【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

It is indeed not a certain thing, a certain thing, or a certain person that makes people strong.

It’s about the state of mind when achieving that thing, that thing, that person.

Just like a coward, even if he inherits the body of a strong man, he just wants to kneel down and beg for mercy.

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The girl felt that the recent Dotore was nothing different.

Where exactly?

The girl who was thinking about this matter was putting the new dishes bought by Dotore into his newly built cupboard.

Where is it?

The girl who was still thinking about this matter was hanging the hooks on the newly bought curtains from Dotore.

Although I haven't thought about it, there must be something different.

The girl who gave up thinking carried Dotore's newly purchased quilt into the sunshine.

The sound of the door opening sounded, followed by Dotore's voice:

"Have the curtain hooks been installed? I'll hang them up."

The girl was busy beating the quilt on the balcony, so she shouted to Dotore:

"Okay, I'll put it on the sofa outside the balcony."

Dotore's footsteps sounded from far away, and finally stopped outside the balcony, followed by the sound of cloth rubbing and hooks colliding.

It wasn't a heavenly voice, but the girl just raised the corners of her lips.

The color of the curtains is actually not popular. It is said to be a Xumi feature, but in fact, at first glance, it looks a bit like Fontaine Machinery.

This was Dotore's choice.

So weird, I thought he would choose a solid color.

black? White? grey?

No, no.

In fact, Dotore's purchase of curtains exceeded the girl's understanding.

"I went to the laboratory today to put 'Death' into 'standby' mode."

Dotore's voice sounded from behind, and the girl took over the conversation naturally:

"What's wrong? Isn't it good?"

The girl paused:

"How cloudy is it?"

Dotore seemed to have heard some joke:

"Isn't that little thing sleeping all the time?"

"Too."

Dotore put the topic back on track while hanging the curtains:

"It was very disturbed and hostile towards me."

"Maybe putting it into 'standby' would be more beneficial to experiments."

Dotore is actually used to killing first and then showing off, and this time is no exception.

He was just informing the girl, not seeking her opinion.

But after the words came out, he felt inexplicably guilty.

He began to care a little about the girl's opinion.

Although he doesn't plan to change.

"Ah," the girl's slapping movements obviously paused, but she immediately picked up, "It doesn't matter, I can just apologize to her after the experiment is over."

"She should, will understand."

The girl completed the task, clapped her hands together, and wiped away the dust in her hands:

"Okay, I'm going to boil some hot water."

Dotore was relieved and agreed naturally.

The curtains are in place——

Under that aesthetically peculiar curtain, there is another layer of gauze.

Just pull up the yarn, and the hazy sunlight will pass through the fine mesh, strand by strand, and weave a light inside the house again.

It is rare to have such good sunshine in winter. It is so warm that it seems that the next moment a cat will stretch out in the light, and then twist its body comfortably to reveal its soft belly.

"Bang--"

It was the sound of glass being knocked heavily on the marble table.

Not only did Dotore admire the fruits of his labor, he turned around and ran in the direction of the girl.

At this time, the girl held the handle of the glass tightly with her hand, and the bottom of the glass was pressed heavily on the table.

Her other hand was firmly pressed on her lower abdomen.

Hearing the footsteps, the girl looked up at Dotore with some difficulty. Her voice sounded either aggrieved or coquettish, or both:

"Dotore, it hurts..."

When Dotore heard this, his mind went blank for a moment.

He stepped over to the girl's side in two steps, and gently lifted her painfully stooped body so that she could transfer most of the pressure to Dotore:

"Where does it hurt?"

"..."

A false alarm.

It's menstrual period.

"So you have this kind of system."

Dotore was not surprised, but rather interested:

"Will it always hurt?"

The girl was wrapped in a thick blanket, with a heating device made by Dotore on her belly, and she was holding water boiled by Dotore in her hands.

"It never hurt that much before."

The girl held the cup, feeling the warmth spreading to her limbs and bones along her veins, thinking back on this period of time——

He also slept in an ice coffin on a snowy day, and even sat in a snowdrift.

Well, she deserved it.

"I'll pay attention."

Dotore's fingers tapped on the table, seemingly unintentionally but actually putting forward his thoughts:

"How about I help you remove the pain?"

"It will be very quick and will not affect our trial progress."

"Removal of pain?"

The girl's voice was full of surprise.

Although the girl had long known that Dotore, a scientific madman, had removed most of his senses, she still couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard such a thing.

"If you don't feel pain, you won't be constrained by many things."

"How about it? Do you want to try it?"

There was some confusion and excitement in Dotore's voice, but the girl just shook her head gently.

“Biologically speaking, the function of pain is to avoid harm and stop losses in time.”

“From my point of view, pain is evidence of my being a ‘human being’.”

The girl could sense Dotore's morbid kindness, so her tone was not intense, and even a little gentle:

"All my senses, itching, pain, soreness, numbness, joy and pleasure, are all evidence that the world accepts me."

The eyes under Dotore's mask darkened.

Accept?

What a stupid and cruel word.

The girl could not detect the change in Dotore's mood. She just let those smiling eyes break into Dotore's eyes:

"Similarly, I also rely on them and accept the world."

Something seemed to be breaking apart and shaking.

Accept the world.

He didn't understand what kind of state of mind this was.

If it were any other time and other people, this statement would make him feel ridiculous, thus mocking that person's shallowness.

But girls are different.

She is the Earth Line, the one who can hold the world in her hands if she is willing.

Maybe it's because of this, maybe it's because of other reasons.

Dotore listened to this sentence without any refutation in his heart.

It was natural to accept this point of view.

Even during the Ecclesiastical Order, Dotore was stubborn and arrogant, and would even make his mentor unable to step down on the spot.

Even if he is isolated, spurned, or expelled, he can stand proudly on the commanding heights and laugh at those funny faces——

A bunch of idiots.

But in front of the girl, he couldn't bear the slightest bit of ridicule.

He just kept questioning himself in his heart——

Really?

In a daze, he had already contacted Xiaodian.

"This time, I need to put something in place again!"

"nothing."

Dotore carelessly:

"It's just pain."