"P...probably."
"For example?"
"For example, the first time she met me, she suddenly rushed over and touched me all over. At that time, I thought that's how humans expressed friendliness." Aimou slowly recounted the past.
Upon hearing this, the gloom on Bologue's face deepened. This wasn't an expression of friendliness but rather Belli's twisted curiosity about Aimou's structure.
"Then, as soon as the teacher left, she dragged me into the lab... I almost got disassembled."
Aimou's voice started trembling, her memories of Belli were even worse than Bologue's.
"Oh..."
Bologue found himself lost for words; it wasn't a prank, it was attempted murder! It seems Belli is even more sinister than what he presumed.
"Alright, I'm coming in."
Aimou suddenly said.
Before Bologue could prepare, he felt warmth enveloping his back, like a heater penetrating his clothing, gently blowing over his body.
