I found a belt in the Honkai Impact 3rd world.

"My own brother, you don't need to emphasize that, I know him perfectly well." Facing the system's accusation, Mo Mo seemed completely unconcerned. "Also, watch your tone of voice when you talk to me."

"Attitude, is this how you treat your creator?" "So what? You're not my master, I've had nothing to do with you for a long time!" "Oh, really? Then you can shut up." Mo Mo wiped the cherry blossom flakes from her hands. "Thank you very much for your help during this time. I'm very satisfied with your performance. The task assigned to you is now complete, System. Hello."

“It seems my foolish younger brother, Siping, has been kept in the dark all along,” Mo Mo continued. “Considering this is your last moment, I will still…”

"Why do I know everything about you?" "Why am I always able to make arrangements before you do?"

Mo Mo bent down, looking down at Mo Mo who was gradually falling into chaos, and said softly.

"There's only one answer to these questions~" "Stop talking!" The system's voice, filled with anger and panic, rang out, but to no avail. Mo Mo paused slightly before continuing, "My foolish little brother, neither the system nor that Nefert Seven are... mere spies I placed by your side."

"Whether it's 15th-century Europe, Siberia in 2000, or your temporary rest at home, or even from three years ago when you left me..."

Here, my journey begins after I obtained the system... I've been watching all of this, but you've been oblivious all along.

"I can't even tell what I'm feeling right now." Mo Mo's expression was complicated. "That expression..." She continued, "I've never seen anything like this on your face before..."

"Since you already know, then there's no regret. The sun has set, and your life has reached its twilight. After I finish you off, I'll take my final spoils." Mo Mo straightened up, holding the Cherry Blossom Blizzard. "Despair is the end of your journey. Farewell, my foolish little brother." The temperature of the setting sun was still somewhat scorching. A swift movement, and the blade fell.

The sharp blade sank deep into the thick earth, yet failed to pick up a single drop of blood. Beneath Mo Mo, the figure awaiting slaughter had vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye. "So you finally remembered how to use your abilities willingly?" Mo Mo muttered to herself, pulling the Sakura Blizzard from the ground. Crimson blood slowly dripped from the blade onto the ground. "You only improve when facing life-or-death situations. Otherwise, why do I always call you stupid?"

Mo Mo pulled out the dial from the driver, deactivating her transformation. She stood silently, gazing at the ground before her.

"How did things go?" Mo Mo asked without turning around when she heard footsteps.

"I have followed your instructions and helped them escape Durandal's pursuit." Upon approaching, Nepait Seven stopped and bowed slightly.

"Hmm, not bad." Mo Mo said calmly, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor, as if she were a completely different person. "Go on, this is none of your business." Mo Mo waved her hand with her back to Nefert Seven, saying, "Acting Leader..." Nefert Seven stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong? Is there something you want to say?" Mo Mo turned her head slightly, looking at Nefert Seven who seemed hesitant to speak. "You want to ask me if I went too far?"

Nefit Seven was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"That was really too much. She must hate me." Mo Mo gazed at the distant horizon, as if talking to herself, "But I don't think I did anything wrong."

“You can’t be a leader without being domineering.” With her back to Nefit Seven, Mo Mo didn’t let anyone see her expression. “Don’t worry, there’s no need to worry.”

Chapter 7... Ahem, I mean he'll be back soon. Until then, let's wait and hold onto hope.

At this moment, Mo Mo seemed to harbor a mysterious confidence. "What if Master never comes back?" "He just likes to 'act cute,' he's not that fragile." Mo Mo glared at Zong Feit Seven, "You're overthinking it." Still silent, "I understand." Mo Mo waved her hand again, "By the way, go and bring those girls to me and arrange things properly. Remember to be discreet and don't leave any clues for that Green One to discover, understand?" "Understood." "There's one more thing." Mo Mo called back to the departing Zong Feit Seven, "Mo Mo has left this world with the DCD drive, but has lost all his power. Spread this message." After several changes in expression, Zong Feit Seven could only helplessly nod and reply, "Yes, Acting Leader."

This time, Mo Mo remained silent, only pursing her lips as she took out her watch and gently stroked it. Rather than choosing mutual understanding only to experience a deeper despair in the future, it was better to let him face the bitterness of reality sooner rather than later. After all, someone always has to be the villain, so why couldn't it be her? At least she could show mercy.

In the desolate wilderness, only a breath left unheard.

"Thousands of miles away on the Divine Continent, in Canghai City, Sister Karen." Xilin gently tugged at Karen's clothes, her brows furrowed with worry. "Momo... he won't be in trouble, will he? The sudden palpitation I felt earlier hasn't completely subsided." Although there was no concrete evidence, Xilin naturally thought of that person thousands of miles away... Karen, slightly dazed, snapped out of her reverie, forcing a smile, and ruffled Xilin's hair. "Of course not. No matter what happens, Momo will definitely find a way to handle it." Just like he did before.

“Because we made a promise, and he will keep it.” Karen nodded firmly, looking out the window. “—He definitely will. Today, the city of Canghai is shrouded in dark clouds, and a storm is brewing.”

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1. A lonely sky, a solitary traveler.

Three months have passed since the massive disruption caused by the Second Herrscher's resurgence. Disruptions of varying scales have begun to occur around the world, adding a powerful dose of toxicity to an already turbulent world. Countless people have perished in the ensuing catastrophe, and many more are gripped by fear and unease, living in constant anxiety as if on the verge of the apocalypse.

No one knows whether death or tomorrow will come first. Sky City is a massive, modern metropolis situated on the continent of Shenzhou. While the rest of the world is ravaged by the evil forces, this city continues to function smoothly, like a fortress maintaining a last vestige of peace. People live behind these "high walls," attempting to create the illusion of isolation from the evil. However, even such an "ironclad fortress" can be breached... In this world, there is no longer any so-called paradise.

A deafening roar erupted from a corner of the city, and flames shot into the sky, illuminating a large area of ​​the black curtain of darkness, as if it were daytime.

Then came a roar that seemed to come from hell. A colossal, purple-white beast trampled the ruins beneath its feet, wantonly destroying, destroying, destroying. No one knew where they came from, nor could anyone understand their thoughts. All that was known was that they tirelessly carried out their monotonous actions, day and night, without regard for right or wrong. Today was no different. "A calamity disaster is currently occurring in the northern part of Sky Dome City. Residents in the vicinity are requested to immediately proceed to the nearest shelter. Sky Dome Patrols are rapidly en route to the area. Repeat, a 'boom!' is currently occurring in the northern part of Sky Dome City."

The machine, broadcasting its urgent message amidst the burning flames, was trampled underfoot by the enormous monster, turning into a pile of scrap metal after a few chaotic noises. Its massive, bloodshot eyes, gleaming with a ferocious crimson light, stared at two tiny figures trembling in the nearby ruins. "No, no, don't come any closer! Don't come near us!" The older woman tightly embraced the little girl's petite body, inching backward. For ordinary people like them, anything related to the horned monster was enough to kill them. Let alone such a colossus. When disaster struck, they had no choice but to flee; there was no room for resistance. If they couldn't escape, death awaited them. There was no other way. "Don't, don't come any closer," the woman stammered, her voice trembling. But to the horned monster, that was an object to be mercilessly annihilated. That's all. "Help! Is there anyone who can save us?" Despair gradually crept onto her face, and she could only scream frantically.

The crackling of the fire echoed endlessly in the dark night sky, but received no response. Yet, someone behind a corner heard it clearly. ...The figure hidden behind the wall gritted their teeth, watching everything happening in the ruins, and everything about to happen. The surging impulse within them was almost uncontrollable, nearly bursting out of their safe hiding place. [Kiana, you can't touch the Horned Beast anymore.] A familiar voice rang in her mind, tinged with helplessness. [And you can't continue fighting.] The voice in her mind sighed softly. [Leave here, there's nothing you can do.] [Can't do it...] Kiana suddenly raised her head, her azure eyes filled with determination, clenching her fists. But just as she was about to leap around the corner and rush towards the Horned Beast, a figure preempted her, kicking the Horned Beast through the air. The massive body crashed to the ground with a deafening roar, sending up a cloud of dust and stones. The slender figure stumbled and fell, hunched over, panting heavily. "[That...]" Kiana squinted at the face clearly illuminated by the firelight. "[Who is it?]" The slender figure seemed exceptionally small compared to the gigantic Kikyo Kaibun. Was it a Valkyrie? But the person wasn't wearing Valkyrie armor, and... it looked like a man?

"[You're here to rescue people, aren't you? You have the same thought as me.]" Kiana's voice rang out again. "[Go quickly, there's nothing more you can do here.]" Kiana's face darkened. "[You're here!]"

After silencing the voice in her mind, Kiana turned her gaze to the center illuminated by the firelight. "Ha... Mo Mo, panting heavily, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, seemed to be at his limit. 'Run! Hurry up and get there!'"

"Shelter, don't look back." A spark of hope flickered in the woman's previously lifeless eyes. She shakily scrambled to her feet, clutching the little girl, forgetting even to thank Mo Mo, and staggered away, taking one or two steps at a time. "There shouldn't be anyone else," Mo Mo muttered to himself, watching the horned beast gradually rise from the ruins. "It was definitely too much of a stretch."

Having lost the ability to transform, this is all I can do. "I've reached the limit."

Dragging his body, which felt like it was about to burst open, Mo Mo slowly retreated. Everything before his eyes blurred. Yong Huai Zeng seemed to have multiplied into two. Staggering, Mo Mo almost fell to the ground. "I can't escape... After narrowly escaping her blade, I couldn't even manage to survive. Am I going to die at the hands of the Horned Beast? No, it's probably because I overestimated myself. I... have already lost everything."

Even this lingering life must be surrendered. Staring blankly at the relentlessly closing in Yonghuai Beast, Mo Mo abandoned his retreat. Just then, a figure rushed out from the side, silver hair particularly conspicuous in the darkness. "Hey!"

She swung the iron rod in her hand and smashed it hard on the head of the monster. Kiana then casually tossed the bent rod aside, shaking her numb hands. Before the monster could react, Kiana rushed to Mo Mo's side. "What are you daydreaming about? Run away..." Seeing the figure whose eyes were about to close completely, Kiana hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth. Without another word, she hoisted Mo Mo onto her back and sprinted away at top speed, her back to the monster.

"Here... Ahh..." Kiana, having run an unknown distance, plunged into a side alley, wading through puddles in the darkness for a few steps before setting Momo down. "This should be safe now, right?" Leaning against the wall, catching her breath, Kiana turned to look beside her. The figure who should have been slumped against the wall swayed as he stood up, stumbling and staggering into the deeper darkness of the alley. "Hey... [Let him go, we're already overwhelmed.]"

Kiana's hand, which she had just raised, slowly and helplessly fell to its side.

"What did you just say?" Kiana asked hesitantly, snapping out of her daze. Mo Mo, his back to the "familiar" person behind him, remained silent for a moment, then repeated, "Thank you." His voice was weak, but clear enough to be heard. This was the only thing he could do to express his gratitude. Kiana glanced at the unfamiliar figure with a complicated expression, then shook her head. "Nothing." There was no further exchange. Kiana silently watched Mo Mo's back as it gradually disappeared into the darkness. *Thump*

The slender figure didn't last long before collapsing forward, landing in a puddle and splashing water. Kiana shook her head helplessly and ran towards where Mo Mo had fallen. "Hey," she called softly, bending down and reaching out her hand. What she touched was something sticky and wet, with a distinct smell of blood.

After gradually adjusting to the darkness, Kiana finally saw the gruesome wound on Momo's back, running from his shoulder to his waist.

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2. I am nobody, just a wanderer. (Two-in-one)

A slightly rhythmic knocking sounded in the pitch-black room.

"Slurp...come in." Carefully slurping the last noodle into her mouth, Mo Mo wiped her mouth and replied. Nefert Seven pushed open the unlocked door, groping in the pitch-black darkness before finally finding the light switch. After navigating through a maze of densely packed research equipment, Nefert Seven finally reached the lab table in the far corner of the room. Mo Mo, wearing a white lab coat, stared without turning her head at the crystal ball on the table, completely out of place with the surrounding atmosphere. A steaming beaker lay beside her. "Acting Leader," Nefert Seven bowed slightly to Mo Mo's back, "Miss Karen, Miss Sirin, and that Miss Dragon have all been settled, leaving no clues. The truth about Master...has not yet been revealed to them." "Hmm," Mo Mo responded indifferently. "The news of Master's predicament has been spread; they should have already begun their operation."

“I know what you’re thinking,” Mo Mo continued. “Don’t worry, judging from the usual behavior of those idiots, they’ll just line up and go to him one by one.”

“But Master is now…” Nefert Seven hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

After a moment of silence, Nefert Seven said, "Acting Leader, please forgive my bluntness, but your behavior is truly inappropriate. Even in a one-on-one fight, the current master is not someone we can handle." "Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are first tested with hardship and toil..." "The rest you can go back and look it up in your book; I won't memorize it." Mo Mo's voice was as calm as ever. "We don't have much time left. Father is continuing his plans, and only Mo Zai can stop him. Therefore, he absolutely cannot..."

This was kind of a preemptive strike for him. My behavior was indeed excessive, but it didn't put him under too much pressure. We both know him well; he's not that fragile. Perhaps...

He's probably racking his brains trying to figure out how to use the same tactics against him.

“I don’t need his understanding.” Mo Mo seemed to be talking to herself. 'Rather, if he could exceed my expectations, I wouldn’t care what kind of revenge he chose.' Nefit Seven silently watched Mo Mo’s retreating figure. There seemed to be something unseen between them. He understood all her motives.

But what exactly supported her in making such a cruel choice, no matter who she was talking about. "Is there anything else?" Mo Mo didn't turn around. "If there's nothing else, you can go out. Remember to close the door and turn off the lights."

“But Acting Leader,” Nefert Seven finally spoke after much deliberation, “you’ve been sitting here for two days now.” “And then?” Mo Mo turned her head, glaring at Nefert Seven with her dark-circled eyes, “You mean you want me to go rest now?”

"It's been two days and there's still no movement. Really." Seeing Nefit Seven lower her head, Mo Mo turned back to look at the crystal ball on the table, muttering angrily to herself, "Is your method to see who dies first? You cunning woman. She's so cruel."

Whether it's for Mo Mo or Mo Mo. "But that maid said that the Bishop of Destiny seems to have something to discuss with you." "Just say I'm busy right now." Mo Mo replied without thinking, "I don't have that much time to deal with him. I'll talk to him when I have time." "I know." Nefit Seven nodded again, "Please take care of yourself." "Don't say anything more." Mo Mo replied stiffly, "When he comes back, I will greet him in 100% perfect condition." Nefit Seven didn't say anything more, but slowly backed away, trying not to touch anything.

Then the bright lights were turned off, and the door was closed. The entire laboratory was plunged into complete darkness, with only the crystal ball in front of Mo Mo emitting a faint glow.

Covering her mouth, Mo Mo yawned and tossed the beaker into the nearly overflowing trash can beside her. She felt even walking a few extra steps was too much of a hassle. Stretching, Mo Mo slumped forward onto the lab table, straining her eyes to see the image appear on the crystal ball. "This is the last time, Mo-zai," she murmured softly in the darkness and solitude.

This was the first piece of information that entered Mo Mo's brain after he regained consciousness. Shivering, Mo Mo forced open his eyes.

The struggle to sit up scattered the layers of newspapers covering him. It wasn't hard to imagine that they had been there, silently accompanying him in the chill of the previous night. He shook his head, his clear thoughts gradually returning to his still somewhat weak body. The wound on his back still throbbed faintly, but at least it was no longer a burden. This was all thanks to the strips of cloth that had somehow been wrapped around him several times. Without a doubt, he had been saved. Just as someone was about to step into the gates of hell, they pulled him back. "You're awake." The voice of his savior rang out, sounding strangely familiar to Mo Mo. Leaning against the wall, Mo Mo turned his head and saw that familiar figure. However, the delicate face no longer possessed the radiance and vitality he remembered; it appeared quite haggard and exhausted. She was also wearing a somewhat unfamiliar coat, and the way she looked at him was as if he were a complete stranger. After all... she wasn't the Kiana he knew. Looking at the coat Kiana wore, the one he had only seen once in a short film, a thought gradually formed in Mo Mo's mind. The Kiana of this world... had already broken free from Schicksal, which meant that the Second Herrscher had already been revived. Mo Mo's gaze lingered on Kiana's eyes for a few more seconds. Not a captivating gold, but the same pure azure as always.

"Hey." Kiana couldn't help but let out a disgruntled warning, her face showing a hint of wariness, as if Mo Mo's gaze was too obvious.

"...Mo Mo silently shifted his gaze, peeling back the newspapers that covered him one by one. 'These are the most useful things we could find around here,' Kiana said. 'And the bag you're carrying... Due to limited resources, this is all I could do. Thank you.' Mo Mo uttered the two words hoarsely. The tearing pain extinguished any desire to speak. 'You saved me again. Even if the you in this world doesn't know me.'"

"I just didn't want to see you die in that corner like that." Maintaining her distance, Kiana continued, "And the thing on your back..."

"Sorry, I asked too many questions." Seeing Mo Mo suddenly clutch the newspaper tightly in his hand, Kiana abruptly stopped asking questions. "How are you feeling now?" "Hmm, much better, thanks to your help." Mo Mo's furrowed brows slowly relaxed. "It doesn't affect my movements anymore. Next, we'll wait..."

"It's healed, that's good." From Kiana's murmured words, Mo Mo heard a heartfelt sense of relief.

An awkward silence, a tacit understanding, spread through this shabby corner. Frankly, they were just strangers, barely acquainted. They had nothing in common to begin with. "You saved those two, didn't you?" Kiana finally broke the silence, leaning against the wall and looking at the wall, she said softly, "Why did you... why did you rush in?" Clearly like a candle flickering in the wind, yet like a moth drawn to a flame—reckless and unwavering. "I don't know." Mo Mo shook his head. "I've never thought about that... perhaps, before my mind could think of a solution, my body made the choice first. Is that right?" Kiana

"But if it weren't for you, I would be dead already." Mo Mo's mood sank further. "It's nothing special, just reckless bravado. Not only did she steal all my cards, but since arriving in this world, even the system has fallen into complete silence, offering no response no matter how I try to speak. Is it because it feels guilty that it chose to seal itself away?"

Mo Mo was unaware of this.

She also didn't know how she should face her if it were still safe and sound. She believed in her as much as she believed in herself, but Mo Mo's last few words remained vivid in her memory. "So be it." In the end, she was back to where she started. Or perhaps more pathetic than ever before. A strange world, a frail body, pursuers who could arrive at any moment. Before, the system could always be there to help her through difficult times, but now she had absolutely nothing. "Mo Zai, no matter what, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be on your side. [You liar...]" J didn't defend herself, didn't respond, and simply vanished completely, as if she had never been there at all.

Quietly observing Mo Mo's every move out of the corner of her eye, Kiana offered no comment on Mo Mo's assessment of her. "[He's a very kind person.]" The voice echoed in Kiana's mind. In her view, a phantom figure leaned against the opposite wall, watching Mo Mo, who was head down, his expression hidden in the shadows, with her usual indifferent expression. "[But he must have just experienced some major upheaval; he's showing signs of gradual collapse.]" Her calm voice carried ample conviction, but the only person present who could hear her chose to ignore it. No further words were needed; Kiana could smell a familiar scent emanating from Mo Mo. A touch of dejection, a touch of confusion, a touch of despair, seven parts bewilderment, and ninety parts "self-abandonment." What was this? A bitter smile appeared on Kiana's lips. "Are we both in the same boat now?" "Thank you so much for saving me, but... I have nothing left to repay you with." Mo Mo, leaning against the wall, struggled to his feet, interrupting Kiana's attempt to speak. "I'm sorry, I have other matters to attend to. Please forgive me for taking my leave." "Where to?"

He could only leave the narrow alley and blend into the crowd, going with the flow. Through the narrow overhead blinds, Mo Mo could see the brilliant sunlight under the blue sky, but not a single ray was spared for the lone figure trudging through the cold corner.

This warmth is now beyond my reach.

The sound coming from behind was clearly audible, but Mo Mojing did not stop his slow steps.

"Thump. Then my foot slipped and I fell again."

Over there... Kiana's expression was somewhat subtle, but she still sighed and walked towards the motionless Momo. "Gurgle, gurgle—" An unpleasant wriggling sound rang out in the cramped space... Hungry? Kiana helped him to the wall and asked tentatively. If she included the time she was unconscious before the horn malfunction, she should have been in this world for two days already. Even if she forced herself not to think about it, the hunger and cold in her body still followed her like a shadow.

...Kiana glanced at Mo Mo with a complicated expression, then reached into her coat pocket, pulled out an indescribable object, broke it in half, weighed it in her hand, and offered Mo Mo a piece. Her eyes flickered several times, and after a few hesitant attempts to shove it into her mouth, Mo Mo finally took the bread before Kiana could force it in. He took a bite, but even with her body heat, it was already icy cold, like biting into a rock. Even so, his empty stomach cramped, urging Mo Mo to swallow it down with the secreted saliva. The cold, hard black bread was Mo Mo's first meal in this world. [Kiana.] The illusory figure stood beside Kiana. [This is my advice, you should... keep your distance from him.]

"Hey." As if she hadn't heard her, Kiana licked her fingers and asked, "Who exactly are you? You don't use weapons, and you're not a Valkyrie, yet you can shake that enormous body."...Swallowing hard, Mo Mo paused, then laughed. A bitter laugh.

"I'm nobody, just a wanderer."

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3. The Dark Warrior in the Flames (Two-in-One)

Not even a farewell. What a rude fellow! (Hands in hand)

[Are you very concerned about him?] That illusory figure always followed her, ignoring Kiana's words as she looked at the Kingdom of Mi. But she still saw him. [Indeed, he must have gone through something terrible, but the truth is on him. Listen to me, Kiana, since he's gone, there are too many uncertainties surrounding him. We don't have the energy to waste. He's already chosen to leave, so there's no need for us to force a connection with him.] [What are you pretending to be nice to me for now? Are you plotting something again?] [I'm going to die!] Kiana snapped her ears shut, her head twitching, and shook her head dismissively.

What conspiracy theory are you talking about? 1 Kiana. [Get out of my head.] 1 [Enough, I don't want to hear you.] 1 Kiana put on her hood, and with a heavy sigh, she said in a low voice, [I've already said it, with your feet, it's impossible, Yu Du Chen has already challenged my consciousness to you.]

A hint of helplessness lingered in her eyes. Gong Yana raised her head, her face cold as she glanced at the figure standing under the streetlight. Aside from the yang-colored eye ornaments and Wu Ran's different hair color, she was still the same person she remembered.

This is also one of the reasons why I have fallen to this state. Even if I am not the main culprit, I cannot escape the crime of being an accomplice, leaving only a naked and cold feeling. [Then close the hospital 1] Facing her former new leader, Kiana's tone no longer had any thirst. L 1 will be speechless. Looking at Kiana's head that could not be far away with a complicated expression, Kuang Jianli Zongda

Seeing that this was the only way she could cling to life, she realized that only through this method could she survive. After the talisman's voice faded from Ming Yaque's mind, she had nothing left to think about.

"Nobody, just a wanderer." That's how he introduced himself back then. If it were the same self-proclaimed... 2. Ya Ye felt she wouldn't be able to glean anything from that.

But now, she understands a little better what kind of pain one must have to go through to show that kind of expression.

It has nothing to do with anything else. It's just a small resonance between two poor souls, abandoned by the world and betrayed by those they trusted. I won't say anything more. You can't go to U-Yana anymore. Where are you going next? The voice of the talisman rang out again, "[Perhaps you will feel that the celestial body has been reborn. The Second Herrscher is only temporarily suppressed. We must count the odds before she takes any action. What are you going to do next? 7 1 A faint concern was hidden in the shadow beneath her lips, the temperature slightly cold, "[Where am I going next? 1

"[Let's go back to everyone, Headmistress, Mei, and L...]" Kiana interrupted Kaika abruptly once again, her voice trembling slightly. Since the time she did such a terrible thing, and after realizing her true identity, Kiana only felt a sense of despair, unable to contain her emotions.

Since 2 is the vessel of the Second Law, it was born. The dream-like building in the shape of n shadows has always said that it is one with her. Only in the country T did it understand what cruel truth was buried after that. In the country e, there is no face to face those true friends and relatives who have given their hearts to her. The joyful voices of Wu dialect are still vivid in her mind.

E-City, the emphasis is still so helpless, it has lost the calm and unflappable self-talk behind the ancient plainness.

She wanted to try, to find that feeling of being touched by the cold, hard flesh of the yang organ, [if possible, I want to...]

Return the items to him first.

He pulled out a thin photograph. From another mouth, it fell out of his mouth. It was something that had fallen from his body.

The main product used yesterday was also a patterned and unclear one, making it impossible to tell who it was.

She could only vaguely make out a human figure. But the blurry figure gave Kiana an instinctive sense of familiarity. [Where have I seen this before?] Kiana frowned.

This was just a casual acquaintance, yet it felt like a barrier that was impossible to overcome, a barrier that I could never recall.