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So, eating that awful thing before was probably just him playing a trick on her, testing her!

That would have been fine.

After all, when Sora first brought up that little game, as the Fool, and as an experienced Masked Fool, Hanabi keenly sensed the trap; there was definitely something wrong with that ice block!

In order to perfectly fit the character of March 7, especially after feeling the suspicious gaze of Qiong, she still resolutely chose to jump into the pit.

"It's just a piece of ice, what's the big deal?"

Although he quickly regretted the idea, he had jumped in himself after all, and being tricked was a rare kind of fun.

but.

What truly made Hanabi unable to accept, causing her blood to run cold and her brain to tremble, was the reason that Sora had just given.

What does it mean to be truly stupid? It means being completely natural!

What do you mean, "You're still lacking something"?!

She's a firework!

Because it's not genuinely stupid enough! It's not naturally foolish enough!

That's why it was exposed?

What kind of reason is that?

What kind of flaw is that!

She can't accept teeth and mouth!

This is the greatest insult to her painstaking pursuit of art!

This is a hundred times more painful than being stabbed in the back!

A mixture of absurdity, anger, grievance, and blazing flames made those dreamy cherry blossom eyes shimmer with a bright light.

Qiong was still rubbing salt into the wound.

"I have to admit, your acting was perfect. Before the haunted house, I was almost completely fooled by you."

Qiong calmly met those sparkling cherry blossom eyes.

"Oh~?"

The girl, who still looked like March 7th, let out a coquettish, drawn-out sound. Her body pressed close like a water snake, and her pretty face instantly came close to Qiong's face, so close that they could almost count each other's eyelashes.

A warm breath, carrying a hint of sweetness, brushed against Qiong's skin:

"Honey~ you mean, they gave themselves away in the haunted house? Where...did I not do a good enough job?"

Her breath was as sweet as orchids, and every syllable was laced with a hook.

This highly aggressive and provocative action caused Liu Ying below to clench her teeth, her knuckles turning slightly white from gripping the Sam Transformation Device.

"No, you did very well, very well."

Qiong shook her head gently, a smile playing on her lips.

"You perfectly replicated Ah Qi's reactions in the haunted house: screaming, fear, arrogance... The flaw was in the smallest, most insignificant detail."

"Honey~ You're amazing~ You even caught me~"

On March 7th, the little hands clapped happily, their faces beaming with innocent admiration.

She extended her slender, fair index finger, with an almost flirtatious air, and gently touched Qiong's cheek, her fingertip sliding down his jawline like a feather.

At the same time, she leaned her little head close to Qiong's ear and whispered in a sickeningly sweet voice with a hint of amusement:

"So... what exactly is the flaw? I really want to know!"

Qiong lowered his head slightly, his forehead gently touching "March 7th's" smooth forehead.

Their noses almost touched, creating an extremely intimate posture.

Below, Liu Ying's breath hitched, and she clenched her teeth even tighter.

"Because of this."

Qiong lowered his head.

"Oh~..."

'March 7th' let out a short, startled sound, but the sound quickly turned into silence.

She frowned slightly as she looked at her adorable figure, which was almost squeezed into two snow-white persimmons on Qiong's body.

"What's wrong with it?"

"It's gotten a little bigger, though only a tiny bit, but I can still feel it."

"impossible."

Fireworks were decisive and resolute.

"My mask will perfectly replicate your appearance, down to the last detail."

"Ok?"

Qiong paused for a moment, her expression turning strange:

"Excluding other possibilities, did Ah Qi undergo a second growth spurt like Ah Xing?"

He stroked his chin thoughtfully and added:

"To be honest, it has been a while since I've directly touched it."

Hanabi: "..."

What kind of reason is that?

Just because of this slight difference in texture?

"That's it?"

Fireworks suppressed the surging sense of absurdity and offense, and tried her best to maintain a sweet smile on her March 7th face.

My disguise was exposed because of this ridiculous reason?

"No, this just made me a little suspicious."

Qiong corrected her, and at the same time, his arm naturally wrapped around 'March 7's' slender waist. With a little force, he lifted her up and made her lie in his arms.

This position allows for a closer and more intimate connection between the two.

"After all, you acted so well that it was enough to cover up this minor anomaly."

"Then, I tested the waters."

"..."

The girl was silent for half a second, then a more radiant smile bloomed on her face. She extended her slender finger and touched Qiong's lips suggestively:

"Darling~ You're so naughty~ When you're kissing me... you're still thinking about testing me~"

Hanabi instantly guessed what Sora meant by "testing"—that kiss in the dimly lit corner of the haunted house!

"Perhaps you can mimic Ah Qi's shy expression when she's being kissed."

Qiong chuckled, "But even if you've seen me kiss her, the reaction of my tongue, that subtle, instinctive way of interacting... you couldn't possibly know."

"Of course, but this still isn't enough for me to be 100% certain of your identity; it only increases the possibility of suspicion."

Qiong held up two fingers.

"So I continued to probe, and you probably guessed it, it was those two little games at the end."

Qiong shook her finger:

"Even with your acting skills, in a game where you need to react instantly, frequently, and mindlessly execute commands, there will always be a moment when you show your true reaction speed and adaptability in the face of a barrage of commands that are constantly and deliberately disrupted."

"If it were the real Ah Qi, her little brain would have been completely overloaded by the time I gave the second command. She wouldn't have had time to think about the logical paradox caused by the position swap, and she would have just stuffed it into her mouth and licked it helplessly."

"And you, you didn't 'make a mistake' until the fourth time."

Hanabi: "..."

Qiong's confident tone silenced her, a suffocating silence.

You really trust her stupidity like that?

"I've already mentioned the second mistake. My acting was very good, but my instinctive reaction wasn't completely suppressed."

Qiong shrugged.

"Hmm~"

A sweet, trembling sound escaped her throat, and Hanabi wore a bright, fake smile reminiscent of March 7th.

"Hmm~ Well-reasoned and convincing~ Darling~ Your analysis is truly insightful~"

What the hell!

Hanabi-sama was heartbroken to hear that!

Little pink-haired girl, how could you be so stupid!

Couldn't you be just a tiny bit smarter?

Even just a little bit!

"Okay."

Qiong clapped her hands calmly, looking leisurely at the fool in front of her who was about to break down under the mask of March 7th:

"Now that your identity has been exposed... dear Miss Hanabi, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?"

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"Oh dear~"

"March 7th" let out a coquettish cry, her slender arms coiling around Qiong's neck like water snakes, her pink lips pouting in a pitiful manner, her voice so sweet it could be drawn out in silk:

"I originally planned to use this identity to take my darling to find some super fun things to do, and play some exciting and exciting games!"

"But now my dear has exposed it, what am I supposed to do?"

The deliberately drawn-out ending sound, with a Super Asakusa feel, made it seem as if Sora had pierced not her disguise, but some kind of membrane.

The roller coaster emitted a deep hum as it slowly started and climbed along the track.

The gravitational acceleration caused 'March 7', who was already on Qiong's body, to lean forward abruptly.

Her little head peeked over Qiong's shoulder, her chest pressed softly against Qiong's chest without any gap, and she waved enthusiastically at Liuying, whose expression was gradually losing control on the platform below.

She even gave a playful wink, wiggled her shapely hips, adjusted her posture, and sat more comfortably and securely.

Liu Ying looked on with such envy... and fell silent!

"Oh dear, what should I do?"

Sora imitated Hanabi's exaggerated aria, "This is really intriguing~"

“…Darling~”

The sound of fireworks has a strange, alluring quality.

"Since you've won Hanabi-sama's hide-and-seek game again, the winner deserves a reward!"

Adjusting its posture, 'March 7th' softly lay on Qiong, who was sitting on a luxurious European-style sofa, in an extremely ambiguous duck-sitting position.

Those snow-white lotus legs, adorned with dreamy fairytale princess leg rings, gently caressed the sides of Qiong's legs, almost imperceptibly.

At this moment, Sora had no choice but to believe that the Firework Mask could perfectly replicate the appearance of the person she was transforming into.

The delicate touch of her skin, the temperature and curves of her body, are exactly the same as those of a real young woman.

"Darling~"

Hanabi cupped Sora's cheeks, bringing her delicate face, which belonged to March Seven, very close. Her cherry lips almost touched Sora's lips, and her warm, sweet breath brushed against them.

"What kind of reward would you like?"

The sound was like a feather dipped in honey, gently scratching the eardrums.