Suddenly, the girl's delicate body was touched by a warm touch.
Greta slowly regained her senses and saw another girl standing in front of her, gently stroking her cold body and trying to stuff the girl's clean cotton back in before it was soiled.
"Don't be afraid, it's a tunneling machine!"
Grace suddenly stepped forward and opened her arms to hug Greta's monitor tightly.
The shimmering green light on Gretel's display screen seemed to have found fuel again, gradually regaining its luster under the girl's warmth.
"Look, your Mashiro-kun is looking at you!"
Grace spoke softly, and the tunneling machine girl stood there dumbfounded for a moment.
It suddenly remembered where it was and what it needed to do.
"Ya~ha!"
The tunneling machine girl suddenly became tough, struggling to control her still relatively intact other half of her body, forcing herself to turn her body towards Mashiro-kun.
Thump! Thump!
The giant machine moved slowly, and both Fagar and Ellen stepped back.
Ellen retreated halfway behind Faga, her strong tail pressing against Faga's back as she quietly approached Faga's ear, gritting her teeth fiercely: "Were you trying to make fun of me just now?"
"Pfft... No way, you know I'm very serious when I work."
Fagga forced himself not to look behind him.
Even when a stranger embarrasses himself, Fagha remains calm and unperturbed, as if it's none of his business.
But the thought that it was Ellen who had been drawn into the center of the world made him unable to control the corners of his mouth from turning up, and his lower lip had long been bitten white by Fagga himself.
If they turned around now, how could Ellen, who was always familiar with Fagar, not see it?
Furthermore, Fagah knew that although Ellen didn't say it, the expressions she unintentionally revealed afterward showed that Ellen was still bothered by being bitten.
You should know that sharks also like to bite!
Ellen stood behind Fagga, her eyes half-closed. If Fagga's answer gave her even a moment's opportunity to find a flaw, she would have an excuse to retaliate.
"Are you really not having any strange thoughts?"
"No, in front of their masters, Victoria's domestic staff must maintain the most basic decorum."
"...Tsk!"
"Eileen, watch your posture, that tunneling machine is about to turn around."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
Ellen put down the giant scissors and stood on the ground, giving Faga a perfunctory answer, then using the giant scissors to turn her gaze to the side.
While this little interlude was unfolding, Grace's music was also playing.
Grace pointed to the unfinished building where Greta had jumped earlier and exclaimed with great emotion, "Look, that's your Mashiro-kun. It's been watching you all along!"
"Mashiro-kun..."
The girl gazed tenderly at the screen, when suddenly a torrential downpour of tears erupted from it all, and she burst into sobs.
"Waaaaah!!! Mashiro-kun... Mashiro-kun is still watching me! But I just can't hold on anymore, Mashiro-kun! I'm so sorry!!!"
"Don't cry, good boy, you've done a great job."
Grace gently patted Greta's screen and said, "Mashiro-kun, whom you love so much, is also a good boy. No matter how difficult the challenges you face, he has never abandoned you. He truly loves you too!"
"Waaah! Mashiro-kun, I want to stay with you forever!"
With tears welling up in her eyes, Greta shouted loudly, struggling to use the demolition saw as a crutch, and dragged half of her body toward the unfinished building.
It was midday. The girl's first love, like cherry blossoms, was in full bloom at its most passionate moment. The cold body of the plane gradually became hot under the blessing of love, and even the road seemed to willingly ignite the sparks of love for this couple.
Grace silently accompanied it, like a bride's family member at a wedding ceremony, carefully handing her beloved child over to the boy on the other side.
"Mashiro-kun..."
The girl finally climbed up to Mashiro-kun. The tunnel boring machine and the unfinished building were bathed in sunlight. Grace, filled with longing, clasped her hands together, admiring the contrast between concrete and love.
Thump!
A sudden loud noise pulled Grace back to reality.
Upon closer inspection, she realized that the sound she had just heard was actually Gretel raising her wrecked saw in an attempt to touch Mashiro-kun.
However, because he didn't control his strength well, a dent appeared on one of Mashiro's pillars.
Grace's expression suddenly changed. If this situation were applied to humans, it would be like a girl acting cute towards a boy, only to have a cute little punch break his ribs.
No...no!
We can't let this child destroy their lover, or at least we can't let them realize it themselves.
This is too cruel!
Grace stepped forward, patted Greta's screen, and whispered, "Come back with me!"
"No way!"
The girl haughtily turned her head away, then suddenly lunged forward, wrapping one leg and the demolition saw around Mashiro-kun's pillar, clinging to it tightly.
The girl stubbornly declared, "I want to stay with Mashiro forever! Even Mukuro won't separate us!"
"But you'll run out of fuel if you keep going like this!"
Grace pleaded, "You're a mechanical girl, the cutest girl ever. Do you really want Mashiro to watch you slowly age, until you can't even walk, can't lift the demolition saw, and the fuel can't supply enough power to open your eyes, and then watch you die silently..."
"Do you want to make Mashiro-kun feel sorry for you?!"
"I...I don't want to..."
The girl's tone showed a hint of hesitation. She slightly raised the display screen and gazed at the pillar she was tightly hugging, her eyes filled with reluctance.
Seeing that her persuasion had worked, Grace stepped forward again, flipped over the huge shell of the intelligent machine to its display screen, and said gently, "Mashiro-kun is right here. He will always wait with you and watch over your faithful love."
"Look, feel it closely, Mashiro-kun is embracing you!"
"Don't you believe in Mashiro-kun?"
"I...I...Waaaaaah!!!!"
Greta burst into tears again, the screen tilted forward, and Grace pulled her into her arms, patting her gently and saying, "It's okay, it's okay."
First love has its joys and sorrows, and a young girl pursues it steadfastly during the prime of her life...
"This is what it means for a girl to grow up!"
"Grete, come back with me and grow into a truly outstanding young woman!"
"Yes, I want to go back with you!"
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