"I, the imposter, can't satisfy you. Do you want the real one to come?"
Skylark crossed her arms, a cold smile playing on her lips, "Quite the appetite."
Gu Jianlin bought her a serving of takoyaki from the street. By now, Godzilla and Ghidorah had quite the rapport; most of the time, a mere glance from her, and he knew what she wanted to eat.
The Think Tank wasn't wrong; this woman appeared dangerous and uncontrollable but was easy to please.
"I never considered you an imposter. You don't have to refer to yourself that way."
He casually handed over the box of takoyaki and calmly said, "You are who you are, not anyone's substitute. Even if you look identical and possess the same power source, you are still unique."
Skylark seemed momentarily stunned holding the box of takoyaki.
She hadn't expected him to say such a thing.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Gu Jianlin noticed her strange gaze and frowned, asking.
