18, Miss Watson month(1/2)
18, Miss Watson
[Think carefully, Lilim should be clearer about what she is about Lu Mingfei at this time]
【Judge the type first, then determine the value】
【1, Love】
【2~5, Fear】
【6~8, worship】
【9, Faith】
【10, Chaos Super Expansion】
【1d10=8】
【It's not in love...it seems to be the worship type】
【Specific worship level is-】
【1d1001d100 (Complementary of Lu Mingfei's previous actions)=2893=121】
[It seems that I have seen a lot of worship and corrections from the incident just now]
【So--】
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"I hope you can create (written) London in this world of nursery rhymes."
After Lilim expressed her request for Andersen, she immediately turned to look at Lu Mingfei.
Obviously, she wanted to see the next instructions on Lu Mingfei's face - such as whether to explain why she made this somewhat jumping request.
But Lu Mingfei just yawned.
"Well... I suddenly became a little sleepy. I felt that some rules set by nursery rhymes were at work. Once the matter was handled, we would go back to bed."
Lu Mingfei seemed to have thought of something, instinctively showed a sad expression, and couldn't help but sigh: "Tomorrow, class will be held tomorrow...Oh hey."
When you mention the words in class, your mind is clear and your brain is wide and painful.
"Sure enough, I still have to find a way to skip classes or something. Speaking of Harry Potter's original work, I'm not interested in the content of the class."
Lilim nodded, indicating that she understood.
Obviously, Lu Mingfei must have realized why he asked Andersen to write about London in 1888.
No, it should be said that when Lilim mentioned before that he wanted to find a writer-based hero, Lu Mingfei had already planned to do this. It was because he had already expected it and promised his own behavior that he was so uninterested.
Lilim, as Party A, quickly wrote her request to Andersen.
After seeing it, Andersen frowned: "You...wait, are you asking me, a fairy tale writer to write a suspense and reasoning story? You are too embarrassing!"
Lilim looked at Lu Mingfei again, and nodded slightly, then looked at Andersen:
"Just write, don't ask so much. Since you are not motivated, we don't have high requirements for you. You just need to add London to this stage barrier as a fairy tale writer through the method of 'writing stories'."
"It's said it's a stage barrier, but it's already a different world, another universe... Tsk, it's all right, then I'll do it at will. No matter what the result is, you can't blame me!"
Although his body looked like a child, his voice was unexpectedly mature, and Andersen, who was unexpectedly full of magnetism, accepted the job cursedly.
As for Lu Mingfei?
Lu Mingfei was really sleepy, and a feeling of sleepiness that even made Lu Mingfei, who was used to staying up late, felt a little strange. He really yawned and wanted to sleep.
This feeling is too in line with the physiological habits of normal children, so that Lu Mingfei is a little uncomfortable, and even said that Andersen said before leaving:
"Oh by the way, I don't have to go to class tomorrow. You will have to organize your luggage and learn about the school one day. If you have anything missing, you can buy it in the town."
Unlike the cursing tone, Mr. Andersen may have been surprised that he is very serious about his work he has taken?
The closer he got to the dormitory, the more Lu Mingfei felt that he had a fight with his eyes, and he didn't even look at his roommates carefully - but they were all acquaintances.
Lu Mingfei, Lilim, Fran, Olga Mary, except for Mordred who was assigned to other academies, the temporary protagonists were all gathered.
Now that Lu Mingfei is too lazy to care about the "original work" or "original work".
Sleepy.
Got asleep.
If you have something to do, get up tomorrow.
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Lilim is struggling with one thing.
Seeing Lu Mingfei lying on the bed, he immediately slept like a dead pig. Lilim was very confused whether to take her to take her to take a shower like this.
Lilim must have to take a shower herself. It would be better to say that for her who was released from the cage this morning, there are too many novel things waiting for her to experience.
Of course there is bathing.
As for Lu Mingfei who was already asleep on the bed...
【1, take her to take a shower】
【2, Forget it, let her sleep and go take a shower by herself】
【1d2=1】
Lilim thought about it carefully for a long time and looked at Fran, who was already stripped naked on the side and Olga Mary, who looked embarrassed when she was wrapped in a towel next to her.
Lilim snapped her fingers: "Fran, take him with you."
"oh!"
Fran stuffed the bathtub in his hand into Olgamarie's arms, and then raised Lu Mingfei with both hands in a posture that seemed to be a strong man lifting weight. Then the few of them entered a careful bathtub that was built in each dormitory with interest.
While Lilim was in high spirits, she did not forget someone.
She glanced at the bathroom door where there was nothing at first glance.
"Don't you come together?"
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No response.
Lilim sighed: "Okay, come here quickly. You are the only adult at least. Come and help us take a bath."
The air twisted, and after hesitating for a while, the witch Kikyo, who had tidied up her off clothes, also entered the bathroom.
Lilim couldn't help but tickled again: "Your clothes have become magical, and they won't be dirty."
There is nothing to describe the bathing process.
After all, Lu Mingfei did not wake up.
The only thing worth mentioning is Lu Mingfei's current strange body posture, which clearly looks like a doll with a spherical joint, allowing you to feel the touch of flesh and blood when touched.
Other than that.
"Do you have no special feelings for yourself? Where does your last memory stop in your impression?"
Lilim suddenly spoke.
Obviously, only Kikyo was present to understand what she was asking without any end.
Kikyo was silent for a moment. The demon-breaking witch girl answered Lilim's question in a calm tone: "I only remember that I sealed Inuyasha... and that I am Kikyo, and the task is to protect the four souls jade. I can't remember everything else. I vaguely remember that I have a sister, but I can't remember what she looks like. Although I remember that I sealed Inuyasha, I can't remember why I sealed Inuyasha... I should know Inuyasha very well, right?"
"Maybe." Lilim didn't raise her head, so she found a sponge and carefully cleaned up the inside of Lu Mingfei's current spherical joints.
"I remember that I knew Inuyasha very well, but I couldn't remember the specific content of "remembering". Everything was vague... Am I really that witch Kikyo?"
"Of course not. You are a clone independent of Jack the Ripper. But because of this adult's ability, you have gained a personality from "Kekitokami" - but the power of this adult's ability is that even if I tell you the truth, you lack a sense of reality about the fact that 'I am not Kiko', right?"
Platycodon was silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, and a few strands of wet long hair fell on his chest:
"It's incredible. Even though I know it's a false memory, I still feel that my existence is so real."
Platycodon leaned against the edge of the bathtub and stretched out his hand from the water with a little temperature, staring at his palm:
"I can't tell you clearly what your power is, but as long as I want to use it, it seems that I can use it naturally like breathing, and there is no wavering in my heart..."
"That's probably because this adult thinks that 'Kekito' is like this...will you help us?"
"...I don't know what I should do next, and I will help you before I find what I want to do."
"What if you died in the process?"
"Then don't worry about what you should do." Kikyo's voice was very calm.
Lilim finally relaxed completely as if she had finally confirmed something, and she sank into the warm and comfortable bath water-
Suddenly, Kikyo came to Lilim's side.
"...why are you doing?" Lilim said vaguely in the water.
"I just want to take care of you. Didn't you say I was an independent clone from Jack? Then you are my master, so it's natural for me to take care of you?"
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To be continued...