The two of them hesitated for a moment before putting away the guns in their hands.
One of them whispered,"
"Let's go back first. These people aren't easy to deal with. We'll come back after we report to Senator Robert.”
The fat middle-aged man who had been slashed by Liweir looked at the people under the snow with hatred.
He left dejectedly.
Under the Snow laughed lightly and shot out a spear.
Isabelle, who was sitting on the ground, looked at the people under the snow with yearning.
Wasn't this the life she wanted? Unfettered and fearless.
If you don't accept it, then do it.
Isabelle looked at Liweir with a face full of infatuation. She was probably treating him as a Prince Charming at this moment.
After Liweir wiped the blood off his dagger, he looked helplessly at the little ghost on the ground.
"Hey, I'll talk. How long do you want to hug me like this? You won't be able to breathe and will suffocate to death.”
Isabelle was shocked and said hurriedly,"
"Ah! Really…But... I thought it would be warmer.”
In a flurry, the little bird in his arms was finally exposed to everyone.
The bird's nest made of cloth looked very cute.
Fran looked at the little bird with a dumbfounded expression.
"Hmm? What was going on? Where did this little bird come from?"
He had a face full of black question marks. When he had just entered, he had not seen them.
In the blink of an eye, it appeared like magic.
Isabelle looked at the bird in her hands with envy.
"Ah, he got lost and flew in, probably through that small vent.”
"That's why I want to bring it back to the surface!”
Fran was shocked.
"Are you an idiot? You actually risked your life to break through the stairs for a little bird!”
"Ah, ah! I don't think there's a fool like you in the world.”
Fran looked at Isabelle helplessly.
"Sigh, Fran. You can't say that. Look at how kind he is.”
"For a little bird…"
Before Under the Snow could finish her sentence.
Two angry roars interrupted him.
"Shut up. You still have the cheek to say that you're kind. You're the cruelest here.”
Liweir and Fran looked at him as if he was a retard.
Isabelle couldn't help but laugh as she watched the three bickering.
"It probably wants to soar in the sky more than it wants to break through the stairs of the underground street!”
Under the Snow pursed his lips and ignored the three of them. He could do whatever he wanted.
Fran walked to Isabelle's side.
She took the bird from his hand.
"I think the bird is injured. Let me bandage it up.”
"Otherwise, this child's wings will hurt.”
Isabelle, who didn't know anything, exclaimed.
Fran then brought some medical gauze and bandaged the bird.
The scene looked very heartwarming.
"Ah, right. My name is Isabelle. What about you?"
Fran looked at the bird in his hand and teased it,
"My name is Fran. The one who hit me was Liweir. He pointed a gun at someone else. The one with black bangs is called Under the Snow.”
Isabelle looked at the three of them curiously.
He glanced at Under the Snow and Fran.
He read out the name.
As for Liweir, who was sitting cross-legged like a second uncle, he was the one who knew how to call him big brother.
Liweir turned his head and looked at her with his dead fish eyes.
"Big brother?"
Isabelle instantly became nervous. She hesitated for a moment before mustering her courage and saying,
"I, I... Please... Please let me be your partner.”
"You guys are using the 3D mobility device again, right?”
"I've seen you guys on the streets before. I'm really envious of you guys, being able to fly freely like birds.”
Fran looked at Isabelle and then at Liweir in confusion.
"What should we do?"
Liweir didn't say anything and stood up from his chair.
"If we want to stay here, we should start by cleaning the place.”
Then, he walked out.
There was no need for Liweir to say more about what happened next.
Fran knew what to do.
"Come on, kid. He wanted the two of us to teach this redhead how to clean.”
Under the snow, she stood up and stretched her body.
"Alright, let's teach them then, lest Liweir says we're lazy and don't even teach them.”
Then, the two of them laughed like devils.
After an unknown period of time, Isabelle felt her back ache.
He was instantly dissatisfied.
"Is it done? I've cleaned it inside and out several times.”
"Why do we still have to clean it up?"
Under the Snow pursed her lips.
"It's all because you're too sloppy. That won't do.”
"Being spotless is the standard, and shining is the passing grade.”
Hence, Isabelle was tortured by the two of them as they cleaned the place.
Liweir returned after strolling around.
Isabelle had fallen asleep.
Liweir touched the bottom of the table, and some dust stuck to his hands.
His face instantly darkened.
When the two people under the snow saw this, the corners of their mouths could not help but twitch.
"We're finished!"
Bang, bang, bang! Liweir punched and kicked the two of them.
"I asked the two of you to clean up together. I'm afraid the two of you are slacking off.”
....
The next morning, Isabelle had a good sleep.
When he got up, he found that the two of them were bruised and swollen.
"Sigh, what's going on with you guys?”
The two of them smiled awkwardly and did not answer her.
After breakfast, Liweir and the other two brought Isabelle to practice their three-dimensional balance.
Isabelle, who had no talent at all, was obviously a headache.
He was either hanging upside down with his feet impaled or his head entangled and almost hanged to death.
It was only after a few days that he felt so lost.
...
"I say, Isabelle. Can't you be more serious about cleaning? Look at how clean you are. There's dust everywhere.”
In the room, Liweir, who was wearing a mask and a headgear, immediately started cursing.
Isabelle, who was holding the broom, felt extremely wronged. The little bird on her head seemed to have sensed her master's displeasure.
He tapped her head a few times to comfort her.
Under the Snow laughed unkindly.
As time passed, a few months passed.
Isabelle did not disappoint and learned the 3D Mobile Device.
Everyone cheered for a while.
"Oh my! "Isabelle, who was flying in the air, suddenly screamed.
After spending a month with Isabelle, Liweir had started to treat her like a younger sister.
Just like family.
The four of them came to the vent. Isabelle couldn't bear to look at the bird that she had been with for more than a month.
Then, he threw it into the vent.
"Go! The sky is the world that belongs to you. Soar freely!”
The four of them looked at the birds flying toward the vent.
A feather slowly floated down from the sky and landed on the mirror-like surface of the water.
....
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