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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

you_li_er · Urban
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Not a Spy Pt II: (Giggle)

Dios briefly explained the situation to Cenci through his comms. He acted reluctant at first, but in the end, it was just that, acting.

Anyhow, Dios kept it as short as possible, just giving some vague descriptions, so vague that Cenci didn't even think about thinking about that little underaged girl he had met a couple of days ago.

He was just excited to see a show.

"Oh, I see. Of course, you should go! The kids also need to do some undercover work every now and then, just take this as an opportunity to gain some experience."

Cenci spoke slightly more seriously when it came to training, but he couldn't hide the mirth in his voice from his Brother Dios, who had already gained years of experience dealing with him.

'Like hell, I don't know what you're thinking. This is clearly more trouble than it's worth.' Dois thought about it as he spoke.

It didn't matter if this girl was a spy or not at this point.