Of course... Mystic Thread knew most of what had happened to her during this period, including but not limited to changing clothes, bathing, playing, playing house, and so on.
But there were still a few details she truly did not know, because she had been unconscious at the time.
"It's wonderful that you came back to life. Come to think of it, it's so strange. You're obviously just a doll, so why do you have a soul? What does your internal structure look like? I usually use special alchemical materials to make dolls, but no matter what, their hands never feel like human flesh."
Meilu held out two fingers and gently pinched Miss D1's fair, soft arm.
"Want me to take you apart and see what parts you have?"
D1: "?"
"Haha, I'm joking. Look how scared you are. Don't forget who you are—you're family."
D1: "..."
Meilu held D1's hand and returned to her original room.
She placed the little doll on the table, displaying her alongside many other figurines. Only D1 was alive, with lively expressions and a delicate body, like a real living being.
"To be honest, I've always been trying to give dolls souls, but that's clearly a field humans can't reach. I don't understand why such a miracle happened to you. Could it be because I picked you up from that place?"
D1 shook her head.
"So you really don't know." She sighed. "Maybe only my teacher knows about this."
"Teacher? You mean... the place where you found me has something to do with your teacher?"
Yes. My teacher had many secrets. From the first time I met him, I felt that he was full of mystery. I liked dolls, so he taught me how to make them. He gave me this shop and changed