As long as the trigger was pulled, life could easily vanish.
Whether it was an enemy's life or one's own.
Both were such fragile things.
"Hmm, it looks like your values need to be corrected from the very foundation." Bai Ge sighed.
Duck Duck was clearly broken right now. Kidnapped from a young age and raised as a weapon, her dull gray eyes held no light at all. They were filled with numbness, deathly stillness, and emptiness, like a doll without a heart.
"What a pitiful child."
"..."
"Alright! It's decided. From now on, I'm adopting you. Start over as a person, Bronya."
"Do you want to become Bronya's master?"
The girl tilted her head in confusion.
Bai Ge's words made her first instinctively think that she had been handed over to a new organization, and that new missions would soon arrive.
However, Bai Ge shook his head. At the same time, he raised a hand and gently patted her silver-gray hair.
"There are no masters in Hearth Home. Everyone living here is family. From today onward, you can call me Dad or Father."
"Dad? Father? What do those mean?"
"If you're willing, you'll understand soon enough. But now, it's time for you to make a choice."
Bai Ge raised his left hand. In it was one of Bronya's pistols.
At the same time, he raised his right hand, but what it held was a Homu doll.
Bronya stared blankly at the two hands.
Her instincts told her that this was an important choice.
At first, she subconsciously reached for the gun in his left hand. Yet just as she was about to touch it, she stopped. The girl's gaze was deeply drawn to the Homu doll in Bai Ge's right hand.
She truly did not know how to choose.