Summary


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On a random day after New Year’s Day, Prapor went to the Cosmodrome Tactical Unit to return some gear.
Sylvia Prapor walked into the duty room of the Cosmodrome Tactical Unite, Mobile Squad, bringing a wave of cool air with him.
Sylvia Oh, Comrade Prapor! Come in quickly, it must be cold outside right?
Comrade Sylvia, are you the only one on duty?
Sylvia Mhm! Everyone is out on duty, I’m the only one garrisoning here today.
Prapor Contains Chapter 3 Spoiler(hover over text to make it clear) I’ve come to return the bulletproof vest I took from you during the battle to quell the rebellion. It was an emergency at the time, so I borrowed it without asking.
Sylvia …Don’t put it like that, if it protects you then that’s wonderful.
Sylvia Oh, yes, did you sustain any injuries in battle?
Prapor Not this time, thanks for caring.
Sylvia What about scratches?
Prapor Those are hard to avoid. Somehow, a patch of skin on my forearm had been burnt off. I hadn’t noticed it at all during the fight, but when I was scrubbing myself afterwards, I brushed against it and it really stung.
Sylvia Where is it? Please roll up your sleeve so I can apply some ointment…
Prapor Thank you, but there’s no need to worry too much. These kinds of minor injuries are no big deal to me.
Sylvia But… it's still an injury that hurts.
Sylvia took out a glass jar filled with green ointment. The metal lid revealed that it had originally contained carrot juice. The residents of Unity City often used such jars to store their homemade pickled garlic scapes.
Sylvia This ointment is based on a passed down ancient formula. it’s far more effective than the ones you’d find in a normal pharmacy…
Prapor ……
Sylvia …Oh, I’m sorry! Was I being too forward? Hannah says I’m always insisting on looking after others without regard for their wishes…
Prapor Well, I actually quite enjoy being looked after by Comrade Sylvia.
Sylvia silently began applying ointment to Prapor. She lowered her head to examine the burn on his arm, whilst he could just make out the fluttering of her long eyelashes beneath her gaze…
Prapor (Better not stare into her eyes…)
Prapor turned his gaze towards the windowsill, where a row of fabric dolls stood. Their appearance struck him as somewhat familiar.
Prapor These are…
Sylvia Oh, these are the protection dolls I made for my teammates! One for each.
Sylvia This is Erika, this is Hannah , this is Julius, and this is Felice. Oh right, I’ll have to make one for Lida too the next time I see her.
Prapor Hmm, that’s five in total… who’s the one at the edge?
Sylvia Oh!!!
Sylvia suddenly started to panic.
Sylvia That… that one is not finished yet! If it’s unfinished it doesn’t count! Anyways, does comrade Prapor want a cookie?
Prapor …Oh, no thanks…
Prapor (She changed the subject rather abruptly)
Prapor So, is comrade Sylvia’s EGO ability carried out through these dolls?
Sylvia That’s right, by using a doll as a medium to channel EGO, I can help my comrades recover their stamina, heal their injuries, fend off attacks and so on…
Prapor Hmm, using dolls as a medium to support the corresponding person, eh…
Prapor Comrade Sylvia… I have a question…
Sylvia Hmm?
Prapor Have you ever heard of something called a “voodoo doll" on Earth?
Sylvia Haven’t heard of it. What kind of doll is it? Does it look good?
Prapor There’s a type of doll on Earth, whether it’s attractive or not is beside the point, the main thing is that, like the dolls made by Comrade Sylvia, each doll corresponds to a specific person.
Prapor …When you stab the doll with a needle, the corresponding person… will feel pain.
Sylvia …Eh?
Prapor Or when you cover the doll’s eyes, it will cause the person to go blind…
Sylvia Ah?!
Sylvia suddenly squeaked.
Prapor What is it, comrade Sylvia?
Sylvia N…no , Comrade Prapor, I…
Sylvia I…I…I have never ever thought of committing these sorts of things…
Sylvia …But come to think of it… I suppose it’s not entirely out of the question…
Sylvia So…so some people don’t like me making dolls of them is for this reason? I…
Sylvia starts to stutter, words fail to form in her mouth.
Prapor Comrade Sylvia, are you alright?
Sylvia …I’m not a bad nun…comrade Prapor please don’t hate me…
Prapor A bad nun?
Sylvia looks very anxious, looking at her reaction, Prapor is at a loss.
Prapor (Looks like Sylvia just figured out that her power can be used to harm someone.)
Prapor Comrade Sylvia is our comrade, of course you’re different from nuns like Ishtar…
Sylvia Ishtar?! Yes,Yes! I’m most definitely not the same as Ishtar, but as for how we’re different… well… I did attend a different lecture series…
Hearing Prapor mention Sister Ishtar, Sylvia’s reaction became more intense, so much so that she’s on the verge of crying.
Prapor (Maybe I should comfort her first…)
Prapor Even though I’m not an expert in EGO, I learnt something about it recently.
Sylvia Mh?
Prapor …From what I've heard, EGO is a force driven by inner emotions.
Prapor Perhaps, in theory, the EGO that Comrade Sylvia channels through the dolls could serve many different purposes. However, given how kind-hearted Comrade Sylvia is, you can only draw upon forces of kindness and gentleness.
Sylvia Comrade Prapor…is that what you think?
Prapor Of course.
Sylvia Thank you comrade Prapor… for trusting me that much.
Sylvia Perhaps comrade Prapor is the one who is too kind, trusting me baselessly.
Prapor It’s not baseless, we’ve already been through life, death, and the trials of blood and fire, right?
To try to comfort Sylvia, Prapor tried to keep a smile on his face. However, a sudden sharp, itching pain made Prapor grimace in pain…
Sylvia Comrade Prapor, you don’t look well, are there any discomforts?
Prapor Just some sudden back pain, maybe it’s just a cramp from the cold.
Prapor Owie, owie… No this is not right…feels like…I’m being bit by something
Sylvia Bit?
Sylvia looks towards the window, only to see a black cat holding a doll in its mouth. It even knocked over a few other dolls.
Sylvia Oh this is horrible! ...The cat snatched away a doll!
Prapor How? Which one got…
Sylvia A very important doll!! A very VERY important doll!! Comrade Prapor, we must get it back quickly!
Sylvia dragged Prapor outside running, not forgetting to clean up the few strands of cat fur.
10 Minutes later…
Sylvia put both of her hands by her mouth, and made a string of noises towards the depths of the alley.
Sylvia Meow…MeowMeow…Nya…
Prapor …Feels like we should go get comrade Hannah so she can meow like a cat, perhaps the cat would better understand it.
Sylvia What should we do? It's so dark, I can’t even find the cat’s shadow…
Prapor bent down, and plucked a thin yellow strand from a withered branch at the foot of the wall. It had come loose from the doll
Prapor However it left traces. Over here.
After chasing through two alleys, Prapor suddenly dropped his pace.
Prapor Ughh… Again.
Sylvia You’re bit again? Where is it, and does it feel serious?
Prapor Uhh… The place it bit… I’ll explain later, let’s just find the cat as quickly as possible.
Prapor If only Lisa is here right now…
Sylvia In that case, in that case… well, I suppose I can only…
Sylvia sat down on a bench by the roadside and opened the sewing kit tied around her waist.
Prapor …What is this for?
Sylvia I still have some scraps, I can make a doll of the cat.
Prapor Ohh…
Prapor (Maybe Sylvia finally…)
Borrowing the light of the street lamps, Sylvia quickly finished a little cat doll about the length of her thumb. Despite the rush, the toy was still very lifelike, complete with cat ears.
Sylvia held out her finger and gently stroked the head of the cat doll she had made…
Stray Cat (Hannah cat form trust) Mieooww~~
Sylvia Here kitty kitty…
A gentle cry came from deep within the alley
Prapor Oh, the cat really became friendly.
Sylvia Smart kitty, come here…here
A pair of sparkling eyes peered out from the box and walked over to the street lamp…
The stray cat strolled leisurely towards Prapor and Sylvia. It narrowed its eyes, looking content, and let out a soft purr from its throat, whilst holding Sylvia’s unfinished doll in its mouth.
Sylvia Come here, come here…Eh?
The stray cat leapt lightly onto Sylvia’s lap.
It wandered about for a few steps, found the cosiest spot on Sylvia’s lap, then propped itself up on its forepaws, tapping them back and forth in turn, leaving a series of tiny, jet-black paw prints on Sylvia’s white stockings.
Sylvia Goodness me, this cat is not light…Comrade Prapor, look, it’s kneading my lap…
Prapor So, I suppose that counts as befriending this cat, then? We should ask it to give the soft toy back…
Just as Prapor was about to reach out, the stray cat turned its head away, shielding the doll in its mouth, and let out a discontented grunt.
Prapor …Looks like it doesn’t want to give it up.
Sylvia Mmm, I think I have a solution!
She sewed a few quick stitches, turning the leftover scraps of fabric into a little triangular mouse.
Prapor crouched down and held out the mouse to the cat. The cat’s gaze immediately fixed on its new prey.
Prapor tossed the mouse onto the bench beside him; the cat leapt towards her new toy, leaving the drool-soaked doll on Sylvia’s lap.
Prapor Mmm, the pain is gone.
Sylvia That’s fantastic…
On the road back to the garrison, Sylvia cradled the badly battered doll in her hands, examining it with a heavy heart as she walked. The toy’s arm was on the verge of breaking, and it was covered in cat drool.
Sylvia It’s all my fault… If only I closed the window, then…
Prapor Can it be fixed?
Sylvia O…Ofcourse! A quick touch-up and a wash, and it’ll be as good as new…
Prapor suddenly stopped.
Prapor Comrade Sylvia…
Sylvia H…Here!
Prapor This doll is made according to me right?
Sylvia ……
Sylvia looked down at her own shoes.
Sylvia …Yes
Prapor Comrade Sylvia, why did you want to make a doll for me?
Sylvia Because…
Sylvia I’ve felt a little regretful that I wasn’t able to provide comrade Prapor with sufficient protection during the previous battle…
Sylvia Just the thought that a gun might be pointed at you, and that I don’t have comrade Prapor’s doll to offer protection, makes my heart sink…
Sylvia Even though the comrades in the Mobile Squad clearly need my protection, I just can’t help but let my mind wander…
Prapor Hmm, so does that mean Comrade Sylvia will be able to protect me just as she protects the comrades in the Cosmodrome Tactical Unit, Mobile Squad from now on?
Sylvia Yes…
Prapor That’s brilliant. After all, things aren’t exactly peaceful in the JDR at the moment, and the Eastern Project’s journey ahead is bound to be fraught with difficulties and dangers; without Comrade Sylvia’s protection, I’d honestly feel rather uneasy.
Sylvia nodded happily.
Sylvia Mmm!! As long as I’m here, I’ll make sure comrade Prapor never gets hurt again!
Prapor Comrade Sylvia, there’s another matter that’s been on my mind, and that is…
Sylvia What is it?
Prapor If Comrade Sylvia can improve your relationship with the cat using a doll Option 1 Could playing with a doll perhaps help you get along better with… someone else? Option 2
Sylvia Ehh?!
Prapor After all, this isn’t exactly a bad act. Even the gentle Comrade Sylvia might be tempted to do something like this…
Sylvia That…that…
After looking away for a few seconds, Sylvia stole another glance at Prapor.
Sylvia Well… I wonder if other people would be willing to improve their relationship with me in this way?…
Prapor Well… that’s a rather complicated question…
Sylvia ……