great interest: "If you were my future wife, you would have strangled me to death on the night of the wedding." ”…… What the hell is there to be like here?!
Yes?!
The price of shutting up Dilis for six minutes was a long and tiring exchange between Isabella and the other party over the strange topic of "who strangled whom on the night of the wedding".Of course, she didn't make it past an adult mechanic.The other party has already been a god in the realm of mouth cannons."
Alright, Dilis, your hair is cut, you can open your eyes and see......"
Isabella tiredly climbed off her small bench, secretly deciding that she was going to deliberately pretend to be asleep before going to bed tonight, kicking him a few times to relieve his breath."
Thank goodness, Goo, you don't know how much I hate this room......"
The room he had brought out with him when he escaped from there, like a ball of gum that had to be glued to important documents - this room of mirrors came from the White Tower, and for some reason, Dilis couldn't give it up, so he had to keep it in his bell tower for the time being.So he didn't put any clutter here, because the mechanic didn't want to come in at all when he grew up.His silence at first, his chatter later—all to disguise the petty disgust.Dellis hated it because it always reminded him of something he should have forgotten.The good, the bad, and the nostalgic are still full of mysteries and unknowns.Of course, Isabella didn't notice.In her mind, Dilis was a very childish silly brother."
Come and help me clean up, Dilis, I can't move this high chair.""
Okay, Goo."
The mechanic opened his eyes.Then he threw himself out of his chair.Isabella: "......"
She had to come over and help the mentally handicapped child, "Dilis, I'm asking you to help me carry things, not to let you drop yourself on the ground, seriously, you should practice your balance—" The mechanic didn't reply.As the Duke rolled his eyes and counted him down, trying to pull his arm to get him up from the ground, Dilis was staring at the great mirror across from him.If Isabella hadn't bothered to look at him because she was tired, she would have noticed that the other party's face was as white as paper."
Dilis, you're embarrassed to say that my hands are pig's trotters, and you're the one heavier than a pig, Dilis—" [Once upon a time, there was a white tower. 】Once upon a time, there was a black tower. 】[Then, the gate appeared.] 】Dilis is a mechanic known as "legend".He has a top IQ, a top thinking, and a top hands-on ability.But nothing he had could explain what was happening—in the mirror across from him—it was a grown woman with bent over his arm, with long white-blond hair, red eyes, slightly downturned lips, and long legs in high-topped red leather boots.Her crimson uniform looked as sharp as the tips of her shoes, and the inside of her coat was faintly covered - except for the black leather gloves, the details of the woman's clothing were blurred in the mirror.In the mirror, she crouched beside her, pulling his arm, saying something impatiently, sticking out her tongue from time to time.But there was nothing around him.Dilis slowly turned his head, only one white-blond hair, red eyes, slightly pursed and angry, wearing a princess dress and a small shawl.She was crouching beside her, exactly where the woman was squatting in the mirror.The author has something to say: his brother is so scared that he can't speak (?)
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Chapter 22 appeasement, how can it be intimidating and fun, Isabella is a little confused.In her opinion, Dilis, the younger brother who did not hesitate to scare her with an inkwell to make a swan napkin, and used all kinds of low-level pranks to stimulate her, just to repeatedly test the so-called "stress response control mechanism", his own stress response control mechanism has long been far superior to that of others, comparable to monkeys, elves, and squeaky Bigfoot - just shut up for six minutes.…… As for falling out of her chair, as for staring at her new hairstyle with a hellish expression, as for slamming her to the ground?
Or knock her down and then jump up from the ground, pick up the overturned bench and pick up the little crown that fell from her head and tumbled to the ground ("Hell, Dilis, you threw this multicolored broken crown if you have the ability"), and then picked up the curse-swearing coo that fell to the ground, and rushed out the door with a crawl - and slammed the door slammed down with such force that the whole bell tower resounded with a confused "buzz".Isabella swore she had heard the mirror shattering behind the door.Swift and fluid, with a stool, cooing, and a little multicolored crown rolling out of Diris, he rushed up the long black wrought iron staircase in one go, Isabella was caught in his elbow, her stomach was a little uncomfortable, and the scene before her shook in a whirlwind—she felt like she was about to vomit—"Dilis!
Dilis!
”Isabella yelled, waving her little fists and trying to pound his arm: "What are you crazy about—" With a bang, the mechanic who was running around with her slammed open a door.Judging by the piles of books and the starry sky on the ceiling, this is the bedroom.…… Dilis had just run to the bedroom on the top floor of the bell tower in one go?
Before Isabella could recover her strength and recover from a series of conjectures about herself, "So this neurotic is really not in good balance" and "He is just a small cerebellum with an underdeveloped cerebellum", she was thrown out violently.In the field of vision, the tall pile of books with no end in sight turned into a huge inky blue constellation map.But in the blink of an eye, after seeing the huge starry sky on the ceiling, the thrown Goo fell from the apex and landed on the mechanic's soft bed in a parabolic trajectory."
Bang"!
…… It's the same as when she first entered Dilis's bedroom a year ago, and before she could see her surroundings, she accidentally tripped over a pile of books and threw her into the bed.What did she do a year ago?
Oh, and she hadn't let her guard down and adjusted to being a child......
She sees Delith as a mysterious, mature man......
So Isabella immediately jumped up and pretended to be calm and went to touch the weapon under the pillow.But now it's different.Now, Isabella's stomach was a little uncomfortable from Dilis's elbow (which carried her up like a sandbag), her head was slightly dizzy from being shaken, and she had fallen to the ass when she had been knocked to the ground by the cargo in the mirror room on the third floor—though she was squatting when she hadn't fallen, and it wasn't very painful when she fell to the ground—and the Duke lay relaxed on the bed, staring at the starry sky on the ceiling, imagining that it was the starry eyes of Dilis's stupid and underbeaten.She spread her limbs and slapped Delith's second-favorite blanket a few times, rolled her eyes, and finally snorted out of her nose in exasperation.Considering her current age, these "hums" are not an expression of connivance at this stinky brother's snake spirits, but a long list of scolding with bad words.The Duke's patience was never good, and after replacing "scolding" with "hum chirping", she rolled over on the bed, rubbed her stomach and hummed for a long time, but still her anger did not subside, and decided to sit up and rebuke this neurotic - "Dilis, what are you doing......
Hey?
What's wrong?
”The mechanic, who had triggered the honey stress response mechanism because of "shut up for six minutes", was now silently raising his hands, covering his face, and bending down - crouching in the corner of his bedroom, in the middle of several stacks of books, like a giant black plasticine.