Alien's Two-dimensional Beautiful Girl's Great Summon

It's a simple figure...

It's Fett Testrosa...

Or Fett T. Harawin...

Who am I...

...

What is the answer...

do not know……

...

He raised his head stupidly and looked into the room...

Look at this room belonging to a teenager, look at the room simply decorated by the teenager...

All kinds of posters, all kinds of hanging pictures, all kinds of unknown cartoon characters...

Without myself...

There is no one among Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha...

Why is it so?

Doesn't he like me very much? He likes Fett very much...

So, why, there is nothing related...

doubt……

Puzzled...

Through everything before, the girl has understood that the teenager loves her and Fett...

So, now there is nothing related to the room, which is obviously very strange...

So, the girl jumped down...

Jumped off the computer desk and stood relaxed on the floor...

Nothing...

The girl didn't care why she didn't have anything at all, but looked at a box in a corner of the room...

Quickly ran over, and several young girls who were as light as a swallow jumped onto the cardboard box very easily.Opened this dusty carton...

Yes, here are...

There are a lot of things about the magical girl Lyrical Nanoha, and there are a lot of paintings and posters about Fett...

However, all are in a broken state...

These are all torn apart...

This is the wreckage, the cemetery...

Chapter Three She and Him (3)

The petite golden girl, standing on the cardboard box, looking at the wreckage in the box, silently trance...

A lighter, jumped into the box and saw everything...

Posters, paintings, calendars...

A lot of things, all of them are homes...

All this is a house with a golden girl...

It's just that they are all in a broken state now...

Seeing all this, the girl understood why there was no other girl-related things in the room...

...

Once again, he jerked, jumped out of the cardboard box, and closed the box again...

The girl's heart is heavy, because, now that those are broken...

So as the only existence now, will she also be damaged by unknown reasons in the future?

do not know……

Reluctant to think about...

Silently returned to the place where he should be, quietly changed back to a non-moving figure, the girl's consciousness fell into a deep sleep...

...

...

The consciousness gradually awakened...

To be precise, it was awakened...

I opened my eyes, although my body still couldn't move.But the girl also saw the scene in the room now...

The owner of the girl, that ordinary-looking boy.Now being reprimanded by an obviously older woman...

Through the dialogue, the girl understood two things.

First, this woman is the mother of a teenager.

Second, now, the boy is being scolded by his mother because he used his first salary to buy the figure.That is, the girl herself, and did not choose what to buy for his parents...

And now, the reprimand seems to be about to end.

"Oh~you kid..."

The teenager's mother seemed to say enough, and finally shook her head helplessly, sighed, and left...

After his mother left, the boy raised his head again, sitting at the computer desk with a depressed look.

He stroked the girl with his fingers, or Fett's head in his eyes.Whispering to himself...

"Why do I have to be like other children from other families. I have to use my first salary to buy something for my parents. Isn't it wrong to not do this? Huh~! The child next door, someone else's My child has always been like this since he was a child, and he has grown up to work, and still be like this. A nightmare..."

The girl listened to the boy's complaints, but she didn't understand them.She only knew that the young man's fingers were touching her little head, making her very comfortable...

...

...

"Hey~!!! This is the figure you bought Amin, it is Fett, as I thought."

"Isn't that nonsense, as my destiny, the buyer is of course the first to buy it~!!!"

In the room, the owner of the girl, Aqi, who was called "Amin" by another boy, answered naturally.

In this regard, another young man who was a head taller than the boy had such an expression.

Obviously, I can sit in the room with the teenager and chat so easily.The two must be very close friends.

This is how the girl understands...

"But, my mother gave me a severe training. Although I won't tear up my hand-mades like those hanging paintings as before. But my mother also warned me and said that I can't buy anymore. Other figures are done..."

With a bitter look on the boy's face, his friend chuckled.

"Hehe, that's great. You know, my mother won't let me buy it. I don't dare to buy a figure at home now..."

"Oh..."*2

The two sighed together, seeming to sigh for the same situation of the two of them...

"Don't talk about it, Fahai, are you still there to help now? How about you quickly change jobs? Although you are a relative of your family, but you are so busy, there is no rest time at all. And the salary is still this. Low, I think, you still changed it?"

Facing the boy's persuasion, the boy's friend also smiled helplessly.

"Well, I will consider it. But even if you want to change it, you have to wait until next year. Otherwise, it's hard to say, after all, it's a relative..."

"You can figure it out, I just remind you."

...

The teenagers are chatting, the girls are listening...

In this way, time passed mercilessly...

In a blink of an eye, it is already New Year...

In other words, the so-called Spring Festival in this country of teenagers...

The young girl is now held in the palm of the hand by the young man, wiping gently with her fingers...

"It's the Chinese New Year. Wipe the figure. Although there is no dust, the cleaning work is also needed. After all, there is only one, and it will not be tired after a wipe..."

Although for teenagers, this is just ordinary cleaning work done by wiping hands...

But for girls, this is not so simple...

Just because the girl is completely unconscious now...

I passed out because of my shyness...

Although it is a wiping hand, since it is clean as a whole, it is basically.The girl must be touched up and down...

After all, the boy doesn't know that his hand, that is, the girl, has a touch...

Therefore, on the night before the Spring Festival, the girl ushered in the first Spring Festival with the boy in a coma...

...

The teenager has gone to bed, after all, it is 3 or 4 in the morning, and it is already late.

However, the sound of firecrackers outside the house is endless, still crackling non-stop...

After all, it's the Spring Festival...

The girl sighed...

The girl hugged her legs, leaning on the mouse and keyboard behind her, sitting on the glass mirror of the computer desk.Silently watching the sleeping boy...

The current girl has recovered from her shy state, after all, the teenager does not know that she feels touch.I don’t know that she has her own consciousness, so the girl just let it go after complaining in her heart...

Sitting quietly, the girl remembered the inaudible voice before the boy fell asleep...

"Good night, fitter sauce..."

It is impossible for a teenager to know that a girl has her own consciousness...

But even so, the boy still said...

The girl chuckled, although she couldn't make a sound, but the girl now...

Looking at the asleep boy, he said silently with his small mouth that couldn't make a sound...

'Good night, master!'

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The ruthless time is constantly being lost, and the girl has accompanied the boy for year after year...

The boy has also grown from a slightly immature boy to the tired youth now...

The changes in the youth are seen in the eyes and ears of the young girls...

Because teenagers often sit at the computer desk and talk to themselves.

In other words, I vented myself, vented the sadness and helplessness in life...

And from the beginning to the end, the girl who has been placed in front of the computer desk is also listening day after day...

Witnessing the changes and growth of young people...

Eight years, fleeting...

Once a teenager, now a youth, how many eight years does he have?

The girl didn't know...