That is, the reshaping of dissolved bio-steel wire.
The resulting material was called bio-steel plastic, but because it was bio-steel, it was biodegradable and environmentally friendly.
And ordinary small items wouldn't survive three days on Insect Sister's person.
After twisting open the cap, Insect Sister spat nectar into the empty bottle.
Insect Sister found it very strange; feeding mouth-to-mouth was the most convenient, but her mother didn't want that.
If she spat it out and put it in a bottle, her mother would accept it.
How strange.
After expelling all the contents of her stomach, as her mouth moved away, it pulled out strands of crystal-clear golden silk.
Ordinary nectar cannot be consumed directly; it's poisonous and requires repeated processing and brewing.
But Insect Sister's sorting stomach was no ordinary stomach.
This little can-sized amount took her a lot of effort.
A rich yet fresh floral scent instantly wafted out, and Insect Sister happily screwed the cap back on.
She looked forward to the head-patting reward that would follow.
She was a little impatient, but her mother wasn't home yet, so she would have to wait until evening.
So, what should she do next?
Insect Sister sat idly, staring blankly at the setting sun.
Time passed little by little.
The sun was about to set.
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
Insect Sister scrambled to her feet, excitedly waving her arms as she watched the setting sun.
Her four arms constantly waved.
She bounced and skipped as if performing a strange dance.
As if by doing so, the sun would set a little faster.
Insect Sister continued to dance persistently.
Her 'oh oh' sounds were incessant.
Just as the last glow of the sunset was about to fade, the plates on the back of her head opened, followed by the extension of her Chakra wings.
Air intermittently sprayed from the spiracles of the plates.
The sun completely set.
The last rays of the setting sun painted the sky a fiery red.
Insect Sister flew up at high speed, heading straight for her destination.
Below her, the red-tinged sea of trees undulated like waves.
As night fell, Miki returned home with Hitomi on her back.
She glanced at the open window on the second floor.
Insect Sister was back.
After entering the house, she turned on the light. Bright light filled the room, and Insect Sister was squatting in the hallway, watching Miki.
The hair-like antennae on her head wiggled like seaweed.
Miki put down Hitomi's shoes that she was carrying, took off her own shoes, and stepped forward.
Insect Sister trotted alongside her.
Miki glanced at this fellow.
Perhaps because she was growing up, or for some other reason, she had recently started to feel lonely, and so sometimes she was particularly clingy.
Although sometimes she would also disappear for several days at a time.
Miki unceremoniously dropped Hitomi onto the sofa.
Hitomi cried out in surprise, waking up.
Ignoring Hitomi, Miki beckoned to Insect Sister.
Insect Sister trotted to Miki's front, and as she squatted down, she presented her treasure: the nectar.
Miki patted her head.
The plates on the back of Insect Sister's head opened, and as air sprayed out, she let out a series of comfortable purring sounds.
Still like a little child.
She had only grown in size over the years, not much in intelligence.
Mainly because there really was something wrong with her brain.
But her brain was too complex, so Miki didn't dare to easily intervene.
Although, the worst-case scenario was just becoming a little dumber.
Miki took the nectar, found a small spoon, and after sitting on the sofa, scooped a little to eat, then fed the rest to Insect Sister.
If Miki didn't eat it first, Insect Sister wouldn't eat it.
I want some too!" Hitomi said enviously.
Hearing this, Insect Sister turned and glared at Hitomi.
None for you!
This information was conveyed in her eyes.
Hitomi grinned at Insect Sister and opened her mouth to Miki.
Miki grabbed a nearby cushion and threw it with great force at Hitomi's face.
Hitomi pretended to be in great pain, letting out an exaggerated scream.
Insect Sister laughed happily.
Miki rubbed Insect Sister's head.
Under her mask, a gentle, slight smile curved her lips.
So kind.
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