C102 One the Melancholy of the Inventor Girl

This kind of clumsy comforting did not make Edina's mood better. She lowered her head and pushed Meiko's sugar away.

When the elevator descended from the top of St. Parland, the inventor girl had been hugging her internal combustion engine and a few drawings of complex machine structures were hidden in the corner.

Carol was also speechless as she sat beside her sister