Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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In short, it's a big job, a really big job, maybe...

Then, regarding surplus and deficit, I found that some people still wanted to emphasize the issue of "function".

Okay, then I'll spoil some more content within the scope of what's to come.

Yingque will undergo a dramatic change later on, which will make her one of the protagonist's strongest trump cards. However, this will happen later in the story, and the full story will only be revealed in the sequel.

In the course of this dramatic change, she will become what you all desire, although it will be a long time before that happens.

Of course, in the sequel, the world of the Otherworld Agency will be officially added, new environments and superpowers will begin to appear, and the international situation will change. The Reverse Kabbalah Factor is far more than just physical enhancement; during the protagonist's kiss and sexual intercourse with Ying Que, a small amount of the Reverse Kabbalah Factor has already infected Ying Que...

In short, she will become one of the protagonist's strongest trump cards, and will break free from the shackles of perfect goodness, becoming a true black swan.

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The girls tidied up the living room and prepared to return to their respective rooms to rest, while M16 had rushed up during her work at the bar and hadn't had time to tidy up yet; she still had to go back downstairs to clean the bar.

That's one of the advantages of their place being a quiet bar; it's peaceful, and customers are unlikely to cause trouble after drinking. Basically, all they need to do is wipe the table properly, and with her bartending skills, she won't spill any ingredients all over the table.

There is a time difference between the two countries. It's midnight where the commander is, but it's still daytime here. Even so, everyone's condition isn't very good today, and RPK plans to close up shop early to rest.

It seems that the rainy season in White Eagle has arrived early this year. For some time now, it has been raining heavily for several hours almost every day, which has made it difficult for people to travel.

Just as RPK was about to turn over the wooden sign at closing time, two figures holding black umbrellas appeared outside the door.

She recognized the short woman; she was Rosalia, one of the Commander's current partners. She didn't recognize the other woman, who was elegantly dressed and wore a monocle; perhaps she was Rosalia's friend?

...Well, there's no other way, since they're guests, I might as well finish this last order before closing up shop.

She opened the door again and invited the two of them in.

Rosalia's attitude remained the same, quite casual, while the other new customer was more polite, nodding slightly to RPK before folding his umbrella and entering the bar.

"Would you like me to hang your umbrella for you?"

"Yes, thank you very much!"

RPK took the umbrella and hung it by the door, glancing back at the two people who were already walking towards the bar.

They chatted from time to time, and judging from the elegant woman's expression, they seemed to have a good relationship.

Based on RPK's understanding of Rosalia, she would come either to inquire about Lofan's situation or to share something else. It's unclear what she wants to say this time, or perhaps both.

He quickly returned to the bar, prepared Rosalia's favorite Normandy Club No. 3, and then looked at this unfamiliar face with his eyes, asking what she wanted to drink.

She wasn't in a good mood today; she just wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible...

"A Champs-Élysées, please."

A glass of wine with a very strong herbal flavor, well...

RPK's bartending skills have become increasingly proficient, and she has basically reached the same level as Luo Fan. Perhaps now, there is no drink that she cannot mix, only drinks that she has never seen before. This is one of the advantages of being a human.

Champs-Élysées.

"Thank you."

With just a light sip, the other person expressed extremely high praise.

"This is a wonderful wine, and your technique is excellent. Thank you for your hospitality."

Unexpectedly, she was even more polite than RPK had imagined, which caught her off guard.

However, she quickly recovered and nodded, "It's my honor."

Before she could finish her drink, Rosalia pushed the empty glass in front of RPK, then got up and walked towards the bar entrance.

"Aither, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you outside."

......

From this perspective, Rosalia's attitude towards Ethel doesn't seem to be very good...

But she simply watched without asking any questions. At times like this, as the bartender, all she needed to do was listen attentively.

As a result, Aither's expression became troubled.

"Well, I think you can probably guess why we're here, so I'll get straight to the point."

"Please."

RPK took out a fruit platter and handed it to the other person.

"Oh, thank you! We love eating fruit too."

This elegant woman did not exude a strong sense of distance; on the contrary, she appeared very approachable.

But this statement... about us? Didn't Rosalia already leave?

But excessive curiosity is highly inappropriate for a bartender; she can only ever stand behind the bar as a listener...

While Athel was eating fruit, RPK noticed that her coat would occasionally swing in an extremely unnatural way, and this always happened while she was chewing.

That's strange, there's no wind here...

"Hmm, have Mr. Luo and his wife already had sexual relations?"

Damn it, such a heavyweight question right off the bat.

"I have no obligation to tell you that."

Regardless, she didn't want to answer that question.

"I understand. So, next question, Mr. Luo, have you been experiencing any noticeable discomfort recently?"

"No."

Based on what she knew, there was no such case, but the possibility that the commander had secretly taken care of it could not be ruled out.

But if Rosalia always arrives on time, then they should be able to find out in their own way.

Aethel seemed lost in thought as she pushed her empty wine glass forward.

"Alright, please keep a close eye on Madam's condition recently. She may experience significant adverse reactions in the near future, and they may be more severe than Mr. Luo's initial symptoms."

RPK finally frowned: "What do you mean?"

"That's what I mean. If this happens, please tell Mr. Luo to treat him using the same method. If this method also fails to suppress it, here is my business card. Please call me and I will get to him as quickly as possible."

......

RPK took the business card, which contained various information about Aither, including her address and phone number.

Perhaps we can have 45 check it out then...

"understood."

As soon as she finished speaking, Aither stood up and nodded slightly to RPK again: "Well then, that's settled. We'll be leaving now; we have a meeting waiting for us."

She left in such a hurry that RPK hadn't even recovered from his thoughts.

just leave?

Did I come here just to say that Miss Yingque might also experience similar symptoms? But what does that have to do with having sex? What did the Commander infect Miss Yingque with?

......

This message needs to be kept secret; she must tell the commander alone...

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The two indeed left quietly, without any prior notice or hint. While their friends still thought tonight wasn't the last night, they had already silently disappeared from the hotel.

The best and easiest way, at least for two people who are neither fond of nor good at expressing themselves, is indeed the case.

Before dawn, almost always around this time, the two had already left before anyone else woke up.

It would take about half a day to fly back to White Eagle, and Luo Fan hoped he could get back to the bar by evening so he could have some more time to sleep...

They caught an early flight, and although the revelry of the previous night left them extremely tired, it did not hinder their departure. However, Yingque had to rely on Luo Fan's shoulder to walk most of the time.

There was no way around it; it was the first time, and it was unavoidable, especially for Yingque, who was new to this and already physically weak.

Even after boarding the plane, the first thing Yingque wanted to do was sleep...

"My head hurts a little... It's a pity I couldn't bring my sleeping pills with me, I feel like I probably won't be able to sleep like this."

Yingque shook her head weakly, then leaned on Luo Fan's shoulder, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

The man beside her felt a mix of emotions. After all, it's hard to control oneself when emotions run high. Although he couldn't remember the details clearly, he seemed to have gone a little too far last night...

He said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I didn't really consider your feelings last night."

"No, I'm fine. On the contrary, this experience is quite novel for me. It's just that my constitution is too weak... uh..."

The girl paused, then lowered her head.

"what happened?"

He suddenly felt nervous.

The girl raised her hand, her head swaying slowly as if to tell him, "Don't worry, she's fine..."

really?

This doesn't look good at all.

"Ugh... vomit..."

Then came a violent bout of dry heaving. All of these symptoms seemed to be normal reactions to airsickness, but Yingque didn't have airsickness problems, otherwise there would have been problems when they arrived.

Luo Fan hurriedly took out a vomit bag from the back of the seat in front of him and placed it in front of Ying Que, but Ying Que only dry heaved and did not vomit anything after a few minutes.

Damn it, even though we didn't use protection last night, how can I start having morning sickness the very next day?

This was a flight that took off in the early morning. Yingque's retching naturally caused dissatisfaction among some passengers. Luo Fan could only apologize while helping Yingque to the restroom.

"Tsk, still can't get it out..."

It seemed to be just a sudden bout of nausea...

A few minutes later, Ying Que seemed to have finally recovered. She grabbed Luo Fan's arm and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Do you have a headache?

"It's alright... I'll take a nap, maybe that will make me feel better."

"Um......"

There's no other way right now. Let's wait until we get back and have Mrs. Grey take a look to see if there's anything wrong.

Her eyebrows drooped as her eyelids lowered, like a curtain falling, and her pupils, which had always shone brightly, became dull and lifeless.

To Luo Fan's surprise, the falling curtain was only the beginning, and the announcer seemed to be late...

......

RPK was the person who picked them up. Before Luo Fan boarded the plane, he had informed RPK in advance that he would take them back to the bar after their arrival.

This time, RPK's casual attire was a black woolen overcoat. Compared to her familiar combat uniform, RPK now exuded a more composed and intellectual aura, especially in the still-dark White Eagles.

"What's wrong, Miss Yingque? Is she unwell?"

"It's alright, let's take her home to rest first."

This seems to confirm Athel's statement...

She opened the car door, and her usually smiling, beautiful face was now as somber as a dark alley in the dead of night in New York.

Even while driving, she would occasionally check Yingque's situation through the rearview mirror above.

Just like Luo Fan thought, it didn't seem like something that could be solved by sleeping.

It's a pity she doesn't have a module for analyzing bioelectrical signals like Mrs. Grey, otherwise she might have been able to make a diagnosis on the spot...

She cleared her throat and said in a deep voice, "Commander, you may have to get off the vehicle earlier than scheduled."

The commander still needs to find out some new developments; as for Miss Yingque, we'll discuss that when we get back...

"what happened?"

“Go to Times Square in New York and I’ll take you there. You’ll see some interesting things there.”

"What is this..."

What new amazing things have the girls been up to while I was away?