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Up until now, there had only been a single Noir Giabella within this dream, but from now on, there would be two. Noir separated a clone of herself who would continue to act as the narrator, playing out her memory, while she herself would now be acting as a spectator.
The reason for this was simply so that she could link her arms together with Eugene. As she watched her dream self follow the same movements she had made in her own memory, Noir whispered to Eugene, who was struggling beside her, “Though it’s a bit weird for me to say this myself, but, Hamel, don’t you think that I look just perfect.” Noir almost sounded like she was bragging.
“Let go,” Eugene demanded.
“There’s no point in talking about the obvious details, like my face or body. All of my external features are, of course, flawless. By the way, Hamel, do you know I can cater to and accommodate every and all tastes. If you prefer smaller breasts over larger breasts, then I can just transform myself up to a certain extent,” Noir offered.
“I said, let go of me,” Eugene insisted.
“And I do mean what I say. I really can cater to whatever sort of tastes that you might have,” Noir said seductively. “Even if it’s something that you would never talk about to anyone else… even if it’s the most shameful and twisted of fetishes. Also, I’m really only saying this just in case, but Hamel, if it so happens that you’re gay instead of straight, I can—”
“Let go, you crazy bitch!” Eugene roared as he frantically tried to twist his body free.
Only then did Noir let go of his arm with a slight smile on her face.
“It’s just a joke, Hamel. Please don’t be too angry with me,” Noir pleaded, only to smirk soon after. “Or was it really a joke? I started out trying to be serious, but my tongue seems to have gotten away from me at some point. The fact is that I do look perfect. There’s no room for argument in that. Not just in terms of outer beauty, but also in terms of personality and background.”
“Don’t you feel ashamed or embarrassed to say such things yourself?” Eugene accused.
If Mer had heard these words, she would have snorted while pointing out the shamefulness of Eugene’s own usual behavior. However, as Mer wasn’t present right now, Eugene was able to accuse Noir without feeling any such compunctions.
Noir raised an eyebrow, “What’s so shameful and embarrassing about saying something like that when I’ve only come to such an evaluation after giving it serious consideration?”
To some extent, Noir’s response managed to resonate with Eugene’s heart and sway him to agree with her, but the murderous intent and annoyance that...
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