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"Black Swan hopes that Xing can trust Gold Dust, or trust her more, and see the truth from Gold Dust. This will lead them to the deeper secrets behind Pinocchio."

"Black Swan promised to protect Xing and will stay by her side in the form of a meme. Once Xing has obtained more information from Gold Dust, he will send her back to her companions."

"After careful consideration, Xing decided to agree to Shajin's suggestion. Shajin was very satisfied with her choice, but at the same time, he hoped Xing would not disappoint him."

“Come on—this way, please.”

"Gold Sand led Xing to a small room not far away. In the corridor, Gold Sand suddenly said, "Hey, by the way, I think I said something after that... what was it?"

"The two of them stopped in front of a door."

““We’re here, behind this door. Hold your breath and wait and see—””

"Xing slowly pushed the door open. With a heavy "creak," boundless darkness surged in like a tide. She subconsciously tensed her shoulders, but behind her, she heard Shajin's smiling whisper."

"Oh, I finally remember... my friend! After that, we played a fun game," Gold Dust said slowly, "Look, this moment is just like that moment... isn't it?"

"The light in the room spreads out like ripples, and gold dust gently pushes away the bubbles of memory before my eyes."

"Look, my friend. The game has begun." Sand Gold's voice was soft, as soft as the sigh of a gambler at the last turn of the roulette wheel. "Make me a deal you can't refuse."

"When they arrived at the Dream Pond, Xing's body suddenly froze."

"Her pupils trembled violently, like a candle flame torn by a strong wind."

"Mockingbird lay in the Dreaming Pool, a look of agony on her face, her long hair spread out like withered waterweed. The hideous wound on her chest glowed a strange purple, as if someone had forcibly ripped a hole in the most perfect tapestry."

“There is no reason… and no room for maneuver.”

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Sword Art Online.

"How could it be... Another one died!"

Asuna covered her mouth, her long chestnut hair swaying slightly as her shoulders trembled. She subconsciously grasped Kirito's sleeve, her fingertips twisting until they turned white.

Kirito frowned, closed his eyes, and tried to recall the fragments about the robin. But unlike the firefly, there were still some fragmentary clues for speculation about the firefly, but this robin lady...

"Did she also die at the hands of memes? But why did the robin appear in the original dream?"

There are so many doubts... It is understandable that Firefly came to the original dream and was reluctant to leave, because her goal was the watchmaker's legacy, but could it be that the world-famous robin also came for the legacy?

A chilly evening breeze lashed against the windowpanes, adding a chill to the night. Asuna wrapped the blanket tighter around her. "Mr. Sunday's sister was murdered, and he certainly wouldn't sit idly by. Could someone have killed his sister on purpose to provoke him? Or... is someone trying to stop the Harmony Ceremony?"

"We can't rule out these possibilities." Kirito took a breath, "But the key is, if it is confirmed that Robin died at the hands of Meme, it would be like hanging a knife over the heads of everyone in Pinocchio."

"Even the famous star Robin died... Once this news gets out, the family will be completely finished."

Chapter 357: Pinocchio (Forty-six)

Fate.

"Oh? Another one died?"

Gilgamesh sat lazily in his chair, his fingertips tapping gently on the golden cup filled with fine wine, and he admired with interest the trace of pain that remained on the robin's face.

"That mad dog is quite interesting. It even bit its own owner to death." Gilgamesh narrowed his scarlet eyes. "I wonder what expression he had on his face that Sunday, haha..."

Kotomine Kirei stood in the shadows, and a deep voice came from behind the King of Heroes: "No, it seems that this memory domain meme has nothing to do with the family. It may be——"

"Kirei." Gilgamesh took a sip of his wine and interrupted coldly, "Don't tell me you're going to launch into another one of those utterly ridiculous conspiracy theories of yours."

"You first speculated that Grand Duke Hellfire was the mastermind behind this, playing a grand chess game, but in the end, he was crushed to death by Huang Quan like a roadside insect. Every development at Pinocchio was beyond your expectations... Your conspiracy theory is not ridiculous."

"Yes." Kirei stroked the cross on his chest and slowly lowered his head.

"Kirei, you don't need to speculate about Pinocchio's dream. Just appreciate it."

Gilgamesh chuckled softly, his golden earrings swaying slightly as he moved. "I'm quite fond of that Fool now. That woman's appearance makes this slaughter much more interesting. I really want to see her send more and more people to this primordial dreamland... and fight with that mad dog. Perhaps it would be more interesting than the bastards' fighting arena."

-

"Meanwhile, on the other side..."

"Sunday was standing alone on the street at golden hour, gazing at the floating theater in the distance."

“…”

"Accompanied by his long sigh, a familiar voice came from behind him."

"The dead robin reappeared: "Brother, I'm back."

Sunday put on a more relaxed tone: "…Welcome back. How are the preparations for the performance going?"

"It's okay, don't worry." The robin nodded gently.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Ri's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Well, this is not good... You are the pride of the family. Don't let those unnecessary emotions affect your perfect voice."

"I... understand." The robin changed his tone to one of concern. "Brother, you look a little depressed... What happened? Is it about the guests who received the invitation from the 'Watchmaker'?"

"Yes, I received a report... 'Death' took some of them. Perhaps under orders. Oh, sorry. I forgot you just returned and probably didn't know about this." Sunday lowered his eyes. "Since some time ago, the nightmare called 'Death' has descended upon Pinocchio. It attacks people indiscriminately, bringing spiritual death to everyone equally..."

"But in the beautiful dream constructed by the family, no misfortune should happen. It seriously disrupted the order and peace of the dream... How hateful."

"The robin said worriedly, 'This has happened. Did someone get murdered again?'"

“Well, there are two. A stowaway, and…” Sunday closed his eyes, “…you.”

"That's enough, fool. Your actions chill me to the bone."

"At some point, the robin behind him had transformed into a black-haired girl with twintails. Hanabi smiled and praised him, "You're very perceptive, chicken-wing boy."

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Fullmetal Alchemist.

"This bastard woman..." Edward's mechanical armor made a harsh friction sound. "She actually transformed into a sister in front of her brother. This joke is really too much!" He took a deep breath. "If she were here, I would definitely punch her disgusting face to pieces!"

Alphonse's armored hand gently pressed down on his brother's shoulder. "Calm down, brother. The Masked Fool is just like that..."

"What do you mean by 'that's what's going on'? She should know about the robin thing, right? Taking pleasure in other people's pain... As expected, the family shouldn't have invited the Masked Fool from the beginning. These people are simply here to disrupt things."

"When she sent Xing and Liuying into the primordial dream, she didn't care if this action would kill them! The Fools are simply a bunch of lunatics!"

"The Fools are here to fan the flames and instigate the situation," Alphonse said. "But, brother, think about it carefully. The Fool is also a double-edged sword. Although she puts Firefly and Xing in danger, she also brings them one step closer to the truth about Pinocchio."

"Alphonse, so what you're saying is... this double-edged sword is going to hit Sunday?"

"It's just a possibility." Alphonse's voice echoed hollowly within his armor. "But what is clear is that with Mockingbird dead, the Harmony Festival will likely be difficult to hold smoothly. Once this news spreads throughout Pinocchio, it will likely cause quite a stir. How to resolve this matter is probably Mr. Sunday's most pressing concern."

-

Sunday slowly turned back: "The Ode to Harmony is true—'The words of a fool begin with folly and end with wicked arrogance'... Please go back, His dream does not welcome you."

"Hey, don't be so serious! You're quoting scriptures so seriously! Why are you so serious?" Hanabi said with a smile. "I just want to ask - at this point, your family still won't take action? Your poor sister has already died, you know?"

Hanabi's tone gradually turned colder: "You...don't you want to avenge her?"

“Sunday looked aside and said, ‘It is not yet time. When the appointed day comes, I will judge with justice.’”

"Hanabi's eyes lit up, and she praised him repeatedly, "Impressive, you can even tolerate this! You're such a cold-blooded fellow. Hey, maybe we could get along?" Hanabi hooked her finger, "How about this? I can attend various events on your sister's behalf—you surely don't want people to know... that the Harmony Festival can no longer be held, right?"

Sunday turned away with a look of disgust: "The family has its own arrangements. Don't use your deceitful tongue to defile my dear sister, fool."

Hanabi pouted, looking hurt. "Okay, okay. I just wanted to say... if you need anything, I'm always here to help you. Who could resist a boy who nails chicken wings?"

"After saying that, Hanabi left with a smile on her face."

“No need. The murderer has already been exposed by His light. It won’t be long before he falls to the ground because of his own scheme.”

“If he does not turn back, then his sword will be sharpened and his bow will be strung, so that the evil done by the wicked may return upon his own head.”

“Sunday looked up at the neon-lit night in his dream: ‘Then those who do not love and fear God will realize that they are mere mortals and will go to Hades…’”

“…And I will be His vanguard, personally announcing the good news (and attending your funeral)—[Watchmaker]”

Chapter 358: Eternal Rondo (I)

"Memory is like the deep sea. Never gaze upon it on a starless night."

"The halo of light from the crystal chandelier flowed across the dance floor, dyeing the ground into a honey-colored lake. The black swan walked gracefully on the ripples of light, its purple veil fluttering with its steps, like the last ray of sunset glow that refused to dissipate in the twilight."

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Her voice was like silk soaked in moonlight, very soft."

Huang Quan raised his head, looked at her blankly, and shook his head slightly.

"Then..." Black Swan's fingertips brushed across her lips and she extended a hand to her, "Would you like to dance with me?"

Huang Quan was silent for a moment, then he finally reached out and gently placed his hand on her palm.

"..."

"The music changes perfectly, and the violin melody wraps around my toes like taffy."

"Two slender figures formed a perfect composition in the center of the dance floor. Black Swan's right hand intertwined with hers, lightly spinning and separating. She circled behind Huang Quan like a wisp of purple smoke, her hands moving upwards like snakes."

"I've been eyeing her for a long time, and tonight is the first time I've invited her out. A 'Sea Ranger', just as mysterious as the rumors say. A bit noble..."

"Her gloved fingertips brushed Huang Quan's wrist, then her sleeve, pausing delicately at her elbow, as if waiting for the rhythm of the music. When her palm finally touched her shoulder, a gentle tap not only drew Huang Quan's attention back, but also drew the attention of the entire ballroom to their intertwined figures."

“A bit dull.”

-

Kobayashi's Dragon Maid.

"Oh oh oh-"

Inside the rental house, Xiaolin, Thor, and Kanna could hardly help but widen their eyes.

"Xiao Lin Xiao Lin! Let's do that dance together!" Thor jumped onto the sofa, his golden pupils fixed on the black swan and Miss Huang Quan dancing gracefully in the sky, his face full of envy and anticipation. "It will be great if we do that dance together!"

"T-Thor... stop joking." Xiao Lin frantically adjusted his glasses. "The reason I dance so well isn't just because of my dancing style. My looks and figure are impeccable. And look at me..."

Years of working as a programmer had left Xiaolin practically numb. She'd never exercised, and her only hobbies were drinking beer after get off work and discussing maids. A boring, ordinary office worker like her was a far cry from the glamorous life of Pinocchio.

Dancing in sexy and beautiful clothes or something...

Xiaolin lowered his head.

…a certain conspicuous area is completely flat.

"Forget it, Thor."

"We can't just let it go!" Thor buried his head deeper, his big tail slapping the sofa. She raised her head, a blush on her face, "In my mind, Xiaolin is the most perfect! Xiaolin who dances is definitely the most-the-cutest!"

Xiao Lin smiled with relief: "Thank you, Thor, but——"

"Lord Thor, Lord Thor." Kanna suddenly tugged at Thor's maid skirt, opened her watery blue eyes, and said seriously: "I can also dance with Lord Thor!" As she said that, she stood on tiptoe and turned around, and the cat pattern on her little white socks turned around as well.

"Ah~" Thor squatted down and poked Kanna's chubby little face, "We have to wait until Kanna grows to..." His finger moved to his dragon horn, "This height is the only way~"

-

“But the Patrol isn’t the only hunter in the night hunt.”

"Black Swan's fingertips suddenly brushed across Huang Quan's profile, like a sharp feather, tracing along her jawline—it was an incredibly intimate gesture, like two wisteria vines entwined in the moonlight. But Huang Quan quickly twisted away, putting some distance between them again."

"Black Swan's fingertips suddenly tightened their grip, and with a swift, sliding step, she pulled Huang Quan into her embrace. The purple gauze drew a smooth arc in the air, like a curtain falling at night. The moment Huang Quan lost her balance, her lower back landed firmly in Black Swan's arms—that black-gloved hand pressed against her spine with irresistible force."

"From this distance, you're even more charming than you look."

"The Black Swan hooked its arm and gently pulled the backward Huang Quan up. Their movements spun like intertwined wings, creating ripples of soft light under the lights on the dance floor."

“She too has come for the watchmaker’s legacy. There’s no doubt that in this game, everyone lies.”

"In the next spin, Black Swan suddenly leaned over, deftly lifting Huang Quan's cuffs with her fingertips, revealing her well-defined wrists. She lowered her head to kiss him, her lips almost touching his skin—"

"—Unfortunately, I was disappointed at the last moment."

Huang Quan's wrist slid away like a swimming fish, and her fingertips smoothly brushed across the black swan's jaw. Her expression remained calm, not even the slightest ripple in her eyes.

-

Honkai Impact 3rd.

In the lounge of St. Freya Academy, Kiana's voice was so loud that it almost shattered the glass: "She, she, she—how dare she kiss Mei's hand!!"