Mono widened his eyes.
The numerical value of Six in his eyes had now jumped back to its previous state.
Just as he was feeling startled and uncertain, Six's mouth suddenly emitted a soft murmur.
Mono's ears twitched slightly. However, upon clearly hearing her words, he was stunned once again.
Was Six reciting his name?
Was this an incantation to activate an Ability?
What was going on?
Although myriad thoughts raced through his mind, only an instant had passed.
Seeing that Six was about to fall into a vacant state, Mono quickly shouted at her:
'Sam! Sam! Stop thinking, stop!'
This state seemed to have side effects for Six as well. Given her current physical condition, if it happened again, wouldn't she die immediately?
Mono didn't think he could let her absorb... well, in short, she absolutely must not go crazy again.
Mono's shouts made Six's figure pause.
Then she dazedly raised her head.
Her slightly indifferent eyes looked at Mono for a few seconds.
Just as Mono, startled and uncertain, was preparing to do something, the black light in Six's eyes slowly dissipated.
She returned to a gaze filled with confusion.
Seeing this, Mono felt relieved, but he could still sense Six's instability.
'Sam, don't worry, we're very safe now. Don't think about Teacher anymore.'
Mono's childish voice gently comforted her.
Perhaps Six had become emotionally agitated because she wanted to save him.
And since Neck Person Teacher was so terrifying, it had caused these Alienations in her.
It was emotions affecting her body.
Thinking of this, Mono sank into contemplation.
If that was the case, then if Six's emotions were stimulated strongly enough, would the changes become even more drastic?
Could the increase in her strength even be limitless?
Upon realizing this, Mono, who had just been worried about Six, suddenly felt... jealous.
This was a cheat, right?
Why didn't he have this kind of talent where emotions affect strength?
His emotions fluctuated intensely all the time. If he had it, wouldn't he be invincible by now?
Indeed, the system he had was just a...!
Mono was displeased.
Why did other Transmigrators arrive and instantly dominate heaven and earth, shattering the void with a finger, while he had to carefully consider techniques and tools just to fight a Ceramic Person?
The world was truly full of malice towards him.
Good luck and the like were always deceptive.
...
Beside him, hearing Mono's comfort, Six gradually calmed down.
Of course, her expression remained impassive.
She didn't seem to care much about her own state.
She silently glanced at Mono.
Her eyes were first somewhat dazed, then her gaze fell onto his paper bag hood. Her small hands restlessly clenched again.
After hesitating for a moment.
'That... mo... no,' Six's faint voice came.
Mono snapped back to attention: 'What, are you still feeling unwell somewhere?'
Sam shook her head.
Seeing this, Mono thought Six was still worried and could only patiently say:
'Sam, rest assured, I promise, with me here, no monster can get in.'
'You just lie down properly, get some sleep, and you'll feel much better when you wake up.'
Sam still shook her head.
Mono was puzzled.
Judging by Six's appearance, she didn't seem to be worried.
'What exactly do you want to say?'
Sam silently looked at Mono for a few more seconds.
Then, under Mono's gaze, she spoke in a faint voice:
'You... why do you wear a paper bag on your head?'
Mono was stunned. Was that all she wanted to ask?
Though he didn't understand, thinking about the meaning behind Six's words, Mono said:
'This... don't you think it looks cool?'
He indicated this wasn't just a simple paper bag.
Sam blinked her eyes, full of confusion. She looked Mono up and down, then slowly shook her head.
The smile beneath Mono's paper bag stiffened.
Could they still have a pleasant conversation?
'You Stinky Girl, what do you know about aesthetics?'
'My paper bag was designed by a master designer.'
'It's made from the most expensive paper as material.'
'Using the world's most advanced equipment and craftsmanship, it took eighty-one days of polishing to produce.'
'Wearing it on the head not only keeps it warm in spring and cool in summer, but it can also shield from the sun and rain.'
'There are ventilation holes below, and the eye holes in front can focus vision, improving the wearer's concentration.'
'And so on, with many functions integrated into one, and it also...'
Mono rattled on and on, finally saying with an indignant expression,
'Do you get it...?'
Sam blinked her eyes.
Her eyes fell on the paper bag again.
Dull, unremarkable, commonplace.
Once again, she shook her head.
Mono was speechless.
Indeed, a pleasant conversation was no longer possible.
"Would it kill you to nod?"
"Forget it, even if I tell you, you won't understand. How could a girl like you know what art is? Or what taste is?"
"Let me tell you, this paper bag I'm wearing on my head *is* art, *is* taste."
Just as he was explaining, Sam's voice came quietly again:
"Mono... can you take the paper bag off?"
Mono was stunned once more.
What did Six say? Take the paper bag off?
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