Chapter 123 The Alchemist's Simulated World of Reason
That night, because it snowed so heavily, Vermouth used this as an excuse not to leave, and fell asleep very late, which was Shiho's dream.
The third level of the Logos simulation.
The theme is the strategies of medieval alchemists. It seems that Haibara, or rather, Miyano Shiho, really enjoys role-playing as an ancient alchemist.
After all, the alchemists of the Middle Ages are biochemists in modern times.
Then I looked at the medieval magical setting through the lens of a modern person and found it quite interesting, as this is my specialty.
Of course, as a well-read genius, she knew she wouldn't want to travel back to the Middle Ages if she were to live in the real world. After all, life back then was definitely not as convenient as it is today. Even bathing was a major problem.
Of course, in this simulated world, there is no need to consider these trivial details of life.
But this time, the setting is set in the Middle Ages. I wonder if it is the "strategy" of the "alchemist" or the "hunting strategy" of the "thousand-faced queen"? (This is very meaningful)
Bet fifty cents, this strategy is the 36 strategies of love, running away is the best strategy... Oh no, it's the strategy of luring someone into a trap.
The flickering candlelight casts a soft golden glow on the ancient books arranged on the library shelves.
The Chinese translation reads: "On a dark and windy night, a lonely girl."
The orange air is full of orange, the orange light shines everywhere, and the orange is in a very good state.
In this secluded room, the sound of footsteps had long since disappeared, leaving only the faint crackling of the fire.
Miyano Shiho stroked the worn leather ridges with her fingers, getting the standard action of a literary young woman (alchemist version).
My eyes scanned the titles. As expected of a researcher, reading titles felt like scanning a gene sequence.
This is her refuge, her escape from the approaching conspiracy and danger.
The flag is raised. High-energy warning ahead, this is the battlefield.
Chinese translation: "What you think is a safe zone is actually a boss spawn point."
Exit? I'm afraid it's the entrance to another wolf's den (smirk).
A small rustling sound behind her made her nerves tense.
Is that the sound of a windbreaker rubbing against the ground? Sound effects for the limited edition Bayonetta skin.
You should be protected by the barrage at this point. High energy ahead. Non-combatants, please evacuate quickly (and take out the sunflower seeds).
She turned, ready to flee or fight, only to find herself face to face with the woman who embodied the ever-present threat.
"Vermouth." Shiho's voice was cold, not concealing her suddenly pounding heart at all.
Shiho's heart: I'm crazy about Bayonetta, I'll bang my head against the wall for her.
Mouth: "Woman, you have successfully caused me physical discomfort."
Inner thought: "Oh no, it's a heart-pounding feeling."
The charming woman behind him smiled, a cat-like smile full of prey.
The cat-like Bayonetta is pure and sexy, wild and cool.
"Dear Shirley, I've been looking for you."
This sentence is about to start.
Shiho looked at her warily, like a frightened kitten: "What do you want to do?"
"Can't I just simply enjoy being with you?" Vermouth stepped closer, her movements smooth and graceful. As expected of a movie queen, she moved like she was walking on the red carpet.
Chinese translation: "I just want to tease you and see you get angry. It's such a beautiful thing."
"Your happiness always comes at a price." Shiho took a step back, cursing as her back hit the hard shelf. Trapped.
Miyano Shiho, a clear-headed person, reveals the secret of heaven with one word.
Classic wall-dong prelude. Bookshelf: I was terrified, but I couldn't move.
There's no way back, so... just enjoy it. (Being beaten)
Chinese translation: Shiho: "Your happiness is usually built on my pain." Then, Shiho-chan hit the wall, in the physical sense of the word "hitting the wall".
Vermouth's smile grew even brighter: "You know me too well." She reached out her hand, and her gloved fingers slid down Shiho's arm.
Very pleasant and must-win.
I'm getting it. Good reviews for wearing gloves. Abstinence and sensuality. Invisibly seductive.
Sister Bei: "You answered correctly. I'll reward you with a chance to feel me up close." (Then she starts touching me)
"Maybe, I just want to...remember."
Is Nostalgia (Physical Limited Edition) coming?
Was the last time we were this close during the rooftop standoff in the Full Moon arc? Or was it the first encounter during the bus robbery? (I started frantically searching the original storyline.)
Because of this intimate touch, Shiho hated her body's reaction to Vermouth's touch.
Reason: Push her away quickly.
Body: No, I think I can hold on a little longer, maybe even like it a little bit?
"Memories of what?"
Shiho: I'll pretend I don't understand and give you a look so you can figure it out yourself.
Asking even though you know the answer, and being reluctant but willing, that's fine, this is very Miyano Shiho.
"The last time we were this close." Vermouth's eyes burned, and her voice was low: "Do you remember, Shiho?"
Shiho felt a flush creep up her neck, the illusion of that fateful encounter seared into her mind.
Shiho's body sent out an honest signal—"Warning. Warning. The opponent's Charisma is too high, and the defense system is about to collapse."
Yameidie, she once swore that she would never let her guard down in front of this woman again, but now, she fell into Vermouth's trap again.
It is a love net and also a dragnet, a Sulli limited edition.
"I remember." Her voice trembled.
Vermouth's eyes gleamed with victory: "Then perhaps you will let me relive those... nostalgic moments."
The hunter's smug smile before his success.
Shiho's furry little head, with an IQ of 180, was calculating rapidly, thinking about how to get out of the predicament.
Brain: Working at full speed. Plan A, kick her. Plan B, bite her. Plan C, scold her. Plan D, surrender? (garbled text)
The developer of APTX4869 has his IQ temporarily offline and his emotional processor is overloaded.
But Vermouth was too close to her, and her presence overwhelmed Shiho's senses.
Bayonetta's aura is roughly equivalent to "field expansion", and all of Shirley's resistances within the field are reduced by 99%.
"I don't have time to play games with you, Vermouth." Shiho tried to make her voice sound cold, but no matter how she listened to it, it lacked conviction.
"Oh, but I think you have time." Vermouth moved closer until Shiho could feel her breath on her cheek.
Sister Bei: No, you do. The domineering president (movie actress version) speaks.
"After all, you are the one who came here on your own initiative to seek academic knowledge and came to our small library."
I thought it was an alchemy lab, but it was actually a high-temperature love chamber. Tsk tsk tsk.
Shiho cursed herself for her stupidity.
Chinese translation: "I, Miyano Shiho, have planned everything in my life, but my IQ always drops in front of her. I hate it."
Of course, Vermouth would know her hiding place and would take the initiative to find her.
Bayley's tracking ability is maxed out. Shirley's limited edition GPS means you'll never get lost.
There is no pursuit without reason, only a long-planned approach.
Chinese translation: "Oh, woman, do you think you can escape from my palm?" (with a devilish smile)
The professional qualities of the actress with a thousand faces are so terrifying.
Sister Bei has excellent business skills, as she can manipulate people's hearts and play with her prey at her fingertips.
Chinese translation: "She is a vixen who specializes in seducing innocent (?) little alchemists."
And Shiho, despite her talent, is helpless before her.
There is always something to conquer something else, like brine and tofu, Sister Bei is controlling Shiho steadily.
No matter how high your IQ is, you're afraid that your EQ (or your resistance to certain people) will drop to zero.
Shiho: It's so hard for me. This woman is poisonous. But I think... I'm a little addicted? (Dangerous statement)
Vermouth is the abyss, and Shiho is standing on the edge of the cliff, gazing at the starry sky that tempts her to fall.
The whole world knows that she is smart, but she becomes a "natural reactant" only in front of Vermouth.
The essence of love may be a carefully planned alchemy, involving temptation, disguise, ambiguity, and desire, hoping to refine a unique "philosopher's stone."
But who is the alchemist, and who is the material in the crucible?
Perhaps, they all are.
"What do you want from me?" she asked, disgusted by the desperation in her own voice.
The Queen’s classic opening move: It’s over, Barbie Q is gone, I’m going to fall but I still want to be strong.
I was trying to be tough, but why did my voice soften? (Inner thoughts: Damn, this woman is so charming.)
Vermouth's smile was mysterious: "Everything." She leaned closer, her lips touching Shiho's ear: "And nothing."
“Everything.”—your body, your mind, your APTX4869 antidote formula (not).
"There's nothing again." - I'm playing hard to get, and the riddle man never admits defeat.
She wants everything, yet seems to care about nothing. Sister Bei, the PUA master is so terrifying. (Complimentary)
Shiho trembled all over, struggling between the desire to escape and the temptation to surrender. Vermouth's aura was intoxicating, and her charm was something that no one in this world could resist.
Whether it is the real world or this medieval world.
She sighed helplessly and let herself be held in Vermouth's arms. She knew that no matter what the cost, she was willing to follow this woman into the abyss.
Is it the abyss of love, the abyss of alchemy, or the abyss of organization? (There are too many elements, and these side quests look very interesting. I recommend going through them all.)
After a long time. (3,000 words omitted here.)
Shiho's dream changed the scene.
Maybe he turned over while sleeping, so the scene was interrupted, or the scene was a little blurry, which slightly changed the direction of the plot.
But because I wasn't fully awake, and didn't get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom to disturb my dream, I was able to continue.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of spices and the crackling of the fireplace. This dream was truly high-end, and it still had an olfactory element.
In other words, this simulated world of the Key of Logos can expand and enhance the five senses of people during sleep.
She created this simulated world to help herself make the antidote and uncover the secrets of the Black Organization, but if it were commercialized, it would multiply the market value of the top gaming multinational corporations in various countries around the world.
As a genius with an IQ of 180, it is too easy to earn a little pocket money in the real world to buy brand-name bags.
In the dream, nineteen-year-old Shiho moved gracefully and skillfully, her fingers weighing and operating deftly.
Vermouth was in the shadows, staring at Shiho, her eyes fixed on her back.
"You are truly an alchemist, my dear Shirley." Vermouth's voice was low and seductive, causing Shiho's heart to tremble.
"I prefer the word scientist," Shiho replied calmly, without distracting herself.
Shiho: Adhere unwaveringly to the materialist view of science. Alchemy was early chemistry.
Vermouth chuckled: "Ah, yes. You are always so rational, aren't you?"
Subtext: But now you are irrational because of me~ Hehe. (Raises eyebrows)
She walked closer, her footsteps silent on the plush carpet.
Stealth skills maxed out, standard agent operation. Cat-like woman: "And yet you're here, brewing magic potions in the middle of the night."
Shiho paused for a moment. "This is no ordinary potion, Vermouth. It's the result of years of research and study."
Shirley: Humph, mortal, this is a treasure that embodies the crystallization of my wisdom.
Oh my, is this the medieval version of APTX4869?
"Well, yes. Your talent is truly unparalleled."
Vermouth's fingers stroked Shiho's shoulder line, causing a slight tremor: "Shirley, tell me, what miracle are you summoning now?"
It's on. Sister Bei starts to make moves. Uncle JC is this person.
Shiho swallowed hard, trying to keep her voice steady. "Poison. Antidote. A tool to aid us...in our work."
It's the default team, right? I've already included my own people.
Shirley: These are all legitimate medicines. (feeling guilty)
Vermouth hummed in approval, sliding her hand down Shiho's arm. "How delightfully pragmatic. However, I have a feeling there's more to it than that."
Where is Bayley's hand sliding? JC uncle is this person. If it slides again, it will not pass the review.
Bei Jie: I know you are being arrogant, but you have me in your heart. I know your little tricks.
The insight of the actress with a thousand faces was terrifying. Shirley seemed transparent in front of her.
Shiho turned to look at Vermouth and narrowed her eyes: "What do you mean?"
Classic squinting warning. The queen's aura is coming. Ready to strike back?
Sparks flew from this eye contact. The air was filled with electricity.
Shirley: Just say what you want to say. Don't force me to take medicine. Hum! (her eyes gradually become dangerous)
Vermouth's smile was full of heart, and her eyes were meaningful: "Nothing, dear. I'm just... curious."
This smile is full of the ease of an adult.
Shiho felt the familiar attraction of Vermouth. This woman could break down her defenses bit by bit with the slightest gesture.
This is not the first time.
She hated how easily Vermouth could unsettle her, making her question her motives and intentions.
Whether in the real world or in the simulated world.
The younger iceberg vs the older sister.
Shirley's inner thoughts: Damn it, I'm being manipulated by this woman again. But... I really like this feeling, what should I do?
"Curiosity is a dangerous thing, Vermouth," Shiho warned, her voice steady.
Is this a warning to Sister Bei, or a warning to myself not to sink?
A famous scientific saying: "There is only one truth", but here it means "There is only one danger"?
The cold girl's last line of defense goes into warning mode.
Vermouth narrowed her eyes: "Ah, don't you know? Dangerous, but it's my best love potion."
A golden sentence is born. Pause to take screenshots.
As expected of Bayonetta. She's playing with her heartbeat. She's testing the limits of her own demise.
Chinese translation: "The more dangerous it is, the more excited I am." Exciting. High.
To put it bluntly is to tease people without leaving any room for maneuver.
Alchemy is the transformation of metal into gold, and love is the transformation of calm into fire.
Shiho is brewing medicine and also distilling her own heartbeat.
Facing Vermouth’s declaration that “danger is the best drug for love,” what are Shirley’s (Miyano Shiho) true thoughts most likely to be at this moment?
A. "Hello, sister. I can do it." (He then quietly took out a small notebook and wrote down this sentence, listing it as a new strain research subject)
B. "Oh, woman, you're playing with fire." (And start calculating how to fight back scientifically, such as developing a truth agent that only works on Baylor.)
C. "This isn't scientific. But... it's a little bit crazy." (Rationality evaporates, and the heart rate curve is like a roller coaster)
D. "Oh my! I think I've met a love scammer, but she's so good at it. What should I do? I'm waiting online, it's urgent." (Pupils tremble, and he quietly hides the "we" tool again)
Vermouth closed the distance between them and placed his hands on Shiho's waist. Shiho's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her ears.
She knew she should push Vermouth away, run away and hide, but this woman's allure was too strong.
Shiho: My waist...my waist is about to break (both physically and mentally)
Rational Man: Danger. Run. Code Red.
Body: No, you don't. You want her body. (dog head)
The sobbing was a cry for breath, a sensible signal for help.
"What do you want from me?" Shiho asked in a low voice, hating the fragility in her voice.
The questioning of the top student, with a little bit of tremolo, is doubly cute.
The tone of voice made it clear that a former genius scientist of the organization had become love-sick.
Vermouth leaned in, her lips brushing against Shiho's ear. "That's foul!" she exclaimed. "Who could possibly resist this?" Could this be a form of bewitching magic that existed in the scientific worldview?
"Everything," she whispered, "and nothing."
Here it comes. Sister Bay's thousand-layer routine.
Translation: I want it all, but it’s like I want nothing. The main point is to keep you guessing.
This line is worthy of you, the actress with a thousand faces. Riddler, get out of Beika Town (bushi).
She wants to be a human being but also a free soul, a standard "winery female sea king" configuration.
After hearing this kind of talk so many times, Shiho was afraid that she had been deceived by PPT.
Just wait a minute, Hashidou Madai, this line seems to be the same as in the previous scene, so is this line still on repeat in Shiho's dream? It's too environmentally friendly.
Masaka, could it be that this dream is about to cause me to fall into a cycle like Suzumiya Haruhi's never-ending summer?
What exactly does Vermouth mean by “everything and nothing”?
A. She wants to obtain Shiho's scientific research results, but does not want to take the risk for the organization.
B. She wants all of Shiho, including her soul and body, but doesn't want to be bound by any relationship. (Sea King warning! Kudo Yukiko victim warning! Conan's three views are shocked warning!)
C. She is just playing a language game and enjoying the pleasure of being in control.
D. She lost her memory and forgot what she was going to say. (Conan's classic amnesia joke)
Choose B. In the adult world, you want both and more.
Option D is too crude, but it is not impossible. After all, this is the world of science.
Shiho was trembling all over, her determination crumbling in the face of Vermouth's seductive offensive.
She knew she was playing a dangerous game.
High emotional intelligence: dangerous game; low emotional intelligence: playing with fire.
Reason told her that this woman was too dangerous, but emotion told her that dying under the peony flowers would be a romantic endeavor even as a ghost.
This is some kind of Stockholm literature (it’s not), it’s “My sister’s fish pond is so big, I want to go in and take a look.”
She sighed, closing the distance between them and kissing Vermouth passionately on the lips.
Main attack!
This is called a two-way rush (physical). Shiho's counterattack was beautiful. From "I should run away" to "I rushed forward" in just one look.
The scientist is offline, but the love-brained one is online. He is addicted to the side love story and the main storyline is progressing slowly. In the next episode, Masaka will not see the development of APTX.
The candlelight flickered in the room, and the light and shadows danced on the wall. Shiho and Vermouth danced a sexy ancient dance together.
Wall: I didn't see anything, I was just a medieval backdrop.
Every touch was like a raging fire, almost swallowing up the two of them.
"Burning calories" in the physical sense.
"The Swallowed Young Girl Genius" by Beilu Modou.
Shiho's fingers caressed Vermouth's soft, flawless skin, marveling at the silky touch and her light rose scent.
Shiho: This feel... is even more captivating than the molecular structure of APTX4869. Even more fascinating than studying perpetual motion machines. It's not that I don't want to be rational, it's that her fragrance makes my rationality collapse.
Vermouth seemed to be intent on memorizing every inch of Shiho's skin. Her touch was as light as a feather, yet burning with a strong heat.
Translation: My sister's technique is pure and lustful. Textbook-level teasing.
Together they danced the elegant and deadly tangerine waltz.
A relationship between two people with extremely high IQs. Dating is like playing chess. Every move is a game of strategy.
On the surface, it is a battle between masters, with every step being a test and temptation, as if playing a game of chess of the century; but in fact, it is the awakening of instinct, and the body understands "I want you" before the brain.
They are fighting a war without gunpowder with their bodies, and the stakes are each other's hearts.
In a medieval castle, two equally intelligent and lonely souls, amidst extreme danger and temptation, are trying to find some confirmation and belonging.
Vermouth's lips lightly touched the sensitive skin of Shiho's neck. She arched her body to respond to the touch, and her hands actively entangled in Vermouth's blonde hair, pulling her closer and closer.
The image of a cool scientist has long been shed.
"Vermouth..." Shiho's voice was mixed with desire and a little fear.
A Mixture of Desire and Fear: The Alchemical Puzzle of the Human Romantic State, p. 101.
"Shh, my dear Shirley." Vermouth's lips bloomed into a charming smile on Shiho's skin: "Let me take care of you."
Is this "care" serious? (Dog head) Is it the kind of care you give to someone, like covering them with a blanket, or the kind that requires turning on the lights? I understand. It's the kind of care unique to alchemists, the "material purification" type.
Sister Bei: "Don't make noise, little kitty. I love you. Be good and let me check you out."
If you think about it carefully, the word "take care of" should be written as "pampering" and read as "dominate"...
Then, the corner of Beijie's delicate and beautiful lips gently left a mark on Shiho's skin.
Shiho, clench your hands tightly.
She knew she was playing a dangerous game, willingly giving herself to a woman who could completely destroy her, yet, in that moment, she couldn't care less.
"Dangerous Game" - Chinese translation: Play Russian roulette with the organization's top female assassin (and movie queen), the stakes are your heart.
Aijiang OS: "I know she is playing with fire, I know I will become cannon fodder, but I just want to jump on her, even if it's just to warm myself by the fire."
Like a moth to a flame, drinking poison to quench thirst, but she enjoys it. Is this the magic of love? (Lost in thought)
Vermouth's hands roamed, tracing the curves and planes of Shiho's body with a reverence that was completely different from her usual cold and cynical demeanor.
At this moment, Bayley's hands are like Michelangelo's chisel and Leonardo da Vinci's paintbrush, and she is artistically exploring and appreciating the "treasures".
Shiho felt herself gradually disintegrating under the impact of the senses, her rational defense as an alchemist or scientist collapsing with every touch and every kiss.
Vermouth's way of "care" is closer to which of the following alchemical operations?
A. "Dissolution and Recondensation" (Solvé et Coagula): First, let Shiho completely melt, and then reshape it into the shape you like.
B. "Purification": Remove all distractions and fears from Shiho, leaving only pure emotions.
C. "Transmutation": Transform "Sulli", an ordinary stone, into her own "love gold".
D. "The Making of the Philosophers Stone": He wants to create the eternal "Elixir of Love" from Shiho.
Every "dissolution", "combustion" and "sublimation" in the process, no matter the result is dazzling gold or useless ashes, has itself become the deepest mark in life.
Vermouth's movements were calm, her eyes fixed on Shiho.
Shiho, you've fallen into the quicksand called "Vermouth".
Time seemed to slow down, and every second seemed to stretch out for eternity, as the two danced side by side in the primitive lily-style dance moves.
Slow dance in the mist, with the blessing of medieval castle Gothic filter.
Shiho felt herself disintegrating, her carefully constructed barriers crumbling, until she was left vulnerable and exposed to Vermouth's relentless onslaught.
The wall of my heart shattered. It shattered all over the floor.
At that moment, she didn't care.
She gladly accepted the destruction, the reality that her carefully constructed defense system had been destroyed, because in Vermouth's arms, she felt that she was still alive, and even more alive.
M attribute awakening? No, this is being blinded by love (and beauty).
Then, they huddled together, their heartbeats slowly returning to normal.
Shiho felt a peculiar feeling of exhaustion and excitement.
The brain blue screen, love bug has been generated.
Vermouth's long, beautiful fingers gently stroked Shiho's jaw.
A fierce tiger one second and a good cat the next?
Shiho found herself leaning forward to greet the touch, no longer the prickly little kitten.
He placed his hand over Vermouth's, silently acknowledging the shift in power between the two.
"Shirley." Vermouth whispered, full of magnetism: "My smart and lovely Shirley."
The cheesy Chinese translation reads: "My baby, my most adorable little cutie, my sweetheart, Shirley~"
This is not a tone to coax people to sleep, this is a tone to coax people into sinking.
Shiho felt her heartbeat echoing in her ears.
Vermouth smiled, a triumphant smile, and said sweet words in English: "You are mine, Shirley. Forever and ever."
Shiho knew she should protest, push Vermouth away, and run away, but she didn't say the words.
Mr. Rational: Resist quickly.
Mr. Emotion: No, you don’t want to.
She sighed helplessly and allowed herself to be pulled back into Belmode's arms. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape.
Sister Bei's net is a dragnet, it is so tight that it is impossible to fly away even with wings, and there is no need to fly.
She was trapped in Vermouth's web, in this third-level Logos simulation.
She is willing to stay there even though it may inevitably lead to her own destruction.
Give up struggling and enjoy the present moment.
In this level of the simulated world, Shiho's alchemical formula ultimately produced not the elixir of immortality, but "self-dissolution".
At this moment, she temporarily forgot her goals in this simulated world, which were to find an antidote, uncover the secrets of the Black Organization, and seek revenge on Gin.
Q: Why did Shiho fall?
A. Vermouth's gaze attack is an A-level forbidden technique.
B. Automatically break down when being called "Smart and Beautiful Sulli"
C. I've actually been attracted to it for a long time, but I haven't figured out the alchemy yet.
D. It’s required by the plot, who knows.
So the question is, if Gin knew all this at this moment, what would his mental activity be:
A. "Sulli, how dare you betray the organization and seduce its leaders?" (Fury)
B. "Vermouth, how dare you hook up with Shirley, the one I've been searching for so long?" (jealous)
C. "... (silently takes out his phone) Vodka, book me the next flight to Hawaii, it's too chaotic here." (Tired and want to escape)
D. "Two women are causing a drama, and the organization's budget is going to be overspent again." (The financial manager's worry)
First choose C, after all, the model worker in the distillery is too difficult. But because the gin is pure black, there is no mercy.
The early morning light shines through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the messy sheets.
Is this magic? No, it’s the ambiguous natural light lighting technique.
Middle Ages: Have I arranged the curtains?
The sheets are messy, but the plot is stable – it’s the “alchemical sheet reaction”.
Shiho moved, feeling aches all over, and memories of last night flooded back into her mind.
Well, last night's academic exchange (on the physics level) must have been intense (Doge)
As expected of someone with an experimental background, she checked her physical condition as soon as she woke up.
Vermouth was lying beside her, half asleep, her face still beautiful.
= Sleeping like a retired veteran, defenseless, even a little benevolent (?)
Shiho stared silently, taking in the woman who fascinated her so much.
Is the gaze a sign of love, or is he calculating the formula for the next bottle of APTX4869?
Chinese translation: I'm not looking at her, I'm looking at the reason why I have to go against my IQ of 180 and fall in love with her.
In this fragile state, Vermouth reveals a little bit of vulnerability.
She softened, she melted.
Bayonetta’s limited skin: [Fragile Beauty Sleeping Face·SSR].
This kind of softness and gentleness is in stark contrast to the cold-blooded, scheming character that Shiho is known for.
Stripped of her thousand-faced actress disguise, there is only Sharon Wynyard (or Chrissie Wynyard? Never mind, it doesn't matter).
Shiho suspects that many people have never seen this side of her: Oh, you mortals, I have it all to myself. (Proud face)
If Vermouth opened her eyes at this moment and saw Shiho staring at her, her first thought would most likely be:
A. "Oh? My little kitty/little Shirley finally got it?" (a smile of being in control)
B. "Was it too intense last night? Is her waist okay?" (with a touch of tenderness)
C. "Pretend to sleep for another five minutes and see what else she wants to do to me." (The dark and cunning actress appears online)
D. “A secret makes a woman woman…and this moment is our little secret.” (Classic retelling, but with a hint of orange)
Shiho reached out and gently stroked the beautiful lines of Vermouth's chin.
As a person who cares very much about her independent subjectivity, there is a part of her deep down that wants to hate this woman and resent her for invading her life and thoughts so easily.
However, Shiho found that she couldn't do it. Miyano Shiho, a spiritual warrior, surrendered to love.
Geniuses will only be attracted to geniuses, and ordinary people should not even think of getting involved.
Shiho sighed softly, and with helplessness, chose to give up the victory.
There is no turning back = The navigation has planned a new route, destination: Belmode's atrium.
Then, when Vermouth moved, opened her eyes slightly, and met Shiho's gaze, Shiho found that she didn't mind this woman breaking into her world.
Even with sleepy eyes, he could still accurately lock his gaze on the heroine. How long has Miss Bayonet been pretending to sleep?
As expected of a queen-level hunter, she is capable of "eye sniping" as soon as she wakes up.
When the corners of Vermouth's delicate and beautiful lips revealed a knowing and as charming smile as ever, Shiho knew that she had no choice.
Chinese translation: Forget it, just lie down and let them deal with you, it’s quite enjoyable anyway.
Bayley's smile is definitely a smug smile of "Little Kitty/Little Shirley, you can't escape~"
What happened between them defied logic and rationality.
Chinese translation: No matter how big the flood is, I just want to be close to this woman.
In Conan's world full of logic and reasoning, when a scientist who prioritizes logic falls in love with a phantom disguised as a mystery, the attraction between them is like an equivalent exchange in alchemy.
Q: Miyano Shiho, when Vermouth smiled knowingly, what would you do?
A. Immediately counterattack and regain the initiative (rationalists)
B. Watch her smile silently, and then your heart will beat fast (emotional)
C. Start thinking, "When did I fall so easily? 嘤嘤嘤" (Ke Xue Pai)
D. Open the lab notebook: record data and analyze the aphrodisiac properties of this smile (scientific madman)
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