"Lively, isn't it..."
Feather Song pressed her lips together and asked softly, "But didn't you say they had all... so strictly speaking, you should be the only 'person' here, right?"
Sebata smiled faintly and shook his head, "At least until I forget each of their names, habits, and characters, these shells that have lost everything still make me feel a sense of kinship. No matter what they've become, I can still find solace by quietly guarding their sides."
"Typical self-deception."
Motan sneered, walked to the female zombie named Kailu, and tried to grab her chest but was stopped by the system.
"I've never denied that."
Sebata looked at Motan calmly and said in a gentle tone, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have talked with you two for so long."
The latter picked his ear with his little finger, turned his head, and raised his eyebrows at the old man, "Since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush. From now on, I ask, you answer, less nonsense."
