Lin Shuang: Mei, Are You Unhappy? / Robin: Good evening, Lin Shuang. You Look Exhausted
Kafka thought that Lin Shuang must have chosen this color to match her.
"This is a pair of necklaces with yours; if you change it to a blue one and Duck Duck, it will look too heavy."
Seeing that Kafka still wouldn't get up, Lin Shuang simply reached out and grabbed the jewelry box that Kafka had placed to the side.
He opened the necklace in front of Kafka, took it out, and remained in that position, attempting to put it on Kafka.
However, with both of their hands on each other, it inevitably looked a bit like they were embracing.
The unintentional contact between their arms added a touch of ambiguity to the atmosphere inside the car.
However, when Lin Shuang held the necklace up to Kafka's chest, she realized why Kafka had only glanced at it before putting it down.
Kafka's chest was covered by a piece of purple gauze fabric, which actually made the necklace less suitable for her.
Because it will blend in with the color of the clothes, making it difficult to distinguish.
Of course, if we only consider the person, this necklace is undoubtedly very suitable for Kafka.
This outfit just doesn't suit me.
"Look, this color suits you so well."
Lin Shuang made no mention of the fact that the necklace and her clothes didn't quite match.
Just keep being stubborn.
Kafka didn't expose her, and continued the conversation with a smile:
"That makes my gift seem a bit perfunctory."
Kafka kept her head down and watched Lin Shuang put the necklace on her before sitting back down.
"This outfit can hardly be called perfunctory."
Although it wasn't made by Kafka herself, this outfit is still very valuable.
Lin Shuang didn't think this could be considered perfunctory.
Volume 1: Chapter 196 Lin Shuang: Gepard, are you unhappy?
Kafka arrived mysteriously, and left just as swiftly and decisively.
After having a meal together, Kafka said goodbye to Lin Shuang.
After seeing Kafka off, Lin Shuang finally remembered that she should draw cards.
One chance to Purple Draw.
I wonder what they'll draw this time.
I hope I can summon a Word Spirit Art.
Lin Shuang rubbed her hands together, eager to try her hand at the Word Spirit was definitely worth looking forward to.
That would be even cooler if it were a Kafka- style outfit.
Draw a card!
As the purple light flashed before her eyes, Lin Shuang knew that last time it was just a stroke of good luck, and this time she wouldn't be so fortunate.
The light quickly faded, and a new skill appeared before Lin Shuang:
[Mental Resistance Up]
[With this skill, your resistance to mental attacks such as Word Spirit Art is greatly increased.]
['Miss, you don't want to become Kafka's plaything, do you?']
"Um..."
Lin Shuang fell silent for a moment.
It's not that this skill is bad. Resistance skills, like passive skills, don't stand out, but they can be very reliable when you actually use them.
That's right...
She was already prepared to use some kind of Word Spirit Art to show off.
How come I ended up with a resistance skill?
Speaking of which, in Lin Shuang's memory, besides Kafka, has anyone else in the Honkai: Star Rail possessed this kind of ability?
Lin Shuang couldn't remember at that moment.
Never mind, maybe there will be.
Considering Penacony is still a Dreamscape world, maybe it exists there.
Lin Shuang comforted herself with this thought and quickly put the lottery results out of her mind.
Acheron did come back to rest tonight.
Acheron had already gotten used to the extra accessories Lin Shuang wore.
But--
"That new outfit is nice, did you buy it today?"
Acheron took off her boots and unbuttoned her coat, then sat on the sofa, revealing her toned abs and beautiful long legs.
Acheron, who hadn't washed up yet, looked somewhat tired.
Lin Shuang hung Acheron's coat on the nearby rack. Hearing Acheron's voice, she didn't turn around but replied:
"Kafka came to visit today. She bought herself an outfit and gave me one as a gift."
"Hmm... Kafka."
Acheron stared at Lin Shuang's back, gazing at the Ring on her hand and the necklace around her neck.
After hanging up the clothes, Lin Shuang smiled and came to Acheron to show them off.
"It's alright, but not suitable for everyday wear."
"It's pretty good, but..."
Acheron stopped mid-sentence, then raised his hand and beckoned to Lin Shuang.
"What is it?"
Lin Shuang curiously bent down and walked to the sofa, in front of Acheron.
Then Acheron suddenly turned White-Haired Form, reached out and grabbed Lin Shuang's wrist, then pulled hard.
"Whoa--!"
Lin Shuang only had time to exclaim in surprise before Acheron pressed her down onto the sofa.
Acheron, however, stood up, his crimson eyes looking down at Lin Shuang's... chest.
The location of that Crystal Necklace.
Her long, snow-white hair fell down, intertwining with Lin Shuang's White-Haired Form, yet they were clearly different shades of white.
"... What's wrong?"
Lin Shuang looked at Acheron's eyes with suspicion, wondering what he suddenly wanted to do.
But Acheron didn't answer the question. Instead, he reached out his finger and groped around Lin Shuang's neck, hooking onto the Crystal Necklace.
The purple crystal sparkles with a beautiful brilliance; it's a very pretty necklace.
Acheron mentally assessed the necklace, then reached out and stroked Lin Shuang's neck.
Under Lin Shuang's puzzled gaze, he unlocked the clasp of the Crystal Necklace and then casually tossed it aside.
"Ah..."
Lin Shuang turned her head and glanced at the necklace that had been thrown onto the sofa and rolled into the gap between the sofa panels.
However, they did not notice that this action also brought the earring on their earlobe to Acheron's face.
Then, two slender fingers gently pinched Lin Shuang's earlobe.
Without giving Lin Shuang a chance to refute, she unlocked the earring's clasp.
Acheron looked at the earring that had rolled into his palm, then casually flipped his hand, causing the earring to fall onto the sofa as well.
"You... I..."
After having two of her ornaments removed, Lin Shuang still didn't understand why Acheron would suddenly do this.
But at least we can understand what Acheron is planning to do next.
Lin Shuang looked directly into Acheron's eyes, smiled, and raised her left hand.
But Acheron reached out and grabbed Lin Shuang's right hand as well.
And in front of Lin Shuang, he raised her hands together and pressed them against the back of the sofa above her head.
She somewhat roughly removed the Ring that Kafka had given her.
Only that one ring remained, the one that matched the one on her hand.
Well, Lin Shuang thought Acheron was up to something, but then she noticed that only the Ring was left behind.
Lin Shuang stared intently at Acheron, quite surprised.
Those blood-red eyes remained as lifeless as ever, and filled with a sense of oppression.
However, Lin Shuang has long since adapted to this kind of pressure.
Compared to that, Lin Shuang thought for a moment and still couldn't help but speak up:
Gepard, are you unhappy?
"... Really? Maybe. I haven't experienced that in a long time, and I can't quite remember it."
Acheron looked down at the girl he had bound beneath him, his fingers gently pinching her chin.
"However, all I know is that you're very dishonest."
As he spoke, Acheron reached out to unzip and fasten the zipper around Lin Shuang's waist.
"When I'm helping you forge the Permanence, I don't really like you wearing clothes given to you by others, so I'll help you take them off."
"..."
Lin Shuang was speechless for a moment after being taken aback by Acheron's aggressive remarks.
Don't think I don't know that in this state, you've completely recalled all your Remembrance.
However, facing Acheron, who was clearly getting serious, Lin Shuang had no room to struggle.
She could only watch helplessly as Acheron removed her formal attire, forcing her into a battle-damaged state.
For formal dresses, which are form-fitting garments, the choice of innerwear often involves selecting fabrics with relatively small seams that are almost invisible.
Therefore, when Acheron saw Lin Shuang's underwear...
His eyes suddenly became serious.
And it seems they still have no intention of letting go.
Even Acheron Lin Shuang couldn't stand being stared at like that.
"Gepard... you should let go now, let me go change my clothes."
However, to everyone's surprise, Acheron remained unmoved and even pressed down again.
"No need, this is fine. It's not like we haven't seen this before."
"How can these be the same?!"
Lin Shuang stared wide-eyed as Acheron Quan completely ignored her rebuttals and straddled her.
Does this person have any sense of reason?
Volume 1: Chapter 197 The Firefly: Good evening, Lin Shuang, you look so tired.