"Makoto!!!" The girl's roar came from the room, and her door opened and Masao walked in.
"What's wrong, Xi?"
The girl turned to look at him and pointed at the wooden cabinet in front of her.
"Where's my Sanji figure?"
"Isn't it right there?"
Through a layer of glass, a little blond man sat on a small lounge chair with his legs crossed.
"Zhenmao, although you are becoming more and more proficient in using spells now, but!"
The girl paused, "Normal figures can't breathe and have no body temperature!"
Ruo Lin Xi originally planned to admire her first figurine, but found that the figurine seemed to be breathing slightly.
After opening the glass door, Xi originally planned to take him out for a closer look, but she felt the warmth when she touched him.
"Sorry, I broke it."
The real person, who was about a head taller than the girl, looked down at the ground, exactly like the child who made the mistake.
The girl sighed. She was planning to say something, but she paused.
"Wait a minute, you're so anxious this time, you just don't want me to know, right?"
[I said I was in such a hurry this time, and it didn't look like I had carefully considered the position]
The real person walked up behind Wakalin Xi, opened his arms behind her and wrapped his arms around her neck.
"No, I just miss you."
Intention: "Use your curse, put on your face, and live like you."