Under the night sky, Yalin came to the rooftop to breathe some fresh air. Although the clone made of ice crystals could no longer breathe, and of course had no physical strength, he still jumped down one by one with several girls. It always feels tiring.
Yalin couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Although sometimes I feel that getting along like this is more labor-intensive than warm and fragrant, but Yalin does not deny that there is still a slight sense of happiness in his heart. After all, with himself We used to get along with people who only appeared in fantasy, whether it was Elogel as an elf or girls from different two-dimensional worlds, if the creator "Panda" hadn't arranged this fantasy journey for him, So Yalin, who was a mortal in his previous life, would never have had this experience that no one else could have.
"Nemo~ Help me send a message to the Creator."