Beneath the gloomy castle, something mysterious made a "squeak" sound.

It is not a rat in the wall that rolls and feeds, nor an immortal alchemist, nor a filthy and filthy thing that hides in the dark night.

The sound of mechanical chains muffled the disgusting, mechanical, dull noise between the solid wooden parts, the roar of steam equipment broke the silence of the night, and the pleasant sound of boiling water accompanied by the equally beautiful sound of crisp steel abruptly abrupt in the endless filthy world.

The inhuman thing that scrutinized the drawings and carefully checked the data and materials twisted their stiff arms, and kept shuttling back and forth between the inkwell and the paper with the quill in their hands.

His wooden palms had already been soaked with ink like starless night, and it looked like he was wearing two pairs of black gloves, but it looked like it was stained with blood that had long since dried up and turned black.

The eye sockets are only glass, but they show a kind of sane brilliance, as if the puppet in front of them is a real life.

"Click, click......"

The "click" of the clock is clear in the quiet design room.

Outside there is thunder, but in the soundproofed room, there is only the rubbing of paper, the shaking of the pendulum, and the rustling of quills as they write on paper.

Looking at the wonderful drawings, Pinocchio couldn't help but mutter: "Very good......"

"But it's not perfect."

With that, he picked up the "reward" given to him by the leader of the group, Azathoth, on the table, a note with strange handwriting.

No one could understand the indescribable passage above, but Pinocchio got the pronunciation from Azathos:

"Yog-Sotos"

There is also an oath written in the words of an ancient civilization on the back-

"I pay with my body and soul, and may the primordial existence of all knowledge grant to us the humble ones the insignificant wisdom and knowledge that you have neglected. The Lord I worship! A silver key beyond the space-time continuum! Heir of the Nameless Mist! All things are one, all things are in life! Yog-Sototh! ”

Logically speaking, dolls do not have a physical body, nor do they have a so-called "soul", they are just a bunch of self-conscious beings created by artificial objects.

So Azathos actually gave Pinocchio a right to make great gains at a small price!

Yog Sothos' knowledge and wisdom are incomprehensible to ordinary people, but for Pinocchio as a puppet, his knowledge is the most useful and perfect miracle!

With the wisdom and knowledge that Yog Sothos was able to comprehend in part, Pinocchio was better able to accomplish his task.

"Bang bang!"

"Come in." Pinocchio continued to supplement the blueprints without looking back.

"Crunch ~~~"

"Sorry to interrupt."

The door to the design room was pushed open, and it was Naruto Uzumaki, who was holding an envelope made of ancient paper, and he didn't know whose it was.

Naruto Uzumaki handed the letter to Pinocchio and said, "I just happened to see this when I passed by the door, and it seems that your name is still written on it, so I brought it."

Pinocchio glanced back at Naruto Uzumaki strangely, and seeing that he didn't look like he was lying, he took the envelope and muttered, "I have no relatives other than my deceased father, and even my father's friends or distant relatives don't know my existence and name, how can I ......"

When he saw the handwriting on the envelope, he suddenly froze, his expression became dull and speechless, and a hint of shock and wonder seemed to flash on his flexible wooden countenance.

Three seconds later, he came to his senses and quickly tore open the ancient envelope, pulling out the yellowed and withered letters at the corners.

Naruto stepped forward curiously, "What exactly is written on this letter?"

Pinocchio trembled, his wooden body made an unpleasant creaking sound, and the life energy device on his chest began to flicker, indicating that his spirit was extremely excited.

"This—this is—"

Pinocchio's voice trembled a little, but suddenly he sneered calmly and indifferently.

“…… Prank it. ”

"Maybe someone else played a good-natured prank on me."

"Really, I do need a little bit of excitement to be inspired."

"This letter ......," Pinocchio's hand shaking slightly as he squeezed the envelope, "can you please help me take it outside and burn it?" Naruto-kun? ”

Naruto took the envelope and muttered, "Anyway, none of us are so boring, right?" The words of the group leader...... Uh, probably not, right? ”

"Well, who knows?"

As he spoke, Naruto was about to leave, and Pinocchio turned his head to continue drawing drawings.

But when Naruto walked to the door, a silver-haired rabbit-masked boy happened to push the door in, and he leaned against the door frame without looking at it, just blocking Naruto's way.

"I advise you not to throw it."

There was an unclear meaning in the words of the Five Rabbits, not to Naruto, but to Pinocchio, who was pretending to be calm over there.

"Don't forget who I am—"

Pinocchio immediately rushed forward and snatched the letter from Naruto's hand, carefully took out the yellowed letter inside the envelope, and looked at it seriously.

The familiar fonts, under the illumination of the light, reflected on Pinocchio's glass-made eyes, and also into the eyes of others-

"To my beloved son—

Pinocchio

By the time you read this letter, I may have left this world, but don't worry, I'll start another life in another world.

Maybe I will forget you, but my love for you is condensed in every piece of your body and every strand of spirit, I give almost all my love to you, you are not only a puppet, but also my son!

Needless to say, I know that you will avenge me, and as much as I would like to stop it, it is your own will, and I cannot and do not want to interfere with your thoughts now.

You are the most special, or rather you are the only successful work I have.

I don't want to hide anything, and I admit that if you hadn't been born self-conscious, I would have left you in my basement like any other failed work.

Oh yes! You don't know where my basement is, do you?

Don't worry, I'll talk about it later.

I may have thought about abandoning you, but what happened has already happened, and I can't go back in time and reverse my mind, and although your mind is not sound, and the primitive desires of living beings still exist in your energy core, I still love you—this has happened, there is no doubt about it.

My life's quest is to create a perfect puppet, and there is nothing else to pursue, you are a good puppet, but not the most perfect one, but you are the closest to the perfect puppet I have ever made!

I wanted to use you as a blueprint to create a better puppet, but I later found out that you are better than the puppet on the basement drawings - because you are my son and you are love!

Since then, I have not pursued the so-called 'perfect' puppet, because I know that true perfection comes from long-term companionship and familiar and warm love.

Remember! You are love! The space under the river beach is only 'perfect', and you are the real perfection and true love for me! It doesn't matter what you've done before or in the future! You are all your own love!

Okay, that's all!

My time is running out, my consciousness is gradually blurring, I am about to forget you and the rest of the past, I still love you, my love for you is stored in a place where I can look down on the stars......

Go for it! ”

The final inscription was a jumble of characters and graffiti, which seemed to add a bit of comic to the letter, but the reader couldn't laugh at it.

"Has he forgotten me?"

"He forgot everything, including his own existence, you, and his love for you."

The face under the mask of the five rabbits is more cold and stiff than the puppet in front of him, he has long lost his heart, he has long lost the love that even the puppet doll has.

After hearing this, Pinocchio threw the letter in his hand into the life energy core of his chest, turning into pure energy and pure love.

"Whew-"

"Let's go, I'll think about it."

Then Naruto and the Five Rabbits were pushed out by Pinocchio.

In the hallway back to the ground, Naruto suddenly said to himself, "What does Big Brother Wood want to consider?"

"Big Brother Wood?" The five rabbits tilted their heads and wondered, "How did you come up with such a low nickname?" ”

Naruto scratched his face in embarrassment, "Then you can't call Brother Pinocchio, right?" Sounds a little weird. ”

The five rabbits said, "Can't you just call people by their names?"

Naruto replied, "It's always a bit rude to call someone by their name......"

The five rabbits complained: "Cut, humans are really troublesome!"

Naruto said, "Huh?! Isn't Big Brother Five Rabbits human? ”

The five rabbits said: "To be precise, I am a god of death, and even if I live, I am not a human in the orthodox sense, according to your words, I should be regarded as a rabbit spirit, right?"

Naruto unconsciously lowered his head and muttered, "I seem to remember that some people in the group like to eat spicy rabbit heads or something......"

Five Rabbits: "What?"

Naruto reacted and hurriedly waved his hand: "It's nothing! It's nothing! ”

Then Naruto said, "I used to think that the Grim Reaper was a profession, but I didn't think that the Grim Reaper was a race or something."

The five rabbits said, "Different worlds may have different understandings......

As the voices of the Five Rabbits and Naruto faded into the hallway, Pinocchio was also constantly thinking on the workbench.

Eventually, he looked at the map he had just taken out of the drawer, and looked at the inconspicuous lake named "Sainz" marked on the map......