[Taking a bath as a girl is really troublesome.]
After quite a while, Columbina finally washed her entire body clean.
A drop of water quietly crawled down from her drooping hair tips, and the blush on her face had not completely faded yet.
After Columbina put on her pajamas, the restlessness in her heart finally quieted down.
“Columbina, have you finished washing?” Arlecchino walked over to her.
“Mn.” Columbina nodded slightly.
Arlecchino: “Get some rest early.”
[Could it be that tonight she can share a bed with Arlecchino?]
However, when Arlecchino led her to the bedroom, the beautiful scenery in her imagination shattered abruptly.
[Why are there two beds here?]
“Columbina, do you look a bit disappointed?” Arlecchino tilted her face and smiled at her.
“Not at all,” Columbina retorted immediately.
Sleeping together with Arlecchino and the like, she didn’t…
look forward to it at all.
“Well then, good night.”
The lights went out, and the room became completely dark.
Columbina lay on the bed, but couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
Why did she transmigrate into Columbina?
What would her fate be like?
Everything was unknown.
However, there was one thing he was very clear about.
That was to fuck to death that beast Dottore.
It was a new day.
After having breakfast with Arlecchino, Columbina bade her farewell.
“Then Arlecchino, thank you for your hospitality,” Columbina said, holding her hand.
Looking at the smile on Columbina’s face, Arlecchino inexplicably felt a bit more comforted in her heart.
“Columbina, today I’m going to the orphanage to visit the children.
If you’re interested, you can tag along too.”
For some reason, Arlecchino suddenly said those words, perhaps seeing how lonely she was every day by herself.
Columbina nodded vigorously and left with brisk steps.
The daily check-in task could not be forgotten.
Therefore, she planned to sing a wakeup bell for Sandrone first, and then go to the orphanage.
“♪ ♪ ♪”
Outside Sandrone’s laboratory, girl, wearing sacred white and blue intertwined attire, was unrestrainedly unleashing her vocal cords.
In a short while, Sandrone, dressed in a yellow and black maid dress, angrily opened the metallic door, clenching his little fists, looking like she was about to beat her up.
“Col – um – bi – na!”
“Why are you here again.”
Columbina stopped singing and looked at Sandrone in front of her with puzzlement.
“Sandrone, you don’t look so good.”
Sandrone:…
The clenched fists clenched even tighter.
How could she have the nerve to say that?
“Hey!
Columbina, I need to sleep during the day.
Can you stop bothering me?” Sandrone said angrily.
In her impression, Sandrone seemed to be a mechanical creation; do robots even need to sleep?
Sandrone grew even angrier seeing Columbina’s blank look.
What did it mean that robots didn’t need to sleep?
Did she expect him to work twenty-four hours a day until she broke down?
Even the finest machinery couldn’t withstand that kind of wear and tear, right?
“Anyway,” Sandrone’s tone deepened, “now I need to rest.
Do you want to see my parts rust?”
[Parts rust?
That won’t do.
Sandrone is a friend, and friends should help each other.
Arlecchino seemed to have said that, right?]
“Then, Sandrone, do you need me to provide you with some lubricating oil?”
Columbina made the suggestion seriously.
“Pulonia!”
As soon as those words fell, that “big guy” robot walked to Columbina’s side.
Looking at the uncomprehending Columbina, Sandrone directly ordered Pulonia to carry her out.
[Did I say something wrong again?]
Columbina patted the dust off her clothes and skirt, and climbed up from the ground.
[Forget it, anyway there’s nothing to do, let’s go check out the orphanage first.]
Columbina looked at the 10 System Coins in her phone, hardened her heart, and spent 2 System Coins to buy 10 candies.
After all, meeting the children required bringing some gifts.
The orphanage was located in the central area of Snezhnaya’s streets, rumored to be funded and built under the lead of Mr.
The Rooster, the Mayor.
Columbina walked on the streets of Snezhnaya with brisk steps, and she could feel many pairs of eyes staring at her from the dark; she didn’t like this feeling.
She was very clear in her heart that under the orders of Tsaritsa, all her actions would be exposed to his eyes.
However, as long as she had no intention of leaving Snezhnaya, these Fatui soldiers following secretly wouldn’t interfere with her actions; this was the promise Tsaritsa gave her.
As for the ordinary citizens of Snezhnaya, Columbina’s appearance didn’t cause too much attention.
After all, even among the Fatui, those who knew her identity were very few, just thinking of her as a better-looking young girl.
The orphanage was built large enough to accommodate about 2,000 people.
Columbina had originally thought that the children living here led a carefree life, but from the moment she stepped inside, that thought could no longer exist.
In a corner of the orphanage, it was obviously in the shape of a training ground.
Some older children were holding wooden spears, training against the scarecrow in front of them, obviously treating it as an enemy.
[What is this situation?
Didn’t they say Arlecchino is a person who likes children?
How could she let them do such dangerous things?]
Carrying curiosity, Columbina walked towards them.
Before she even got close, a child who looked like the leader took a spear and blocked her.
“This sister, who are you?
How come I’ve never seen you before.” There was a trace of alertness in his eyes.
Looking at the trace of maturity on her face that didn’t belong to her age, Columbina felt a bit heartbroken.
She pulled out two candies from her pocket and handed them to the child in front of her.
“Sister is not a bad person, I’m here to find Arlecchino.”
The child took the candy, and the alertness in his eyes lessened a lot.
“Hello, pretty sister, my name is Hook.”
“Since you are Father’s friend, I’ll help you find him.”
Hook let that group of training children rest for a bit, then walked toward a building.
“Pretty sister, where did you come from?” A little girl walked over, staring curiously at the gorgeously dressed Columbina.
“Your clothes are really pretty.”
After being praised by a child, Columbina couldn’t help feeling a bit happy inside, and when referred to as a pretty sister, his face quickly turned blushing red.
“This?” Columbina pointed to the magnificent and bustling castle in the distance, “Sister comes from there, oh.”
“Sister comes from that big castle?” The little girl’s eyes were full of Yearning for the outside world.
“I heard Her Majesty the Tsaritsa lives in that castle, is that true?”
For these eleven or twelve-year-old children, the stories of Tsaritsa were heard since childhood; from the bottom of their hearts, she was the person they respected and admired the most.
“Of course it’s true.
Her Majesty the Tsaritsa lives there, along with many amazing older brothers and sisters.” Columbina couldn’t help rubbing the little girl’s hair.
“Here you go.” Columbina handed the candy to her.
“It’s candy.” Seeing the candy, the little girl’s eyes brightened, and she couldn’t wait to taste it.
“I announce that pretty sister is the third favorite person I’ve ever met,” the little girl said seriously.
“Why only third?” Columbina pouted, looking a bit unhappy.
“Mm.” The little girl nodded seriously.
“The first best is Ms.
Rosalyne; she always brings us candy every time she comes.
The second best is Father; he saved us and gave us a home.
As for pretty sister you, you rank third.”
“However recently, Ms.
Rosalyne hasn’t come for a long time.
Father said that Tsaritsa assigned her a very, very far away task, and it will take a very long time to come back.”
“Rosalyne…” Hearing that name, the sadness on Columbina’s face swept past without anyone noticing.
Perhaps what they didn’t know was that Rosalyne would never be able to bring them candy again.
“Pretty sister, do you still have candy?” The children gathered around spoke timidly.
After all, in the days when Rosalyne didn’t come, they hadn’t eaten this fresh gadget for a long time.
“I do.”
Columbina couldn’t bear to destroy the children’s illusions, so he made up a beautiful lie for them.
“Ms.
Rosalyne asked me to bring you candy.”
“Really?” The surrounding children cheered jubilantly.
“Pretty sister is a good person, I like pretty sister the most.”
Surrounded by the children, Columbina felt a sense of satisfaction he had never experienced before.
She probably knew why Rosalyne liked them.
The purity and kindness hanging on their faces would remain in his memory forever.
“Yours, yours, and yours.”
Columbina gradually got lost in those silver-bell-like laughs of the children.
Unknowingly, the ten candies in her hand had long been distributed, but there were still many people who didn’t have any.
She gritted his teeth and smiled, “Sister will show you a magic trick, how’s that?”
Columbina took out her phone, cleared all the System Coins, and suddenly, candy rained from the sky.
For a moment, the children were stunned first, then burst into intense joy and shock.
“Could pretty sister be an adeptus from Liyue?”
Except for this explanation, they really couldn’t think of why Columbina could conjure up so many candies.
Gradually Columbina calmed down, the corners of his mouth twitching.
[Columbina, oh Columbina, how did a child’s “pretty sister” trick you out of all your money.]