Ismar: I Want to Dye My Hair Blond and Become "Blondie" / Armed Puppets by the Roadside, Pick Them Freely!

For some reason, Number 17 began comparing herself to those Armed Puppets.

But no one could answer Number 17's question, not even herself.

Although Number 17, as an AI, had indeed watched Chen Luo create her mechanical body from beginning to end, she had not possessed such complicated emotions back then.

Sometimes, when something was viewed with absolute rationality and objectivity, no abnormalities could be seen at all—for example, the feelings a person poured into an object.

"How do you feel? Does anything hurt or feel uncomfortable? Is your weapon module repaired? Want to give it a try?" Chen Luo asked concernedly when the Armed Puppet lying in front of the computer opened her eyes again.

"I feel like my body is overflowing with power! The power sealed within me can no longer be contained! It is about to destroy the world!" said the Armed Puppet excitedly. She wore a black top hat, had long brown hair, a black robe, feathers along the right side of her body, and even black fishnet stockings on her right leg.

"Yes, yes, yes... So, great Moonlit Requiem, could you return to the kettle and unleash that world-destroying power of yours again?" Chen Luo coaxed, gently stroking Moonlit Requiem's feathers.

"Hehehe, ignorant human... In light of the proper respect you have shown the Abyssal Guide, this executioner shall reluctantly heed your advice." After making a cute face at Chen Luo, Moonlit Requiem jumped into the kettle.

"What do you think? Moonlit Requiem is cute, right? Still, it really took a lot out of me to turn her from someone who kept everyone at arm's length into this kind of chuuni." Chen Luo wiped away some sweat.

Moonlit Requiem's original form was a cross, but as everyone knew, nobody normally used crosses.

So Moonlit Requiem