Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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"hey-hey......"

It would be one thing if they were just pressed together like that, but the architect pressed Luo Fan down and even wrapped his arms around Luo Fan's neck to continue pressing him together. If he had used a little more force, Luo Fan's neck would probably have broken.

However, the architect's sunny smile is indeed quite healing...

She was still riding on Lovan and laughed, "So Commander, where are we now? It doesn't seem to be Griffin's dormitory."

The man beneath him glanced away speechlessly: "Go ask the others downstairs. It's too much trouble for me to explain to you."

"Sigh~ You tell me, if I ask them, I'll have to watch their expressions, which is no fun."

"When it comes to data transmission, they can at most cram a few emoticons into the bytes; you can't read the nuances."

"Ugh, this is so boring..."

The architect stuck out his tongue before reluctantly climbing off Luo Fan.

Luckily the floor was relatively clean, otherwise my back would have been filthy after all this...

After smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes, Luo Fan casually pointed to the door behind him.

"Let's go eat. Dinner will be ready in a little while."

"Oh, really? I haven't had dinner at Griffin yet. Let's see how it's going. It shouldn't be canned food anymore, right?"

She picked up the launcher from the ground, seemingly intending to take it with her, but coincidentally, Luo Fan's attention wasn't currently on the architect...

"It's not canned food, it's delicious, you can go."

"Okay, Ye, I'm off then!"

Perhaps because he was used to sprinting out of the dormitory, Luo Fan's door was hit hard by a giant dragon again.

Luo Fan turned around, only to discover something even more horrifying than the door being forced open.

"Damn it, don't take your tube out with you!"

But it was too late; the architect had already run out...

......

"Everyone, time to eat!"

After bringing the freshly cooked dishes out of the kitchen, Yingque called out to the living room, preparing to call the girls from the bar and upstairs to get ready for dinner.

The first thing we heard was a series of hurried footsteps.

"Wow, this smells amazing! I'm coming!"

"Wait a minute!"

Ying Que looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl dressed in very light clothing, practically in a swimsuit, with a huge launcher slung over her shoulder. Although she didn't know much about such things, she could at least tell that it was something dangerous...

The architect was also taken aback for a moment: "Uh, who are you?"

Yingque was completely dumbfounded. What kind of smuggler had she encountered?

Then, Luo Fan quickly covered the architect's mouth from behind and slowly dragged her back into the room.

"Sorry, miss, she's still wearing her cosplay outfit and hasn't had time to change. This RPG is just a cosplay prop; it doesn't fire, haha..."

Under Yingque's strange gaze, the two returned to the room.

"What's your rush?! This isn't the original world. You don't know you can just show your weapons to people like that!"

"I asked you where this place is earlier, but you wouldn't tell me and told me to ask someone else. Now that I've taken it out and someone has seen it, are you blaming me?"

"this......"

Okay, what she said makes sense... but why did you have to carry a launcher with you after you went to eat?!

"Alright, now find a place to put this thing, change your clothes, and let her know that you were just cosplaying and didn't have time to change, understand?"

"Tch..."

309 What do you recall?

Since it was Luo Fan's room, the number of clothes available was limited, so the architect had to change into a set of men's casual clothes before he could return to the living room.

I must say, it looks pretty good. Although she looks like a young girl, she is actually quite suited to this more androgynous style.

"Oh, the Commander's clothes... they smell really nice, but they're a little too big..."

She flicked her drooping sleeves, like a little girl who had never seen the world before, fascinated by anything floating in the air... Does her RPG count as something floating around?

"Just change your clothes and go wash your hands before eating. They should be here by now."

"it is good!"

The architect left the room first, while Luo Fan was still doing other things...

He repeatedly checked the latches on the window, opening and closing them, twisting them, looking at every corner from the inside out.

"Strange, when was this window touched?"

In this kind of weather, and still in our own rooms, neither I nor the girls would want to open this window. Several days have passed, and the window hasn't been opened.

Moreover, if the girls were capable of moving, they would definitely let me know in advance. Even if the agent tidies up my room, given her personality, she would definitely report every single change I made in detail.

So, who exactly tampered with the lock?

"..."

He made a phone call to the agent in the kitchen.

"Hello, Master, what are your orders?"

The agent's voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of a range hood nearby, indicating that they were still busy.

Luo Fan shook his head: "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if anyone who has been in my room recently has touched my window?"

“No, I observe every time someone enters, and if this happens, not only me, but Miss Mondragon also inquires, but she doesn’t take any action… Is there something wrong with your window?”

"Hmm...maybe, I'm not sure. The window lock was opened sometime during the day, and without any force, so it's most likely that it happened inside the room. But then you said no..."

This situation gave Luo Fan a headache again. He couldn't let rats get in, and if there were thieves, wouldn't they be eyeing the wine downstairs? Why would they break through the window?

The agent continued, "Do you need to change the window locks?"

"...Let's talk about it later. Let's observe it for a while. The window is fine now, so there's no need to move it. If there's no major problem, let's just leave it like this."

"I understand. Please be careful."

Being suspicious is pointless; if possible, it's best to minimize the worries of young women...

......

Despite his thoughts, Luo Fan silently slipped a pistol under his pillow.

If it's just mice, that's fine, but for other situations, I can't guarantee anything.

After fastening the lock again and clearing his mind, Luo Fan decided to face the upcoming dinner with a cheerful attitude.

......

"Hmph hmph hmph~ Hmph hmph?"

......

Even before leaving the room, I could smell that distinctive aroma of wine.

The whole room was filled with this special aroma. If it weren't for the lingering smell of food, one might mistake it for someone accidentally spilling wine.

Perhaps this dosage is a bit too much...

"Oh, you've arrived! Let's get ready for dinner. According to the maid, tonight's dishes are sure to please you!"

Wearing gloves, Yingque happily greeted Luo Fan as she brought the dishes to the table, looking every bit like a housewife, welcoming her hardworking husband with a smile.

Yingque's performance was very natural, but it surprised Luo Fan.

That smile looks so familiar... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't quite place it.

He had a vague recollection of that smile, but only from a few frames. The device displaying the image was also extremely low-performance, like a few smoke grenades casually tossed aside during a battle, or a tense, blank mind when blinded by a flashbang.

Or perhaps, it's just a memory that hasn't been crushed and thrown into a corner, or a face that hasn't been splashed with dirt while stepping in a mud pit.

It exists in the most important area of ​​the mind, like a toy hidden at the bottom of a box. You want to retrieve it, but you find it's too deep and too difficult.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Do these dishes look like there's something wrong with them?"

The young lady's voice brought Luo Fan back to his senses, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his rude behavior.

"I'm sorry, miss, I was just thinking about something else. Don't worry about it."

The man waved his hand, turned around, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

This strange reaction made Ying Que nervous. Could it be that the other party was not satisfied with the dishes she made?

Otherwise, why would your eyesight be so poor after looking at it for so long?

Uh, probably not. The maid and the others seemed to be reacting quite well...

......

In the kitchen, Luo Fan was also in line behind the girls, waiting for the chance to wash his hands.

This is also a downside of having too many people living in one room; fighting over the toilet and sink often happens. But thankfully, the girls are tactical dolls, so they don't need to go to the toilet...

While queuing, Xiao 9, who was in front of Luo Fan, nudged Luo Fan's stomach with her elbow.

"Hey, Commander, aren't you satisfied with the food this new friend made? You've been looking at it for ages without saying anything, and your eyesight isn't even that good..."

So it turns out that my condition wasn't just what aroused the young lady's suspicion?

However, he did feel a sense of loss, which made him very unhappy.

It was a feeling of familiarity, but it was different from what Rosalia gave me. Rosalia's feeling made me subconsciously resist, more like instinct than my true self. But this smile was like a treasure I was looking for...

But he didn't even have a clear outline, and he himself didn't know what he was looking for.

In the end, he could only shake his head and deny it: "No, she did a great job. Even the smell of wine in the air was mouthwatering. I was just thinking about something else."

......

UMP9 may be a bit naive, but that doesn't mean she's oblivious to people's feelings. Luo Fan's reaction seemed very unusual to her, especially considering the young lady's purpose for coming here...

"Commander, could it be... I'm just guessing, but that lady smiled so beautifully at you just now, and your attention wasn't on the food at the table, so it was most likely on her, right? You reacted like that because of her smile, and that lady came to White Eagle to find her lover, could it be...?"

"Are you the person she's looking for?"

310 Feeling lost and disappointed

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"......What's the meaning?"

"That's exactly what I mean, Commander. Think about it. You react to her smile, and I don't know what your actual reaction is, although her smile is indeed very beautiful... Anyway, if she's looking for someone, and you react to her, regardless of what that reaction is, you must be familiar with her first, right? So, could it be that you already know her, but the Commander just doesn't remember who she is?"

......

Although the conversation was whispered, it was only heard by Ying Que, who was setting the table with her agent. However, the girls queuing to wash their hands heard it all, and several pairs of eyes turned to them.

Although it's not a big deal... well, it is quite important.

What's with the commander suddenly having a childhood sweetheart parachuted into his life? Doesn't this mean all his hard work for so long has been for nothing?

Therefore, almost every look in his eyes carried a degree of resentment.

Xiao 9's words really embarrassed her...

"Why are you all in such a hurry? It might not even be true. Little Nine was just joking, right?"

He quickly denied it, lest he be torn into dozens of pieces and stuffed under the girls' beds that night.

Can......

“I’m not kidding! I’m serious, Commander. What if this is how the story goes? What if she comes looking for you, but you can’t remember her? Can you accept this ending? Don’t you want her to find her true love? Now that’s the choice you’re facing, why don’t you give it a try?”

For some reason, Xiao 9 became increasingly agitated, as if she were the person involved in the story.

Even Mrs. Grey, who was washing her hands, stopped what she was doing and turned around.

"Wow, things are getting interesting."

Morido's smile turned playful, but her gaze was fixed on Yingque outside.

Although it wasn't the first time Luo Fan had been stared at by the girls at the same time, this time, it made him feel particularly uncomfortable.