"I don't know. We can only ask him himself."
"He won't tell us."
"You're right... It's about time for me to leave the Imaginary Tree too." Raven lowered her head with a complicated expression. "I have a new job. Goodbye, young lady."
A false space and false people. That Lin knew that his feelings and even he himself were not real, merely someone's projection.
But just like the real person, he had always understood what he needed to do.
Raven tugged at her hood.
She had not had time to help him, nor had she had time to collect her payment.
The Pink-Haired Girl
"Good morning, children. Today's temperature will be between twenty and twenty-three degrees. The weather is sunny and perfect for going out to play. Next is morning exercise, so please join me for some stretches..."
Under Lin's icy gaze, Prometheus grabbed his hands and began copying the movements of the TV host as she led him through morning exercises.
"One, two, three, four..." The gray-haired girl with a side ponytail treated Lin like a puppet, swinging his arms and legs.
"Prometheus."
"Two, two, three, four..." She spun Lin around.
"Let go."
"Three, two..."
Everyone in the surveillance room was holding a bowl of noodles while browsing the Fire Moth's intranet forums. One of them glanced at the screen, slurped up some noodles, and asked, "Shouldn't we stop them?"
"They're doing radio calisthenics for a disabled person. Why should we care? Even if he does that with that robot, it has nothing to do with us." Another man waved dismissively. "We just need to keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't leave the city."
"True." The first man laughed. "Still, it's strange. Didn't they say this guy never interacted with anyone? What's with that robot