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.”

left without giving Arielle

professor had granted her leave to go there before leading

at least a little larger than her dorms. However, the equipment within had been stowed away, making it

better than

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 Morse brought them

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

her

triggered

and Morse had

not worried that her gesture would make them suspicious. She held the little girl against her

in Arielle’s embrace, the little girl soon closed her eyes and

would wake up upon being set down, Arielle held her for another ten minutes before

Hoffmeister and the others

lunch not long