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They only share about 70% similarity, but their faces are sharper, and they have short hair like boys. If it weren't for the protrusion on their chest, they would look like men at first glance.
What do you think of the name Mari Makinami?
Qiong's lips twitched slightly, and finally she smiled and asked the girl wearing red-rimmed glasses.
"Makiha..."
The girl with glasses' eyes lit up. "Thank you, Your Highness!"
What a lovely name!
She felt it was a strange match for her!
Facing AR-53935's expectant yet apprehensive gaze, Qiong spoke:
"Kaworu Nagisa, how are you?"
“Kazunari…”
The girl, who looked like a boy, murmured and nodded with equal joy.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Qiong chuckled.
All I can say is that Old Mi still can't forget his EVA!
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Volume 1: Chapter 654 - A Little Shameless
"Makiha!"
"Kaworu Nagisa!"
"Fireflies!"
The three female warriors whispered each other's new names, as if they were getting to know each other all over again.
Although they had only been together for less than 24 hours in this war, they felt refreshed at this moment.
"They are all wonderful names!"
March 7th skipped and patted Qiong's shoulder, her pink hair bouncing under the starlight, her lively smile a sign of approval.
"I didn't expect you to have such a talent for naming things, A-Qiong~ You're almost as good as me."
"is it?"
Qiong smiled and said, "You're awesome!"
"Speaking of which, wife, did you choose the name March 7th yourself?"
Xing crossed her arms in front of her, a light and elegant pose, her pretty face filled with curiosity.
Of course!
March 7th snorted, put one hand on her hip, and smugly rubbed her nose with her thumb.
She was initially awakened by Himeko from the six-phase ice block and was taken out in a dazed state due to amnesia.
"I racked my brains and put all my thoughts into it before I came up with such a beautiful and elegant name."
"Alright, alright, I know you're more cultured and smarter than Su Chang, and you can use idioms, but you don't have to use so many in one go."
Xing waved her hand, her tone carrying her usual lazy and dismissive air.
"But the name March 7th isn't complicated either~"
Qiong used Kiana's body to make a sarcastic remark; if the real Kiana were to do it, she would definitely be hit by Little Three's pink fists.
"Hey~ you guys don't understand, do you? There's a lot more to names than you think~"
March 7th shook his finger with an air of importance, his eyes darting around for a moment.
She spent several hours thinking before choosing from a series of names that matched her beautiful girl image, such as 'Li Ying Shang, Angelina, Ying Xue Yu Han Ling, Shang Meng Xun Mei, Hathaway, Rose Tears, Yu Ling, Xie Er, Liu Li Wu, Lei Yue Ai Ya, Xi Meng Yue, Yue Lan, Lan Ying, Zi Die...'
Ok……
In reality, she had no idea what to name it. She searched on her phone and was overwhelmed by the sheer number of Mary Sue-esque names. In the end, she simply used the date as the name.
“But last time in your hallucination you named your sister March 8th.”
Xing laughed mercilessly at Xing, giving off an air of "I'll just watch you make things up."
"Oh dear, that, that's..."
March 7th's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, and he stammered as he tried to explain.
Phrases like "March 8th is so cute!" and "The privilege of beautiful girls" made everyone laugh, and the quiet forest was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
The warm and joyful atmosphere captivated the riders, perhaps because they had received their own precious names, which evoked emotions and feelings they had never experienced before.
On March 7th, she noticed the strange expressions on the three people's faces, and a hint of envy, which even its owner had not noticed, flashed in her silent, pink and blue eyes.
Hey~
The pink-haired girl clapped her hands, detached her true form—the blue-haired photographic princess—from her slender waist, and, with her charming and lively appearance, made an incredibly cute suggestion, like a cheerful little bird:
"Having your own name is a joyous occasion worth celebrating. Let's take a picture to commemorate this memorable moment!"
"Take a...take a picture?"
Mari, Kaworu, and Hotaru looked at each other in bewilderment.
This was an unfamiliar concept to the iron-clad girls who went to the battlefield from birth, whose lives were filled with unwavering determination to move forward and burn themselves out for the future of the Grammer Empire.
Even the camera in March 7th's hand was unfamiliar to Kaworu and Hotaru, only Mari seemed to be deep in thought.
Mari Makinami also found a similar item on the battlefield, which appeared to be civilian equipment.
Unfortunately, the device broke down and couldn't be used anymore, and the lenses were also scratched, but she still liked it very much!
Just looking through the lenses, the whole world seemed different.
It was a gentler color than that of a scope.
Are you interested in photography?
Sora noticed Mari's gaze.
"I can teach you."
"really?"
Words of surprise slipped out, and Mari quickly realized what she was saying, waving her hands in a fluster.
"No, no need! You really don't need to trouble yourself!"
Maki's eyes, behind her glasses, dared not look directly at Sora.
His Highness is the Empress's companion; how can I allow him to guide me?
This is going too far!
Don't be nervous.
Sora's smile was gentle and had a reassuring power. She took the blue camera from Mitsuki and began to teach Mari.
"The Queen isn't going to eat you. Here, adjust these parameters like this..."
Qiong took the blue camera from March 7th.
On March 1th, a smile of satisfaction spread across his face as he celebrated the addition of another member to the photography enthusiasts' club.
"Okay, okay! So that's how you use this knob..."
Mari tried her best to concentrate, wanting to hear every word of Sora's instruction.
She, who used to love learning and was eager to experience new things, now felt that those gentle words were like a curtain of water or a breeze passing through the forest.
In through the left ear, out through the right.
Not a single word left a trace in my mind.
As if poisoned by the insectoid neurotoxin, her heart pounded uncontrollably, her blood burned, and her ability to think was being robbed.
As if out of control, the body gradually moved closer to the sky.
With each approach, my heart raced a little faster, until our arms gently touched. A strange warmth and an indescribable thrill instantly coursed through my body.
It was a more wondrous and captivating feeling than when she received her name, so much so that her fair face was flushed with a distinct blush.
wrong!
This feeling... is so strange!
Could it be... Her Majesty the Empress's influence?
Suppressing the urge to lean her whole body against the empress, Mari subtly glanced at the empress standing quietly to the side.
Titania maintained her elegant smile, as if no one could see into her true thoughts at that moment.
But Mari could clearly sense the profound spiritual connection between herself and the Empress, and many of her involuntary actions at this moment stemmed from the invisible influence of this connection.
Titania's inability to precisely control the bodies of the Ironclad Girls refers to the fact that they are separated by a distant galaxy.
On the same planet, even face-to-face, she could completely share Mari's senses, see everything Mari sees, feel everything she feels, and even control the other's body.
However, she did not do that.
It's just connecting with Mari and experiencing the process of being taught by Sora.
As a result, certain emotions instinctively affected Mari.
Feeling the girl's warm, soft body getting closer and closer, and her unusually hot body, Qiong's expression gradually became more and more interesting.
Something's not right here...
Could it be that his galactic succubus bloodline is working its magic?
Or perhaps it was because Liuying's extremely high level of affection for herself influenced her sisters.
and many more!
Fireflies might not work, but...
Qiong glanced at Titania, who was watching the show from the side.
Noticing his gaze, Her Majesty the Queen winked mischievously, a languid and alluring smile curving her lips in a triumphant grin.
Qiong's eye twitched almost imperceptibly.
Hey, is this really okay?
You're the Empress, for crying out loud!
Stop worrying about your image!
This is... a bit shameless.
But then again...
If Titania is completely connected to Firefly's mind and her consciousness exists within Firefly's body when she kisses her, would that be considered NTR?
While engaging in dangerous philosophical contemplation, Sora calmly guided Mari Makinami, whose core seemed to have incorporated some of the Empress's influence, as she fiddled with the camera and took several photos.
Soon after, the camera returned to the hands of the enthusiastic photography master, Xiao Sanyue.
"Come on, everyone, are you all ready?"
The pink-haired girl, like a joyful butterfly, flitted among the crowd, searching for the perfect composition.
"Smile more! Listen to my command—one, two, three! Cheese!"
A cool night breeze swept by, lifting Titania and Firefly's long, silvery-white hair, which intertwined and danced in the air, like forest fairies fluttering about, adding a touch of fantasy.
Click!
March 7th perfectly captured this beautiful and moving moment.
"Excellent! The lighting, composition, and timing are all impeccable. No wonder you're our train's go-to photographer!"
Qiong looked at the finished product and praised it generously.