章 97: Chapter 97: Al the Flowers in the Orphanage Belongs to Kiana!

In words often spoken by Bronie, what benefit is there for Bronie to deceive you?

If Bronie says Bronya will grow taller in the future, then she will definitely grow taller, there is no doubt about it.

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After indulging in some fun, Sirin found herself unable to defeat Black Seele, so she could only reluctantly accept this round of gambling. Then she continued to enjoy playing games.

After all, there is still a significant difference between experiencing memories and actually feeling them firsthand.

Originally, Sirin could only slowly understand it through Kiana's memories, and then cry, scream, and feel bitter in Kiana's core.

But this time, Black Seele somehow managed to pull herself out.

In short, the game is definitely not bitter. The resentment that had been accumulating suddenly decreased a lot!

Later, Sirin learned that Black Seele and White Seele were also dual personalities, and they also knew a woman with eight personalities.

That guy is the Vill-V Kiana knows.

Usually, there are only three active personalities, and one personality is called Extreme Evil!

Just listening to it, Sirin felt a very familiar feeling. According to Seele's explanation, it's is some not-so-good thoughts that are not in line with human development at the moment, all dumped into Extreme Evil, which is somewhat similar to Sirin.

Vill-V chose to keep it in her heart, while Bronie's choice was to take Sirin out for a walk.

When Sirin returned to Kiana's core, her mood was actually very complicated.

When she woke up from the core of the Herrscher, Sirin's heart was filled with hatred towards humans and endless anger.

When it came to the battle, she did not encounter the expected feeling of being enemies of the world, but Bronie's appearance who accompanied her to vent!

Then Bronie pointed out that her memories were problematic. Theoretically, she and the original Sirin were different people. Venting her so-called anger was meaningless. If she really wanted to feel good, it would be better to beat Otto's face to a pulp.

When things quieted down, Sirin recalled the memories in her mind again.

After calm thinking, Sirin felt that it was indeed the case.

Am I Sirin?

The anger is real, but Kiana's short-lived and happy memories are also real.

Black Seele also gave some reference, after all, Black Seele was also confused at first.

But soon Black Seele realized that if White Seele died, she would die too. If she played too much with Seele's body and got out of control, she would die too.

So it's better to get along well. After all, if you really want to control it, it will inevitably trigger a big battle, but why bother?

Destroying this and destroying that all day long, when everything is destroyed, it will be difficult to get something good to eat.

It's not like Nanook of The Destruction, who only thinks about destruction. If everything is destroyed in the end, what's the point?

If, if we can reconcile with each other, and live in harmony, and find a brand new body in the future, wouldn't it be much easier?

Are humans trustworthy?

Are the victims of the Second Eruption, who were almost sent to be experimented on, really trustworthy?

Sirin was constantly conflicted, but every time she thought carefully, she felt that her brain power was not enough.

Forget it, let's go back to the core and sleep, and see what methods Black Seele plans to use to pull herself out again next time.

Little did she know that Black Seele also had a slight dilemma...

What strange means she should use next time? Are the kids around Bronie all strange!?

After sending Sirin away, Black Seele also went back to rest in Seele's body.

Communicating with Sirin, and accidentally bursting the pufferfish, with everyone in the Orphanage had a high chance of dying, so staying by Sirin's side, to be honest, Black Seele's pressure on herself was quite high. She didn't dare to explode in anger in front of the pufferfish with her usual violent temper.

After all, the other party can also explode in anger. God knows what Bronie thinks all day long.

Is this considered self-cultivation of her mind?

It should be considered self-cultivation, right?

Kiana, on the other hand, after waking up, looked at the innocent-looking Seele, felt puzzled.

Looking at the empty plate on the table, feeling the subtle feeling of fullness in her stomach, and then seeing the game that was played halfway through.

The little tuna was suddenly full of big doubts.

"Um... Sister Seele, do you remember what happened before?"

Looking into Seele's innocent eyes, as if nothing had happened, everything seemed like her own illusion.

Seele just tilted her head and replied, "Seele doesn't know anything. We were originally playing games. Maybe you got tired? Sister Kiana, what time did you sleep last night?"

"Ten o'clock, no, no, that's not important. My sleep time must have been sufficient, and suddenly my snacks disappeared too. Could there be ghosts here?"

Initially, Kiana found this matter very strange, but seeing Seele looking even more scared than herself, she suddenly found it amusing.

What bad intentions could innocent little Seele have?

"Perhaps... I was just too tired?"

After that, such incidents occurred less frequently.

But it's not impossible for them to happen again.

Occasionally, after Kiana woke up, she would feel full in her stomach, resulting her unable to eat any snacks, and occasionally she would feel short-term memory loss, feeling like she had done something and yet nothing at all.

The progress of her games would also unknowingly advance, or strange new save files would appear.

More and more doubts arose, seemingly only after coming to Bronie's house.

In this unsettled life, after holding it in for a whole week, Kiana finally couldn't take it anymore and sought out Bronie.

"Bronie, you must save me! Do I have some terminal illness? Do I need Bronie's kiss to be cured?"

"Bronya believes that fairy tales are deceiving. The so-called kisses are just psychological, and more importantly, Bronya thinks this behavior is very unhygienic."

"What! Bronie is so pretty, even if she kisses, it must be fragrant!"

"What Bronya said naturally isn't about Bronie, but about you, Miss Grasshopper."

"You little brat, just because you're young doesn't mean I won't mess with you! Damn it, disturbing me while I'm picking up girls, it's like I killed one of your own parents. You're asking for divine retribution!"

"Hehe, Bronya doesn't believe in that. Knowledge can protect Bronya from being struck by lightning forever."

"Cough cough, okay, okay, Kiana, and Bronya, stop quarreling. Kiana, you really are carefree. It's been a week already before you told me about this, are you still afraid of troubling me?"

Bronie interrupted the argument between the two. She felt unsure why but Bronya just likes to argue with Kiana, and Kiana likes to argue back with Bronya.

Of course, the two of them still get along well, but Bronya often intervenes in Kiana's interactions with other children.

Even Nina recently started to imitate Kiana, doing some new and interesting things, like blowing up the kitchen.

It's only been a week.

In the future, Bronie can't even imagine what Kiana will do.

"It's not that, it's just that I see Bronie and the little one busy all day long, sorry for bothering you... And I also repeatedly confirmed whether I was really sick, but I doesn't feel wrong either."

Bronie pretended to ponder for a moment, then looked up and down at Kiana.

Her gaze made Kiana uncomfortable all over.

"According to your symptoms, it's actually related to multiple personalities. Many split personalities will have similar situations, such as your teacher Vill-V, who also has different personality memories that don't communicate with each other."

"Huh!? I thought it was Sister Vill-V's bad memory!"

Kiana was shocked, but when she heard Bronie say that Vill-V also had similar situations to her, she calmed down a bit.

"In essence, you and her are the same individual. As for treatment, you can merge with each other, or you can fight each other, of course, you can also coexist like Seele. If the other you wants to be more free, it's also possible to get another body."

Bronie could probably understand how unsettling it would be for someone to suddenly have another person in their mind.

But is Kiana the kind of person with a normal thought process?

"So are the desserts lately, all eaten by her?"

Hearing Kiana's question, Bronya facepalmed in exasperation.

"Shouldn't Kiana be more concerned that half of her life has been taken away?"

"But... Didn't Bronie say the other me is also me?"

"Now that you think about it that way, just get along well with the other you, starting with introductions, interests, dreams, hobbies, and so on."

"Huh? But Bronie, every time I'm not conscious, how do I get along with the other me?"

"But Kiana, haven't you heard of leaving messages?"

Bronya couldn't bear to watch anymore. Does Bronie really have to install an external brain for Kiana to live properly?

"Oh right! Then I'll communicate with the other me properly! I'm really looking forward to it. What kind of personality will the other me have, and why did she start coming out recently..."

"Maybe she'll be a child who's afraid of being alone, after all, being born quietly by yourself, but surrounded by familiar strangers."

"Um... Kiana will share friends and beautiful girls with her half!"

Well, no surprise there.

After Kiana left, Bronya couldn't hold back anymore.

"Sister Bronie, is this really okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Lying to Kiana in front of Sirin, that guy has Kiana's memories, right? Aren't you afraid of angering Sirin?"

"She can't beat me, and I can still protect you guys. At most, the house blows up, but do you remember how I repaired the kitchen with my ability?"

"Okay, is this the power of knowledge, or just pure power?"

"Uh... Knowledge, yes, it's knowledge."

Bronya was somewhat skeptical, but decided to take it seriously.

"Whatever, let's just play games. Bronya is even more looking forward to what kind of game Bronie will make. When it really starts, Bronya wants to understand how complex making a game really is."

"Thinking of giving up?"

Bronie looked at Bronya's eyes, there was no intention of giving up in those eyes, but her words actually spurred Bronya's fighting spirit.

"No, Bronya wants to work harder!"

"Don't tire yourself out. When interests become work, they often greatly consume one's passion, turning hobbies into sources of pain, and at the same time affecting one's performance. Making games, for example, often requires the author to maintain enough enthusiasm."

"Okay, Bronya will remember that. So Bronie, work harder and finish making the game and the game console sooner."

"You really have the makings of a good capitalist. Are you already learning to exploit me?"

"But if the game console is made late, Bronya's electronics factory will lose money every day! Bronie wouldn't want to see Bronya go bankrupt, right? In the end, if Bronya's factory goes bankrupt, Bronie will have to find manufacturers herself."

This Russian salted duck really knows how to play ball!

"The game is already in progress, and so is the game console! Don't worry, good things take time!"

Every day, under Bronya's high-intensity urging, Bronie needs to take a good hit of Seele and Sin to recover.

...

Back in her room, Kiana looked around at her surroundings.

It was a bit monotonous, but not too big of a problem.

She brought a small cake from the kitchen, and the cherries on top clearly said, "This is Rosalia's cherry cake, do not touch!"

But for the other her, Kiana exchanged this cake for a pretty little dress with Rosalia.

Carefully placing the cake on the desk, Kiana then took a pen and started writing and drawing on paper.

"Hello! Other me, Bronie said you're a bit shy, so you always avoid me when you come out to play. But it's okay, this cake is for you. Let's be friends, okay? I love fragrant beautiful girls the most, and since we share the same body, you must be very cute and fragrant too. Let's work together and take all the children in the orphanage!"

Afterwards, Kiana felt that this message was a bit off, so she took off the chameleon hairpin from her head and drew a lifelike chameleon based on its pattern.

Really cute!

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Kiana covered herself with the blanket, holding onto her dream of defeating all opponents with her other self and collecting all the beautiful girls in the world, and closed her eyes.

Almost the moment Kiana closed her eyes, Sirin opened hers.

"Hmph, offering sacrifices to me, this cowardly Kiana. Is it so that you can survive from me?! But beautiful girls... Perhaps this is also a way to defeat Bronie, deceive her with foolish emotions, let her experience the deepest despair in her happiest moment! Hahaha, naive ants, be grateful to me!"