A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The children are so young, and you want to feed them sleeping pills just because they are crying?

As Arielle was forced to hide her anger, she could not dissipate it.

Instead, she gazed at Morse. “Is there any place around here we could take them to play? They wouldn’t cry after tiring themselves out. On the other hand, sleeping pills will harm their health and make proceeding with the experiment impossible.”

Morse scratched his head before giving it a shake.

There aren’t any places for play around here.

“None?” Arielle was slightly disappointed.

This dorm is not big enough. Three children wouldn’t be able to stretch out properly.

Morse noticed Arielle’s disappointment. His eyes flashed with sudden inspiration as he recalled somewhere possible.

“There’s a place which might be suitable. Hang on. Let me ask Professor Hoffmeister.”

Arielle

declared that the professor had granted her leave to

brought to a small laboratory. Though it was smaller than the other rooms, it was at least a little larger than her dorms. However, the equipment within had been stowed away, making it appear like an

knew better than

play in at last, Arielle spared no expense in amusing them. They were all around two years of age, and though their energy seemed limitless, they, too, would fall prey to fatigue. The children began to show tiredness at noon, so Arielle and

them, and after another meal of powdered milk, they began yawning and whining for bed. The two boys were obedient.

on the other hand, rubbed her eyes and spread her arms, asking to

demeanor triggered Arielle‘s

the dorm, and Morse had left long ago

them suspicious. She held the little girl against her bosom

embrace, the little girl soon closed

down, Arielle held her for another ten minutes

protect them and not allow Professor Hoffmeister and the others

lunch not