I have a lot of wings

"Huh?" Rorschach suddenly saw her left side, Esthers was standing there with a collar.

Esther raised his hands, as if he wanted to put the collar on him.

At this moment, Esthers was showing an intoxicating expression with blushing cheeks, his legs closed and twisted, as if he had just gone there once.

After seeing Rorschach turned her head to look at her, she "cut" and showed a pity.

Rorschach: "...

239 What the hell did Esther do?(This chapter has been modified, please refresh and watch)

Rorschach did not expect her body to be in an unprepared posture during video chats.

He was almost put on a collar by Esther, which was so dangerous.

As soon as his mind moved, the collar on Esther's hand broke and fell to the floor of the dining room.

"It's a pity."

Asides showed a "what a pity" look.

Rorschach looked at her blankly and sighed:

"Facing you, I really can't relax at all."

"Oh? I always think we match up pretty well, why don't the collars work? When you put them on me before, didn't you look very enjoyable?"

Esdes looked at Rorschach teasingly.

"..." Rorschach glanced at Chelsea, but fortunately, sister Qi hadn't recovered yet.

Esthers can speak without words, dare to say anything, not taboo at all, and don't care what others think.

And he... his face is still relatively thin.

"I think," Rorschach said: "You should need to take a bath now."

He really obeyed Esther's behavior.

Taking advantage of the gap where his consciousness was not here, I wanted to put a collar on him, and went there once with excitement before he did it...

Although Rorschach did not see her through the perspective, her nose was very sensitive, and she could smell a little bit and judge her state.

After all, he had smelled it many times, and he had already remembered the smell of Esther.

"Well, it's really uncomfortable to be sticky." Esters nodded.

"Right," she asked curiously: "You two, how did you start to stay here just now?"

"The system has opened a new function that can project the scenery around two or more chat objects into each other's consciousness to complete face-to-face communication on the illusory level."

Rorschach did not hide it, explaining:

"I was experiencing this function just now. The consciousness did not dominate the body, but looked at other places, so I was in a daze."

"It's okay to just go over to chat? It's really unnecessary."

Esdes curled his lips and commented unceremoniously.

She bent down a little, picked up the broken collar on the ground, showing a pity:

"Really, I still prefer this toy... Forget it, I'll go now, there are still things to be done on the assassination unit."

With that, she got up and walked outside the restaurant.

At this moment, Chelsea just consciously withdrew from the video chat, looked around, blinked, as if he hadn't recovered.

When she saw Esther walking towards her, she subconsciously stepped aside.

"Remember to take a bath." Rorschach shouted.

"How about...you lick it clean for me?"

Esther looked back, looked at him, and eagerly proposed.

"...Go away." Rorschach blurted out.

"Pretend to be serious. You will do it sooner or later."

Esters left with a regretful expression.

She really doesn't cooperate, she still wants to experience the fun of being an S in Rorschach.

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Chelsea looked at Rorschach suspiciously:

"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"If you can understand it with a sentence or two, I should admire you instead."

Rorschach looked at Chelsea and shook her head:

"Nothing, don't talk about this. Sit down and have breakfast together."

He clapped his hands, and soon the maid came in and brought a new meal.

Chelsea was not here for dinner, and asked directly:

"When are you looking for Sheila?"

"What's the rush?" Rorschach took a bite of the toast. "Sheila has returned to the capital and can't run. Compared with this, let me first see who the newcomer is this time."

While talking, he was manipulating the system phone.

Turning to the list of friends in the group, he saw two new nicknames.

Pray.

The Fallen Saint Black Cat of Chiba.

Rorschach stopped chewing on the bread.

Uh...this one is too easy to recognize, right?

It's so straightforward.

Qiqi is naturally no stranger to him, after all, "Crown of Sin" is his homework.

Although the otaku is very ruthless and has no ethics, it is shameless to change a wife a day, but he still remembers the pseudo-sanwu girl with pink hair...or the singer.