Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

"Orange juice represents a childlike heart and a passion for pursuing dreams."

As the wine slowly poured into the stemmed glass, that area that didn't belong to it...

The liquor gradually separated into layers, forming a cocktail with red, orange, and green colors.

416's pupils widened further; she had never seen such a novel and beautiful cocktail!

416's reaction was exactly what Luo Fan had expected.

"Pineapple juice also represents the sweet and sour taste of love and desire."

"Grapefruit represents an elegant and noble status."

"And then there's the allure of the pomegranate, like a beautiful, alluring woman telling you..."

"A Magical Story Is About To Start..."

"If there really was an Eighth Pawnshop in real life, what would you pawn?"

The moment a person's desires are satisfied is the moment they must repay.

Pawnshop No. 8 accepts any item as collateral, including your soul...

Thus, the "Eighth Pawnshop" drink is complete.

Luo Fan stretched his slightly sore fingers and pushed the wine glass towards 416.

"In other words, the moment you step into the pawnshop, there's no turning back. What you want is endless, but what you possess is finite. One day you'll pawn yourself until you have nothing left, including your soul..."

"Alcohol can satisfy our desires, but after satisfying those desires and indulging in a night of madness, it is time to pay the price."

"416, are you really ready?"

But the other party didn't seem to have reacted and remained in a daze.

But she seemed to have heard the whole story...

"Pawn everything? Then, what do I want in return?"

416 suddenly smiled.

"Money? No. Power? No. Status? It doesn't seem like it either..."

"Or perhaps, as tactical dolls, we don't actually have the right to pursue these things at all?"

......

"No, you have it, or rather, from now on you have it."

Luo Fan put a straw into the wine glass, propped his chin up with his hand, and stood opposite 416.

"Since you like to drink to numb yourself, then the effect of this numbness must be something you're pursuing but haven't obtained, something you're filling the void in your heart, right?"

"But thinking about it carefully, it seems I don't lack anything..."

416 took the straw and began to sip gently.

To her surprise, this "Pawnshop No. 8" drink was unexpectedly delicious. The mixture of juice and alcohol tantalized her taste buds and her mind.

"Then let's search slowly. Perhaps one day you'll know what you want?"

"Is this what I want now...?"

416 began to recall her past...

What she pursued, what she wanted to prove, what she wanted to surpass...

From HKM4 to HK416...

What was she trying to prove?

As the liquor gradually went down his throat, 416 began to feel dizzy again.

"Uh, no way...?"

He's drunk again?

"416? 416?"

Luo Fan waved his hand in front of 416, but there was still no reaction.

416's face began to turn bright red, as if blood was about to seep out.

How could Pawnshop No. 8 possibly have something like this?

Any desire can be fulfilled, but at an equal price...

Thinking about it this way, it seems we've been pawning things with Pawnshop No. 8 all along.

One develops desires, seeks to satisfy them, uses one's own means to do so, and ultimately pays an equal price.

However, the cost is not always equal; there are always those who can obtain the greatest benefit with the least cost.

......

She paid a huge price, but what did she gain?

Thinking about it this way, it seems like it makes no sense at all...

Honors, proof of oneself—it all seems like a joke now.

She actually wanted her family more...

Including the man in front of me.

Her vision blurred, and she could only make out a few fingers moving rapidly and the man's slightly worried voice.

For some reason, this made her feel inexplicably noisy...

Is there any way to shut him up?

......

"416, you didn't... um!"

Yes, it happened again...

But this time, it no longer possessed the endless desire and ambition of the past, but rather endless tenderness and tolerance.

She no longer violently demanded everything she wanted from him.

Only after she sorted out her own desires did she realize something...

Rather than proving myself to him, it's better to let him know that I am the strongest and indispensable.

What she really wanted was for him to love her...

To her, he was already an inseparable member of her family.

Perhaps this is why she always wanted to prove herself to him.

Is she afraid of being abandoned? If she doesn't get proof, she might be discarded as a useless tool...

But the man's behavior consistently proved to her that this wasn't the case...

......

Although Luo Fan was surprised, he did not put up any more violent resistance.

How could anyone want to escape such intoxicating tenderness?

Moreover, this is not a product of pathetic desires or a delusional dream.

Then, their lips parted, and a thin, silvery liquid remained attached...

"commander?"

"Ok?"

"I want you. I wonder if pledging myself is enough?"

"Hehe, no need to pawn or redeem, it's free!"

"Yeah......"

She found her own pawnshop, number eight...

It's in her heart.

......

What do you want to pawn?

127 Raging Steel Plate!

After the kiss, 416 fell into a deep sleep due to the aftereffects of the alcohol, and it was inconvenient for Luo Fan to take 416 back to the room of Squad 404, as it would easily wake up the girls.

So the two returned to their apartment and sat on the sofa.

416 nestled in Luo Fan's arms, enjoying a sweet nap. Luo Fan held her like that, trying his best to keep her warm.

However, ViVi was sleeping right next to him...

Why do you feel so weird?

......

Luo Fan couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he just felt something was off.

If ViVi wakes up, will she stare at her with strange eyes?

Or will 416 have a problem with ViVi?

But they had nowhere else to sit...

Forget it, whatever, let it be.

Luo Fan gently stroked 416's long hair, occasionally rubbing it in his hands.

Perhaps 416 really enjoyed the deep kiss before bed. She's sleeping soundly now, like a still, breathing oil painting, a work of art.

But where did Little 9 go?

Luo Fan still doesn't understand.

Xiao 9 probably came out with ViVi, so the most likely place she is now is the dormitory of Squad 404.

"Let's go take a look..."

Luo Fan muttered to himself, took off his cotton coat, placed it under 416 as a pillow, and went to the room of Squad 404.

After all, there's no need to worry about putting 416 back on the bed and covering him with a blanket, or about waking the girls up.

Take a quick look and leave.

......

Just one look...

Luo Fan gently pushed open the door.

It's of good quality and doesn't make any creaking noises.

The room was dark, and I couldn't see what was happening on the bed.

Luo Fan slowly walked to the edge of the bed.

SAT8 and M870 sleep on the outside of the bed.

He then discovered that the two shotgun androids were sleeping with Squad 404, and it seemed that they were getting along quite well after this mission.

Then comes 40... Ah, Little 9 is right here.

He was sleeping in the middle, one hand resting on his 40-year-old face, and the other side was naturally...

Luo Fan walked to the other side of the bed.

Well, Sister 45 is still the same as always, except that she also got her face slapped by Little 9.

but......

Why is there a green ring around the bottom of Sister 45's head?

hiss......

A little curious.

Luo Fan reached out towards the blanket.