Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Okay, it seems that Ta-mei didn't organize her thoughts well, leading to some kind of misunderstanding between them...

Just as he was thinking about how to explain, Ta Mei had already walked around the bar to his side, tilting her head back. Her innocent and clear eyes really made Lao Luo Fan both laugh and cry.

He gently stroked her soft white hair and said kindly, "You did a great job. Now go take a shower and rest. I'll have Sister Yingque make you something delicious later."

"Is this an instruction?"

"Well... sort of. Hurry up, it's getting late."

So, Taureus followed Ti and jogged upstairs, leaving Chris standing there, full of astonishment.

Luo Fan smiled gently, closed his eyes slightly, poured a glass of red wine, and handed it to the woman in front of him.

"I'm so sorry, Captain Christina, for neglecting you. Please have a seat."

Chris took the glass and said helplessly, "Just call me Chris, and please don't use honorifics with me anymore, it feels really strange."

"Neither of us, and I won't let my friends use honorifics when addressing me."

He slightly raised his glass to the other person in acknowledgment, and then drank it down.

...It was quite unexpected; he turned out to be a very gentle person, judging from his attitude toward himself and the girl.

Although I don't know much about alcohol, judging from the packaging and the overall style of the bar, this dark red glass must be quite expensive.

Fortunately, the other party considered her a friend.

After finishing his glass of wine, Luo Fan immediately poured him another one.

"So, regarding that girl, Tayarous..."

"You mean the Mafia?" Luo Fan shrugged, his smile concealing all his emotions.

"Yes, that is indeed one of our business areas."

As always, when personally entertaining guests, Luo Fan would bring out a fruit platter, but this time there were also some snacks, made by Ying Que herself.

"The Thomson family, currently the third largest family in New York, is a Mafia faction under our name, but the outside world knows nothing about it."

As if unaware of the weight of those words, the man put a grape in his mouth.

"But don't be nervous. The underworld is the underworld, and home is home. Here, you just need to be yourself."

...How could that be? They've already clearly identified themselves as members of the Mafia, how could they completely let go of their identities?

He may appear gentle and refined on the surface, but who knows, accidentally offending him could lead to your own demise in some sewer...

"There's another female officer like you in this bar. You two should have plenty to talk about, but she's not here right now..."

Helian is still stuck in Colorado. Damn the weather. If it doesn't get better soon, they'll have to try to get there by train, even though it takes a long time. Waiting like this isn't a solution.

Chris wasn't surprised: "Really? Let's wait until she gets back."

It's not surprising that the Mafia recruits veterans; after all, they are far more capable than street thugs and can save on medical expenses.

"So, what about the conductor? That's what Chris is more concerned about now, since she only came here because she received a letter from Sena."

"She's in her room in the attic, probably washing up right now."

Luo Fan continued, "She will help you settle in. Just go up to her. Remember, don't be too nervous. The people living here are all very easygoing. You can treat them as friends or family."

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They? How many of them are there?

PS: To be honest, I really didn't expect that Tamei's mech could only be operated in the second-level flat area. If that's the case, wouldn't it be unable to have a similar effect on any other electronic devices, and only have electronic warfare capabilities against humanoid special attacks?

476 Concealment

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"...Don't you know her? Why are you avoiding her?"

Rosalia emerged from an inconspicuous corner, carrying a wine glass, only after confirming that Chris had disappeared around the corner.

Rosalia was also present when Captain Chris was introduced. It was obvious that they all knew the captain. Rosalia thought they would greet her when she arrived, but she told herself not to mention her in front of Chris for the time being.

Well, Luo Fan often couldn't understand Rosalia's motives either. She always had her own ideas, and since she wouldn't harm him anyway, he might as well let her be.

“Yes, we know each other,” Rosalia said with a mischievous grin, placing her empty glass on the bar. “But there’s no need to make her so nervous when she first arrives here. Even though so much time has passed, I wonder how much she’s forgotten about it…”

They were already quite familiar with each other, and Luo Fan casually poured him a glass of orange juice.

"...I wanted orange juice?"

"You've had too much to drink tonight. Drink something else so you don't get all confused."

...The girl frowned slightly and tapped the rim of her glass lightly against the bar twice.

Do I look like I'm drunk?

“Who knows,” Luo Fan chuckled twice, “Anyway, I don’t understand what you’re trying to do. It even gives me the impression that you don’t understand your own plans. You’d better be more clear-headed.”

So far, Luo Fan hasn't been able to connect Rosalia's actions. They're like several unconnected ropes, tangled and disorganized, yet seemingly sharing a clear purpose, with the final endpoint being himself... She's been coming here more and more often lately, not just because the side effects have become more frequent, but also because of the excesses. Sometimes, Rosalia and Ethel have to deal with them personally...

In their words, although they were infected by them, Yingque's symptoms were different from their own, so they couldn't simply treat her with the same old medicine they used.

Therefore, Rosalia casually said, "Maybe I could just live here with you. Coming here every few days must be tiring."

……

"Stop messing around, there are already enough people here. I have a few more friends coming later, and there's Morse, whom you guys mentioned. I feel like I need to build two more stories on the spot."

Given the current situation, Luo Fan has already managed to cram a dozen or so people into this small bar. If any outsiders were to come in, they might think they were having some kind of weird party here...

To be honest, from the very beginning, he never imagined that so many people could live in this place...

"Either you sleep in the foyer."

He grinned wickedly, as if this was a way to make the other party back down.

"Row."

...?

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Ok……

After greeting Rosalia, Luo Fan took a break and slipped upstairs to the second floor.

Chris wasn't found; she was probably in the attic greeting Nekitia. It was past midnight, and the girls were still watching TV in the living room, everything proceeding as usual.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual, Luo Fan poured himself a cup of coffee from the agent in the kitchen, then went to the third-floor balcony to rest for a while.

The rain wasn't light, but fortunately the balcony was sheltered from the wind, so only a few drops hit it. Luo Fan was able to relax and enjoy this rare period with a higher oxygen level than usual.

Take a deep breath; in New York, where exhaust fumes perpetually fill the air, the difference is truly stark.

Traffic disruptions may not be good for the city's operation, but for people who are exhausted from their daily commutes, it's a rare respite. Even though they can't leave their homes, being able to turn off the living room lights and lie on the sofa in a blissful state is a pleasant experience.

As expected of a coffee made by an agent, the control of sweetness is always so perfect, and honey and milk have been added.

Should I be happy or anxious?

While anxious about the air traffic blockade, people also thoroughly enjoy this peaceful moment, much like their contradictory attitude towards rain.

Luo Fan leaned on the railing, feeling a little sleepy, but the sound of the handle turning behind him made his slightly heavy eyelids open again.

Good evening, Commander.

The girl probably didn't like coffee, and after glancing at the mug in Luo Fan's hand, she gave up on those ideas.

"74M, what's wrong? It's rare to see you come to see me alone."

He was already used to these "unexpected" encounters, after all, girls could always find time to be alone with him, anytime.

74M tied her hair up and stood silently beside Luo Fan: "Just like you, enjoy the rain, and... pay attention to your health."

Her words were half true and half false, and Luo Fan could basically understand her little scheme.

Although she isn't particularly tall, her updo and plaid pajamas made 74M seem more approachable than usual.

It contrasted with his temperament, but it was just right. It wasn't aloof or distant, but rather a delightful, inseparable bond hidden in every word and action.

She gains face, and I gain substance; isn't that better?

“Things have been fine lately,” Luo Fan said casually. “The condition after an attack isn’t as serious as before, and it’s still under control.”

The frequency and severity of the recent attacks were beyond what willpower alone could handle, and the girls were completely unaware of it. However, after Mrs. Gray's diagnosis, no problems were found. Considering the various conditions that Yingque had also recently experienced, they even began to suspect that this might be a potential prenatal syndrome.

Only Luo Fan herself knew that this was not a problem that they alone could solve...

"Really? But I've seen you wipe the blood from your palms into your pockets several times."

Luo Fan rarely saw 74M frown, but this was at least the first time he had seen it.

"After you changed your clothes, I checked the washing machine. There was murky blood in your pocket, along with some dark blood clots."

...They know quite a lot.

"...It's really nothing, it'll only be for a short time, you'll be fine after taking the medicine for a while longer."

He wasn't sure himself, but he didn't want the girls to worry.

It's really unnecessary...

However, 74M's attitude remained unchanged: "Commander, you can deceive us because we will always believe in you and follow you, but..."

She raised her hand and gently stroked Luo Fan's face, which was nothing like the AK74M who would limit hugs to 30 seconds.

Please don't lie to yourself.

……

Luo Fan opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

P.S.: Oh, I just remembered, all the chat posts and book reviews have been banned, and for a whole month!

Regarding recent

As everyone knows, our book has likely been hidden away, so updates will be much slower during this period. We're waiting for things to calm down before resuming. Please understand.

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477 Self-blame

Is Luo Fan deceiving himself?

Really? At least he doesn't think so himself...

He has always been the one deceiving others, never the other way around. And it's still the same now. The girls, Yingque, and others know nothing about his health except for Rosalia and the others. Perhaps even he himself doesn't know what's wrong with him. He might even die suddenly in bed the next day.

Therefore, this shouldn't be considered deception, because even he himself didn't know the actual situation, so there was no need for him to spread anxiety or make the girls worry about him. This should be legitimate and understandable.

Even if others don't understand, as long as I can understand it, that's enough...

Haven't I always lived like this? When have I ever paid special attention to what others say...?

……

Damn it, I really can't understand why I'm so upset about such a trivial matter...

What used to be a fleeting thought that would disappear from my mind, is now like an ant stuck in a pot, constantly getting stuck on a single point, as if I absolutely must get an answer that will put my mind at ease.

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"No, control these emotions, that's what she said, stay calm..."

Recalling Rosalia's advice, I must remain calm and avoid any significant emotional fluctuations to prevent irreversible consequences...

This is one of the side effects of reverse Kabbalah factor; just grit your teeth and get through it...

Jingle ~

The can rolled to the ground, its sound echoing in the empty living room. Whether it was the night wind sneaking in or the mischief in his heart, the pleasant, crisp sound only made Luo Fan more annoyed.

His temperament has been visibly affected. He is not usually such an impatient and easily angered person, but now, it is as if a voice is whispering in his ear, making him toss and turn and unable to sleep at night.

Well, looks like I'll need to increase the dosage of sleeping pills tonight...

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"This is AK12. The clearing operation of the surrounding area has been completed. It is safe now. The area of ​​operation has been expanded to 43 meters around the perimeter..."

"This is NTW. The building has been inspected and no other risks have been found... Ammunition consumption is too high. Requesting personnel reassignment."