Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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After a brief moment of thought, Luo Fan left his seat and went behind the bar, whispering to RPK, "Her tastes might be a bit picky, so let me take over for now."

"Well, please."

The two then switched places; RPK went to wait at the bar, while Luo Fan once again took charge of the food himself.

I don't habitually ask what the other person needs; I just mix drinks based on intuition...

"Emmmm......I love Williams Black Label bourbon whiskey, Cointreau, lemon juice, maple syrup......"

Based on the other person's evaluation of the lemonade, Luo Fan had a vague idea of ​​her taste, but she still couldn't be completely sure. However, this drink might be worth a try...

All you need to do is add all the ingredients to ice and shake well. There are no complicated steps involved. This cocktail isn't a performance, so I didn't add any lemon wedges for decoration.

"It's done. 'Why not?' That's what it's called."

He is quite confident in his ability to cater to customers' tastes, but confidence does not equal success, so he always maintains a calm and composed demeanor during the bartending process.

Rosalia didn't respond immediately, but took the wine and began to drink it slowly.

Luo Fan carefully observed the other party's reaction to determine whether his judgment was wrong.

......

"Hmm~ This one is pretty good, it's sweeter and has a herbal scent."

"Of course, replacing half of Cointreau with maple syrup adds sweetness and a unique rich flavor. Combined with the herbal aroma of sage, this is a perfect autumn/winter cocktail."

Putting aside the issue of identity, being able to judge a bartender's tastes based on experience and gain their approval is a real good thing, just like a chef who can cook according to a customer's preferences and still get good reviews.

After satisfying the other party's needs, it's time for your turn.

"So, can you tell me now why you're here? Are you here to help me? What do you want from me?"

A more relaxed atmosphere was obviously more conducive to dialogue, and the girls also put aside their hostility, although WA and Dreamer still really wanted to shoot her dead.

However, judging from the other party's frivolous attitude, she still had no intention of answering seriously. She simply smiled and held the half-full wine glass in her hand, making a gesture of offering it to Luo Fan.

"I told you not to be so nervous, or do you guys have paranoia?"

The girl held the wine glass to her eyes, looking at the man through the slightly cloudy liquid, and watched as his face gradually became distorted under a dim filter.

"I cured your migraines, shouldn't you say thank you?"

"..." Although there was no evidence to support it, the liquid did cause Luo Fan more pain in the initial stages, but he recovered safely after three days of unconsciousness. Such a severe headache, which even Mrs. Gray couldn't diagnose, meant the possibility of a natural recovery was extremely slim...

Perhaps she's right... but why? There's no reason for it.

Luo Fan's face turned cold: "Then why did you help me?"

Upon hearing this, Rosalia laughed even harder: "Oh, I like it... well, it's too early to tell you now, it's pointless. You'll know later. Also, don't try to rely on modern medicine, not even your personal doctor, at least not now. And without me, you'll die."

This answer contained too little valuable information, and Luo Fan remained noncommittal.

"What do you mean I'll die without you? You mean only you can cure me?"

What concerned him even more was Rosalia's question of his necessity...

Her smile faded slightly, replaced by a sly look: "No, of course it's not just me, but the problem is, I'm the only one you can find right now. Even if you go to the hospital, they'll only diagnose it as phantom pain."

......

"Alright then, if you're willing to waste your precious time on a small bar owner like me."

Although we didn't uncover any useful information, it's still not bad if we can get along amicably...

"Then, a few more drinks!"

PS: New foreshadowing, and most importantly, the female lead is coming soon. We will now finalize the script.

Actually, I was worried that everyone might not be satisfied with the female lead. After all, it's a harem novel, and everyone might worry about her taking up too much screen time. However, I will still try my best to portray the female lead well, since she becomes the protagonist's pillar of support in the later stages.

Also from another game, one of my favorite anime characters, the childhood friend who fell from the sky.

We'll be meeting everyone the day after tomorrow, so please look forward to it!

286 Trespassing

Meanwhile, in the back alley of the bar...

It was that familiar white-haired woman again. She pushed open the back door and walked into the cold, gloomy building complex with a slightly displeased expression.

"Grey, you're late."

Morido, already wrapped in a coat and scarf, stood in the darkness with several other women, waiting for Grey's arrival.

Lady Grey nodded slightly: "I spent some time with the Commander."

“What an irresistible reason.” Another voice said, its tone slightly sarcastic and undisguised.

Mercury Rose was upset over such a trivial matter again; perhaps it was that naive possessiveness that was starting to act up again.

Mrs. Grey remained noncommittal, ignoring the other party's sarcasm; in her view, such girlish emotions were meaningless.

If you want something, you have to grab it...

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. We'll have plenty of time to argue about it later. Let's focus on the important matter at hand."

Nemokin waved her hand to interrupt the conversation, preventing her sister from continuing her tantrum.

Mercury Rose could only cross her arms and sulk in silence.

"Then I think we're here for the same reason, aren't we?"

Adeline nodded silently, and Morido said, "Now it seems so. After all, only we are good at this kind of thing, and only we understood what that strange woman meant."

After saying that, she pressed an option on her phone screen.

In an instant, a string of garbled characters appeared on the screen, followed by the sound of mechanical rollers coming from all directions.

All the electronic doors leading into the back alley were closed, and the scraping sound was no different from the sound of death's veil.

Morido's smile gradually turned sly: "Someone has trespassed on my private property..."

"Click..." The back door of the bar opened again, and a sixth party joined the meeting.

"Hmm, it seems we're not the only ones who noticed..."

Mrs. Grey scrutinized the girl in military uniform before her, beginning to assess her out of professional habit.

Mondragon, who had been inactive for several days, reacted for the first time.

But she didn't say anything when faced with the gazes of the Nietos; she merely glanced at them.

The meeting was pointless to her, and Mondragon bypassed the five and headed down the intricate path.

The Nietos looked at each other, communicating their helplessness through their eyes.

There's no way around it, maybe this one is just a lone wolf...

"Alright, we've let this little mouse scurry around for so long, it's time to clean up..."

The sharp blade hidden in their collars reappeared, the high-speed whistling sound of it cutting through the air was chilling, but for them it was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Since you're here, don't leave..."

......

In the dark alleyway, a head was spying on five women standing in the dim light—no, it should be that just now…

At that moment, he was huddled in a corner, trembling, when he saw a sight he would never forget.

A sharp blade, resembling spider limbs, protruded from the collar of an adult woman! Damn it, this isn't a science fiction movie!

In that instant, five pairs of eyes turned towards the area where he was standing, and in that instant, it felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave...

He was certain that such a cold gaze was not something a human being should have; those women were not normal people...

As he turned to leave, the electronic door to the alleyway closed, with spikes on top to prevent him from climbing over it; it would be too late to get out from there.

If he tried and endured the pain, it might be possible to climb out, but his intuition told him that it was pointless and he would still be caught.

"Since you're here, don't leave..." The girl's voice was so melodious, but at this moment it stirred up the deepest desire in his heart, the desire to escape death with all his might.

It's not unreasonable to want to satisfy this desire, it's just too difficult...

At the same time, a piercing metallic scraping sound came from the alley behind him. It was obvious that the woman was deliberately scraping the ground with the blade to put pressure on him.

Even though he knew the other party's purpose, he still felt afraid, as if all the stress training he had done before had lost its meaning in an instant.

We can't waste time here; we need to figure out a way to escape right now!

This is a corner, and they haven't seen themselves in their field of vision. They just need to move through the buildings, avoid all possible lines of sight, and then run in the opposite direction!

Yes, that's it. As long as they don't see us, escaping is entirely possible. They're just a few weak women...

This unknown person was smug about his intelligence, but in their eyes, he was nothing more than a clown for them to watch.

From the very beginning, he never concealed himself. By deducing the target's movements and considering that the current terrain was not complicated, they were able to determine the target's approximate location.

"Come out come out wherever you are~"

Perhaps seized by a playful impulse, Mercury Rose no longer concealed her mechanical arm, letting it spring out from her sleeve and writhe in the air like a snake emerging from hibernation, radiating a thirst for blood.

This is an accomplice of the devil, a vicious weapon given to them by William. Time has passed, and this thing has once again served its original purpose.

The sound of mechanical bearings is unpleasant, as is the noise of their victims...

But, "it won't be long before it ends..."

"Little sister, how long are you planning to play?"

Nemokin knew exactly what Mercury Rose was thinking; she wanted to observe her prey closely again.

But her dear sister simply waved her hand: "I'll try my best to resolve this quickly."

Her tone carried a touch of liveliness, which deviated slightly from her original elegant temperament, but it complemented each other perfectly.

Tsk... What troublesome sisters. Why did William ever think of designing them?

Mrs. Gray muttered to herself, silently making a phone call...

“Mondragon. Lanes 3-42, running at a relatively fast speed.”

......

"boom!"

"Ahhh!"

The loud noise and scream were rather abrupt, and everyone except Mrs. Grey was stunned for a moment.

The group quickened their pace and, after turning the corner, arrived at their target location.

The girl in military uniform pinned a man dressed in black and wearing a mask to the ground, giving him no chance to resist.

Mondragon had already seized his target before Mercury Rose could begin to torture her prey.

It's just that the method was a bit violent, smashing a big hole in a wall...

"Ugh, this is so boring..."

Mercury Rose felt bored; a piece of music without an intro was bound to be abrupt and uninteresting.

287 Trespassing.2

This is clearly very different from the style of Madam Grey and Mondragon. Perhaps it is a consensus that the two, who belong to different camps, would subconsciously cooperate.

But Adeline leaned close to Mercury Rose and whispered, "Mercury Rose, maybe—I mean maybe—it might not be true, but the Commander might prefer to 'get straight to the point'?"

"Pfft..." Nemokin couldn't help but laugh.

"...Leaving aside how you know the Commander's quirks, is there anything wrong with me enjoying the process of doing something?"

Mercury Rose was speechless. Was she implying that she was being too slow, or did the Commander really prefer to be more direct?

She intended to raise her hand to her forehead, but Adeline mistook it for a slap, so she instinctively covered her head to avoid it.

Then Mrs. Grey pulled him to her side, and even his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"It's just something you learn by exposure. Also, be mindful of your status..." This time, the meaning of those words was quite different.

...Why are they all like this? She really just raised her hand. Does she look that bad?

It seems that Adeline, or rather all the lower-ranking Nithos, had a bad time in Paradis and could easily become tools for higher-ranking Nithos to vent their anger. The attitude of the white Nithos towards the black Nithos is a good example of this.

Night had fallen, and they didn't have much time left for the interrogation. They needed to finish quickly, and then "resolve" the matter further...

“Don’t move…” Mondragon’s tone was exactly the same as AK15’s. He locked onto the target and tossed the pistol to Morido behind him. Morido then casually disassembled the pistol into a pile of parts.