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Lilith felt a little boring on April 1st-she thought she could see a more girlish expression on Chiba Yu's face~

Forget it.

Shrugged, Lilith had nothing to say on April 1st.

——The conversation between the girls does not apply to her, and it does not seem to apply to Chiba Yu.

But ah...

still have a question!

On April 1st, Lilith felt that Twitter was boring, so she put down her phone and looked at Chiba Yu.

She watched Chiba Yu finish eating the sandwich in her hand slowly, then smiled and offered her milk.

Then she asked abruptly: "Yu likes Kira?"

"Cough...cough..." Chiba Yu was choked by the milk, turned her head and stared at Lilith on April 1st with her mouth flushed, why does this person always like to say something suddenly? Strange words?

Although this is true.

Chiba Yu didn't understand why Lilith asked that on April 1, frowning and trying to interpret the meaning behind the question.

If you think about it according to common sense, is it she too?...

"Don't don't don't." On April 1, Lilith saw through Chiba Yu's thoughts. Before she could see the scrutiny and speculation in her eyes, she smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, I can't handle Kira."

Chiba Yu looked at Lilith on April 1st dubiously.

"But I like Kira!" Lilith announced with a smile on April 1. After seeing Chiba Yu's expression "Sure enough", she smiled even more happily.

"After all, Kira is very fun, that's the one..." Lilith put on a meticulous expression on April 1, with a cold face and an unpredictable look with her eyebrows lowered-she was imitating Kira Kira.

After a while, she regained her original expression, "He always has this face, and he takes everything seriously. He doesn't get angry when he is angry. He can't wait to kill everyone with the low pressure, how cute!~"

"But let's just fall in love."

On April 1st, Lilith’s blue eyes narrowed into two crescent crescents with a smile: “After all, I can only imagine a scene where we are sitting in the basement and discussing whom to kill. Maybe we have to take time to talk to ourselves. You’re jealous~"

"So I'm not the point." Lilith concluded on April 1, and then smiled and asked the question she really wanted to ask: "What would you want if Yuu got the marionette? Kira?"

"of course not."

Chiba Yu shook his head, with a natural look.

It is true that maybe she wanted it most in the world but couldn't ask for it, and indeed only Kira-kun was right.

but--

"Does Miss April 1 like the moon?" Chiba Yu interrupted Lilith's question about April 1st and asked with a smile.

On April 1, Lilith nodded without thinking: "Of course I like it!"

"I like it too." Chiba Yu laughed, and his usual expressionless face was freshened by a smile: "I like the moon, because as long as it is a sunny night, I can definitely see it. I tried to catch up when I was a kid. The moon, but found it is only in the sky, I can't catch up."

"So?" Lilith motioned to her to continue on April 1st-where is the relationship between the two?

"If the moon ran towards me one day, would the moon still be the original moon?"

"If the moon rushes towards you, the earth will be over." Lilith said in a puzzled manner on April 1, but she also understood what Chiba Yu wanted to say.

She put on an expression of "subway, old man, cell phone", "So if Kira likes you, you don't like Kira? What's wrong?"

Chiba Yu was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Is it still like the controlled one?"

"...That's true."

On April 1st, Lilith curled her lips and stopped talking.

If the same question is thrown to her, she will give a similar answer-but if she imagines that she can't ask for it, and can only look from a distance, then she will try it secretly-yes, she will be righteous and awe-inspiring Say "Of course I don't do that, like stealing it is what you like!" Then secretly, with guilt and struggle in a certain late night... Give it a try.

Of course, if the subject is Kira, forget it.

——On April 1st, Miss Lilith finally squeezed into Kira Yoshikage’s social circle and became the "not killed" type of person.

A hotel in Sendai

Hirose Sisi got up very early today.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt that the cloudy day outside the window was extremely pleasing to the eye, the heating temperature in the room was suitable, and the water left by the bed last night was sweet.

She lifted the quilt and got out of the bed, her skinny legs swayed on the ground, and then stood firm.

What Hirose Sisi got was not a pair of "restoring legs", but "the ability to walk"-which allowed her to skip the rehabilitation process.

She stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and the touch on the soles of her feet was a warmth that she hadn't felt in more than ten years.Perhaps this feeling was too long, and she even thought it was a little strange.

"How about, I didn't lie to you?" The puppet appeared at the right time, sitting on the window sill and looking at Hirose Sisi.

Then he asked: "How does it feel to stand up?"

"Very good." Hirose Sisi quickly answered, and the guilt and struggle in the dream disappeared from the moment he opened his eyes.

The marionette is right. She who can get everything, does not need emotions such as "guilt", "unease" and "fear".

Now, she only needs to stay here for another 3 days, and then leave Sendai City.

For only 3 days, she can stay away from home.

"Anything you want to get back?" The marionette asked with a smile.

Their dialogue is no longer full of suspicion and inducement, nor reservations and hostility—they have reached a consensus.

"What to get back?"

Hirose Sisi looked at the marionette with a smile, and her shoulder-length hair shook with her slightly tilted head: "Buy it in a new place. Where do you want to go? Kansai? Or Tokyo? Maybe? You can go abroad, but it takes a while to get a passport."

"It's okay, Sisi decides on her own."

The marionette was very satisfied-Hirose Sisi had tasted the sweetness, and she must have been unable to refuse it anymore.

"Then go to Tokyo first, I have always wanted to go to Tokyo." Hirose Sisi smiled and made up his mind, and stepped on her skinny legs to boil water for herself.

She swept to the wheelchair at the end of the bed and curled her lips in disgust.In a second, she put down the kettle and pushed the wheelchair to the door-she had to throw away this obstructive thing.

Thinking about it, Hirose Sisi opened the door.

"Ah, Miss Hirose, it's been a long time since I saw you. You opened the door as soon as I was about to knock. You must think I should come too."