She was really so adorable.
She was actually this beautiful, far prettier than those figurines.
"Um, wait a moment. I'll get you something to eat."
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly lowered his head and said this, then turned and walked over to the bedside table.
A few minutes later, he pulled out some food from the drawer and ran back.
"Cat food?"
Seeing him place several pellets before her, Miss F722's forehead immediately darkened.
"I'm not a cat."
Seeing the figurine girl's disgusted expression, the boy thought for a moment and immediately understood something.
"Right, you're not a cat."
He went back and got milk, cake, and other things, placing them separately in two clean little bowls before bringing them over.
"Eat."
Miss F722's expression turned somewhat strange at the sight. Why did she feel like a pet?
The boy looked extremely excited.
With his chin propped on his hands, he eagerly waited for the little figurine girl before him to eat his food.
Unfortunately, Miss F722 crossed her arms and turned her head away with a disdainful expression. Although she was a little tempted by such a large cake, it was someone else's food—and a boy's, at that. She simply couldn't accept it, okay?
"Hmm, you don't like it?" He looked somewhat disappointed.
"Little one, why did you appear here?" He tried to investigate the purple-haired girl's origins.
In this day and age, some people used technology to combine footage of figurines dancing with real-life scenery. It gave people the feeling that a 2D girl had descended into reality. Or they used cameras to display such scenes.
But in the end, all of it was fictional. Figurines couldn't move, and 2D girls couldn't descend into reality. Everyone was merely indulging in fantasy.
But... everything he had seen