Sometimes, people's transformations really happen in an instant.
Gong Qiying would rather Irene's persona not change...
"Hey, hey, how did you come up with this design? I've never been able to figure it out."
"This route is so great, the feeling of accidentally spotting a shortcut is as wonderful as sucking the blood of a virgin!"
"Teach me, please teach me!"
A lump of black "Slime" circled excitedly around the micro model of the White Blood Church, chattering nonstop, with some words sounding like they were directed at someone else, while others seemed like self-talk. Occasionally, it would even let out some strange, unsettling laughter...
Irene's current demeanor is like an otaku who has found a fellow enthusiast.
