Seeing her was simply a joyful indulgence.
It was obvious to the naked eye that Lami Ai had fallen even further than she had imagined. She would confess into Yelu's ear, then say things about being unable to hold herself back before doing that sort of thing.
Of course, due to this body's hormones, combined with Ye Qian's deliberate influence, Yelu was always shedding tears and looked pitiful beyond measure. That happened to strike directly at Lami Ai's weak spot.
Because she did not want Yelu to be hurt, she hurt Yelu first. Yet the purpose behind doing so had not changed at all.
Just as Lami Ai understood deep down, if Yelu changed her original intentions over something so minor, then she would not be the Dusk Maiden, nor would she possess such perfect allure.
By now, Yelu had completely become part of this world's background, one of the many tasks Ye Qian had arranged within this spacetime.
Everything had developed naturally rather than being deliberately created by Ye Qian.
She had not pulled any mechanical god general tricks. She had merely let this body play its role well enough that the natives did not even consider her an outsider.
Very interesting.
Some of the clones were even playing the roles of farm girls, intending to live ordinary lives from birth to death.
Those girls did not even possess the identity of Dusk Maidens, and their appearances had been deliberately uglified to make them look like ordinary people.
"Not leaving?"
Mirei scratched his head as he looked at the tearful girl sitting on the ground. He had originally wanted to look for an opportunity, preferably one that would earn him some benefits. That was the basic quality a game player ought to have. But right now, the situation