I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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"No response?"

Qiong Hanabi picked up the Fumo doll and shook it, tilting her head cutely.

"Could it be broken? That's so lame, 'firework dolls' aren't this fragile~ Honey~ you agree~?"

Are you talking about that doll?

Hanabi Honka, who was hiding behind the scenes operating the doll, twitched at the corner of her mouth.

She's finding it increasingly difficult to tell the difference!

The fireworks across the way look like real fireworks!

Could it be that he played too much with schizophrenia and actually developed a split personality?

That shouldn't be the case, her mental state has always been very, very healthy!

Even a psychiatrist named Yi Donglai in the tavern said it was good.

"Heh, okay, baby, I admit you're qualified to play [Fireworks]."

The Fumo doll laughed loudly and shouted in a rough voice:

"This is a gift for you~"

"—Activate backup hidden energy!"

The terrifying energy fluctuations collapsed and underwent a qualitative change within the Firework Doll's body, instantly reaching the critical point of explosion.

explosion!

However, there were no flames or smoke; what exploded was something intangible and insubstantial.

Qiong Huahuo was stunned for a moment, her eyes slightly dazed, but she quickly recovered and blinked.

"Banana, banana... banana! Banana~ banana banana?"

She transformed into a banana, resembling a talking, comical watermelon strip in a short video.

Qiong reacted quickly, almost the instant she noticed the anomaly.

The Moon Mark, located on the Immortal Ship, placed the Feather Dust into the system space, which Qiong then retrieved.

The power of the Crimson Feather and the Scarlet Particle, the Key of Consciousness and the Key of Erosion merged, erasing the residue from the explosion.

"It's a memetic virus bomb? And not just any ordinary memetic virus... Where did she find this thing?"

Qiong raised an eyebrow.

This isn't your average meme virus; it's very powerful!

If it weren't for the fact that the power of Feather Dust and Earthly Treasury Souls are natural counters to this thing, and that the virus dosage wasn't too low, it would have been quite troublesome.

"Interesting~"

Qiong Hanabi smiled and affectionately took Qiong's arm.

"Let's go, darling~ let's see what other games our imposter Miss Fireworks has up her sleeve."

Before long, the two of them found the location of Hanabi again by following their shared senses, but what greeted them was a crisp gunshot!

"Bam—!"

The bullets weren't aimed at them; instead, a petite and adorable girl with pigtails fell.

A mocking smile still lingered on her delicate, youthful face, while blood gushed from the wound on her chest, staining her already crimson kimono even deeper.

She fell straight down in front of the two of them, her right arm instinctively outstretched, a trickle of blood running down her index finger all the way to Qiong's feet.

The person who was shot was Hanabi.

And the person who killed her...

"It's fireworks too!"

A twin-tailed girl with a red and white fox mask on her forehead pouted.

She appeared holding a small, toy-like women's revolver, pink and white with cherry blossoms engraved on it, and gently blew away the gunpowder smoke from the muzzle.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry to have made you laugh."

Fireworks, like a graceful young lady, curtsied towards the sky, displaying the countless Fireworks lying in pools of blood around them, their eyes lowered as if filled with sorrow and self-reproach.

"I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy, I've made a mess everywhere again."

"It is indeed a bit chaotic."

Qiong bent down and touched the corner of Hanabi's mouth and chest.

"The body is still warm, can I use it?"

"Oh my gosh~ I didn't know my darling had this kind of fetish, but since it's my darling~ it's okay~"

Hanabi's smooth, fair little feet, clad in wooden clogs, dripped and splattered in the pool of blood as she walked up to the two men, her smile both crazed and alluring.

"Well, 'Hanabi killed 'Hanabi who killed Hanabi,' so it's a decent comedy, I guess~"

Qiong Hanabi offered her commentary with the calm composure of a professional film critic, watching Hanabi, who was holding a gun, with a half-smile.

"So, are you dealing in counterfeit goods?"

"Yes, I'm having trouble distinguishing them."

Hanabi readily admitted it.

She couldn't tell which one was the real firework.

"To perform a play well, a good script alone is not enough. First, I must believe without reservation that the character I am playing really exists, and then immerse myself in it."

"To play a role, you have to actually become a person. Over time, more and more ideas have come to mind. You might be one of them, or I might be one of them."

"What a healthy and beautiful mental state!"

Qiong gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you for the compliment, darling~"

With bloodstains still on her face, Hanabi gave Sora a bewitching smile, then looked at Sora Hanabi.

"There's one bullet left."

She took out a special bullet, powerful enough to kill herself and the spirit of Qiong Hanabi, and elegantly placed it into the revolver that exuded a girlish charm.

Fireworks slammed the cylinder back into the gun and pressed it down, laughing defiantly.

"Want to play a game?"

"Heh~"

Suddenly, Qiong Hanabi, who had been looking down, raised her head, her five-petaled cherry blossom eyes shining brightly, and a contemptuous and arrogant smile appeared on her lips.

"What are you gambling?"

"The fate of counterfeits~ Who is the real fireworks~"

"Ladies first, please go first."

Qiong Fireworks gestured elegantly.

Hanabi didn't refuse. She gently kissed the cold gun barrel with her cherry lips, glanced at Sora with a charming look in her eyes, and then opened her thin lips to take the gun barrel into her mouth.

Then, pull the trigger!

"Bang~"

She imitated the sound of gunfire, reluctantly letting go of her mouth, as if regretting that she hadn't been hit.

"Your turn~"

Hanabi handed the revolver/pistol to Sora Hanabi.

Qiong Huahuo took the pink pistol, played with it with great interest for a while, twirled it beautifully, and then pressed the muzzle against her temple without hesitation.

What is the secret to great comedy?

Suddenly, Qiong Hanabi asked a question out of the blue, while leaning forward and bringing her face close to Hanabi's, revealing a crazy smile.

He gently pulled the trigger—click, empty sound.

"opportunity?"

"Then what is courage?"

Instead of returning the gun to Hanabi, Qiong Hanabi, who was asking and answering her own question, pressed the muzzle against her face again.

"Maintain elegance under pressure."

Another empty sound.

"So……"

Pulling the hammer again, Qiong Hanabi and Hanabi faced each other, their identical cherry lips about to touch.

She pressed the gun against her chin.

"Then what is pleasure?"

I pulled the trigger, but it didn't fire.

This means that the next shot will definitely go off.

"Hahaha~ I am joy!"

Qiong Hanabi revealed a maniacal smile and handed the pistol to the incredulous Hanabi.

The fireworks display left the audience wide-eyed and somewhat bewildered.

"One last question."

She didn't actually let go, but instead grabbed Hanabi's small hand and forced her to put it on her head, a dangerous smile slowly curving up at the corner of her mouth.

"Who's the Sparkle?"

"you……"

Hanabi struggled to adjust the muzzle of her gun, but the other girl held on tightly and she couldn't move away. She could only watch as the girl pressed down on her fingers little by little, finally firing the fatal fifth shot.

"I am the Sparkle!!"

Qiong Fireworks let out a chilling and manic laugh that could pierce the soul, a laugh that resonated like a million shattered pieces of glass.

boom!

Gunfire erupted.

Like ribbons, a jumble of colorful, flowing material splattered from the jaw of Qiong Hanabi, which was held by the muzzle of a gun.

Meanwhile, the train crew, having finished their negotiations with the family, were attending a party prepared by the family.

The moment Qiong Fireworks pulled the trigger was also the instant the host on stage announced the start of the celebration gala.

Boom!

The entire starry sky was suddenly illuminated!

Countless colorful fireworks soared into the sky from every corner of Pinocchio, bursting forth with dazzling colors amidst the boundless sea of ​​stars.

"That is……"

Hanabi's pupils contracted for a split second; it was the 'bomb' she had painstakingly planted in a corner of Pinocchio using countless clones.

At that moment, they were all detonated, transforming into a dazzling display of colors.

Amidst the dense, dazzling fireworks, familiar faces could be clearly seen.

The train crew, Kiana, Yomi, the robin, Sunday, Tom and Jerry... and herself.

Hanabi looked up, somewhat bewildered, her face radiating a kaleidoscope of colors.

What she prepared were just ordinary fireworks.

Why did it turn out like this?

In a short while, Hanabi felt a warm sensation on her lips.

Her pupils suddenly trembled.

It was Qiong Hua Huo; she kissed her.