The biggest hobby of centipedes is collecting shoes, and all kinds of trendy shoes are most sought-after by centipedes.

Centipedes also have a unique way of showing off their wealth – wearing different sneakers for each foot. But unlike other centipedes, Mlumi prefers to collect figurines rather than collectible shoes. Mlumi's family treasures many dolls made by famous artists, and she named each one. Among them, she liked the doll named Bikaye the most.

Mlumi likes to manipulate multiple fiddles at once, and that's the only way she feels that she has so many hands to work with.

Mlumi likes to take Bikaye to the doll's tea party. At that time, Mlumi would use her most nimble and powerful hands to manipulate the Vicaya, making her perform all sorts of incredible movements in order to amaze the other dollgirls. But the action is so bizarre that the doll girls can't believe that Bikaye is just a manipulated dead thing, and everyone agrees that Bikaye is a doll that has been brought to life by a spell.

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Bicaye does have life. To be precise, everything in this world has life. Even if it's a teacup, or a pair of scissors, or even a cubic centimeter of countless molecules in the air, they all have life. Bikaye and Mlumi saw the same world, but they couldn't hear the same world. So, in a sense, they live in different worlds.

And the world in which Bikaye lives is too noisy, and the people are chattering every minute and every second.

"Good morning, Bikaye!" Mr. Teapot was on full display of his passion, and if it had limbs, it might be hugging Bikaye tightly by now.

"Good morning, Mr. Teapot."

"Phew—is Miss Mlumi going to take you to the tea party today?" Mr. Teapot was pinched by Mlumi's ear handle, and he opened his mouth and spat out the black tea in his stomach.

"Maybe." Bikaye was not interested in the tea party, and the kind of boring place was full of boring people, even the fiddles there. The topic of the doll's chat always revolves around status and money, such as who created the doll itself, and who designed the costume on the doll's body and how much it cost. The tea party that Mlumi attended was only a comparison, but Mlumi didn't care, or she didn't notice it at all.

Although the Bikaye itself was created by the master, the costume is still the same as the one that came to Mlumi's house a few years ago, and it has long been outdated. Even though he was of noble birth, he did not have a high status among the dolls, and was often teased. In that kind of place, Bikaye felt the pressure like never before.

"I envy you, Bikaye." Miss Teacup opened her lips slightly, touching Mlumi's mouth, and warm black tea flowed down the tip of Miss Teacup's tongue.

Miss Teacup's lips are dyed with the color of Mlium's lipstick, which makes her look particularly good. Miss Teacup wiped the moist corners of her mouth: "If I have the opportunity to participate in this kind of tea party, then I will definitely be very happy." ”

Bikaye was stunned. Indeed, objects like Mr. Teapot and Miss Teacup will rise in status over time. If you are lucky enough to live to the age of antiques, you will not only gain respect from your own kind, but even centipedes will treat them as treasures and even fight for them. If Bikaye had a choice, then she would have preferred to be one of them.

"It's okay, I'm with you." Mr. Teapot looked at Miss Teacup affectionately.

"I should be envious of you." Bikaye muttered quietly.

Mr. Teapot and Miss Teacup have not been separated for a moment, and their relationship is unusually harmonious, and they see each other as a part of their lives. On the other hand, although he is facing the other puppets of the Mlumi family, he is fighting openly and secretly. Bickering is commonplace, and even fights have to be taken for granted. Whether it's at home or at a tea party, there's no place where Bicaye can relax. Soon, she will have to show off the performance that has been repeated countless times at the tea party.

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Although she was in her youth, she felt that it was time for her to retire, and she was tired of such an oppressive and boring life.

"Bikaye, it's time for us to go." Mulmi smiled sweetly. This time Mlumi went out not only to attend the tea party, but also to have a more important event, which she had been looking forward to for a long time.