()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><BIN>22</BIN><BGM>GF_Swim_Marnie</BGM>:Few days later, Griffin repair shop.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||<震屏3><SE1>AVG_Thunder_Dry</SE1>:How... how's this possible?! My paycheck... the mission payment... it's all gone?!
()||:With the bill of her repair costs in hand, Stechkin is dumbstruck.
NPC-Kalin(0)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Please understand, Miss Stechkin! +After all, repairs as complex as fixing a crashed neural cloud costs a great fortune... If you do the numbers, that's where more than half of your mission payment went.
NPC-Kalin(0)<同时置暗><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:It's a work-related injury!!! +How can you bill me for work-related accidents?!
NPC-Kalin(3)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Well, Miss DP-12 and Miss VSK-94 were doing just fine on the same mission. +Moreover, the report shows that no combat scenario occurred during the mission... +So, "work-related injury" isn't really a valid excuse, and that's why you, Miss Stechkin, need to pay out of your own pocket.
()<Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake><黑点1>:<size=50>YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!!</size>
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>？？？</Speaker>||<黑点2><BIN>97</BIN>:...
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker></Speaker>||:As Stechkin and Kalina argued, a graceful figure swiftly passes by the door.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><同时置暗><Speaker></Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_Walk</SE1>:While only fragments of their conversation made it to her ears, DP-12 smiles for but a brief instant and disappears down the hallway. 
()||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:Yet in a shadowy corner out of her view...+...A pair of sharp eyes lurks in silence, surveilling every bit of her movements.
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||<黑点1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:...
()||<黑点2><BIN>313</BIN><BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:In a wealthy neighborhood, a certain private bar.
()||<SE1>AVG_Chimes</SE1><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Open</SE1>:The bells by the door ring crisply.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:...+Miss DP-12, being the one asking others out only to be late yourself... That's quite impolite. 
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Hehe.. Kept you waiting, huh? I'm terribly sorry.
()||<SE1>AVG_va_addingredient</SE1>:DP-12 earnestly approaches him, filling up Troy's glass with her delicate fingers. She then takes her own seat gracefully. +The new body has seemingly completely changed DP-12's character and, incidentally, removed the remaining vestiges of her old aura.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:However, I believe it is time to call an end to our little "show". Wouldn't you say so, young master Troy?
NPC-Troy(1)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:Huh, you were the one who came up with the idea, Helen. +That "prank" you pulled on your friends... you're as unpredictable as ever.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:That's hardly a prank. It's merely a little joke. +Thank you for covering me this time around.
()||:Troy sneers, seemingly accustomed to her sense of wicked humor.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:If it weren't for your friend who came to me on their own, did you really plan to hide in a place like Griffin forever? +Please don't tell me that... our reunion after this many years was merely a reactionary response to things outside of your control.
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Drink_Tea</SE1>:DP-12 smiles as she gently holds the glass, seemingly attempting to sense the rigidity of the material with her new body.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:As much as it's tempting to say "no"...+They did put me on the spot this time. +Thanks for playing along, young master Troy. +It was nice to see you again.
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Cheers</SE1>:Clang. Their wine glass touches, and with it, the grime of memory is brushed off with a swift wipe. +The cold liquor pours down their throat, and into the warmth within.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:...I'm grateful that you're willing to see me again. +About everything in the past... +I'm sorry.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...+Was that a heartfelt apology, or just a superficial gesture of goodwill?
()||:DP-12 looks down at the table, avoiding Troy's conflicted gaze. Her fingertip trails nonchalantly over the patterns of the wooden desk top.
()||<黑屏1>:The past meanders like trails left in the mud by the wheels of time, winding but never fading...
()||<黑屏2><Night><BIN>534</BIN><narrator><BGM>GF_21winter_avg_mahaline</BGM>:Ten years ago, Lucas family garden.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_wind_grass</SE1>:...+As the sky darkens, bushes in the garden rustle in the cold, whistling wind.
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()||<边框>2</边框>:Troy, wearing but the lightest of garments, stubbornly peers outward from the fences, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...+Let's go back into the house, young master Troy.
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hey you, what... what time is it now? +They promised... they would be with me on my birthday...+Today... for sure...
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's exactly 23:59.
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:One minute left...
()||<边框>2</边框>:In the brief instant it took for him to reflect upon that fact, Troy realized even this last remaining minute was also relentlessly fleeing by the second.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_wind_grass</SE1>:Wooosh— +A gust of wind roars across the field, blowing past Helen's skirt and Troy's hair.
()||<边框>2</边框><白屏2>:Suddenly, a bright headlight can be seen flashing over hilltops. +Troy grasps the iron gates, excited, his eyes glued to the direction the light was emitted from.
NPC-Troy(4)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Where's my candle? Where's my birthday cake?!
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Horn_Car</SE1>:As the sound of the engine inches closer, Troy tugs on Helen's clothes nervously.
NPC-DP12-Helen(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Everything's ready. +As soon as Sir and Madame Lucas arrive, you can make your wishes.
()||<边框>2</边框>:The sound of a burning candle crackles faintly in the middle of a gloomy night. +Troy doggedly holds onto the cake, shielding the candle with his palm. +A warm light is cast on the hand of the young boy by the burning flame.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Moto_Run</SE1>:Wrooom— +The vehicle rumbles without sign of slowing down, seemingly utilizing its last bit of power to  race towards Troy.
()||<边框>2</边框>:Five...+Four...
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_engine_speedup</SE1>:Wooosh— +A spotless white automobile skims past the iron gates of the garden like a gust of wind.
()||<边框>2</边框>:The flame dies out. +A wisp of smoke rises from the burned candle, vanishing into the endless depth of the night...
()||<SE1>AVG_Bell</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The bell of a distant church echoes, announcing the death of yesterday.
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...+The day... it's over.
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><黑屏1>:Troy lets go of the gate calmly. +Helen watches in silence as he treks back towards the house.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<BIN>313</BIN><黑屏2><关闭蒙版>:...+I once thought you were the one who ruined my life. +I was naive, believing that if I could get rid of you, then my life would return to normal...
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||<黑屏1>:...
()||<黑屏2><边框>2</边框><BIN>240</BIN><回忆>:...+Lowly sobs linger on in the dimly lit room.
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...Is there anything I can do for you?
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:GO AWAY!
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:... +Did any of my actions anger you?
()||<边框>2</边框>:Troy sneers and raises his head, casting Helen the most hateful, insidious glance of his life. +Sharp as blades, it pierces straight into Helen's heart.
NPC-DP12-Helen(1)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>Rope</SE1>:I told you, you ruined my life. +Because of you—a mere android, they abandoned me...
NPC-DP12-Helen(1)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()||<边框>2</边框>:His eyes are an ocean of loss and grievance. +A rising storm consumes everything, eroding away what is left of his innocence.
NPC-Troy(2)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hey, how about you do one more thing for me? Consider it a chance to make up for your wrongdoings.
()||<边框>2</边框>:Troy raises the corners of his mouth into a wry, sinister, and spiteful grin.
NPC-Troy(4)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><黑屏1>:Helen, I ask you to abduct me. +I order you to do so. +Kidnap me.
()||<黑屏2><BIN>313</BIN><关闭蒙版>:...
NPC-Troy(1)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:I'm glad that you didn't get "killed".
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:It's such a childish prank. I've forgotten about it long ago.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><同时置暗><Speaker></Speaker>||:DP-12 narrows her eyes, smiling at Troy.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Was life sunshine and rainbows... once you got back to your parents?
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:For a while after the abduction, it was as if I was in heaven. They took great care of me... +But in the end, it didn't last long. +They sent me back to the androids once again—Only this time, they were all a bunch of idiots with the option of "harming humans" locked up.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:And that is why... you miss the eccentric "Helen"?
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:If my answer is "yes".. +Would you leave Griffin and come back to me?
()||<BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Drink_Tea</SE1>:Under Troy's gleaming gaze, DP-12 suddenly loses her composure, gently covering her smile with her hand.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||<BGM>2022_white_valentine_BGM2</BGM>:Sorry, was that meant to be a joke? You definitely got me with that one.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:...
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:I remember you saying the other day, "Helen is a highly dangerous and self-interested Doll that could not possibly allow anyone to reign over her own will...". However, Troy... +An untamable soul doesn't mean it's beyond saving; it just has to meet someone worthy of its allegiance. +Maybe by returning to you, I could work in a luxurious environment only dreamt of by countless other Dolls... +But, in the end, you and the Commander are nothing alike.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:...+ That's quite mean of you.
()||:Troy fiddles with the wine glass, his eyes lifeless. +His palms repeatedly clench into a fist and then relax.
()||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:After a while, he suddenly tilts his head back and guzzles all the remaining liquor.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:There was another Doll that almost got hired by the Lucas family, Dushevnaya, I believe. I remember you two being very close... +How is she doing?
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Over the years, I have had to cut ties with many friends to stay out of sight, being a dangerous fugitive and all. +Including, of course, the one you just mentioned. +Mr. Lucas should be well aware of that, right?
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:...
()||<SE1>AVG_File_Put</SE1>:Troy sighs as he stands up, pulling a business card out of his pocket and placing it firmly on the table.
NPC-Troy(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||:From now on, there won't be a bounty on Helen's head. +If, by any chance, you decide to change your mind, you're welcome to drop by anytime.
()||:...
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Close</SE1><SE1>AVG_Chimes</SE1>:The aging door slams shut. The bells ring once again.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...+So... Miss Police lurking over there...+Are you still planning to report me?
()||<SE1>AVG_footsteps_woodfloor</SE1>:VSK-94 slowly emerges from the shadows and steps into the light. +DP-12's grey eyes form an affable and calming smile.
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:...No need for that. +The investigation is over.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Oh? So what's your verdict?
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:DP-12, Tactical Doll of Griffin... +You are not Troy Lucas' "Helen". +Not since a long time ago.
()||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:DP-12 stands up and gently wraps her arm around VSK-94's shoulders.
DP12MOD(0)<Position>0,60</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Indeed, I am DP-12...+Let's go. +Time to go home.
()||:...
()||<黑点1>: