Miss Tangerine, start from the love development game

Then--

Su Youzi seemed to suddenly remember something.

She thought back to the prophecy that Shenkui Tong had made to herself, and thought back to... the portrait of the young girl in the recruitment pool of the Grand Duke, who was walking towards the red tide step by step.

"correct--"

"Sister Rafael..."

Su Youzi's tone was suddenly extremely solemn.

"Huh?" The Grand Duke smelled Su Youzi's seriousness.

"If one day—"

"if--"

"I mean if—"

"Blood-stained cumulus clouds covered the sky and blocked the sun."

"The blood-colored crack seems to tear the sky apart, as if it wants to tear the earth apart."

"The whole world is full of holes."

"A bloody red tide engulfs the land."

"Countless aliens—"

"The aliens who died...ever since the war between humans and disasters, all the dead aliens and disaster beasts..."

"They all roared out like undead awakened from purgatory."

"by that time--"

"Sister Raphael, please don't panic—"

"Please don't feel... that you are the last capable person in the world, and that you are alone... to die."

"I am still here--"

When Su Youzi said 'I'm still here', Liudmila gently held her hand.

She suddenly felt a change.

A change from Su Youzi.

If it is said that Su Yuzi used to be always vicious and joking, it seemed that the whole world was just a game.

Then the Su Yuzi in front of her——

Lyudmila suddenly felt... the girl had a predestined... 'savior' like temperament.

"Is that the future that Yuzu sees?" The Grand Duke looked at Su Yuzi.

"Just take it as it is." The solemnity on Su Youzi's face disappeared, and she obediently let Liudmila fasten her bathrobe for herself and sit in the wheelchair.

Liudmila pushed Su Youzi away.

And Su Yuzi... just waved her right hand without looking back, "Ciao~~"

In the distance, there was a soft discussion between Liudmila and Su Youzi.

"That's goodbye in Italian...Yuzu-senpai."

"Ahhh...then what should I do?"

"It's okay, Sister Rafael..." Lyudmila was stunned suddenly, and then...a smile slowly appeared on her face, "Sister Raphael can understand."

"As long as it's not English."

"Sister Raphael is a pure-blood Maginot descendant...as long as it is not English, it must be fine..."