The familiar lawn, the dark space around it, and the familiar two-story house.

"I'm here," Arabel said, looking around and wondering how easily she got here without even noticing how the System was able to do it.

However, she put aside these thoughts and confidently strode towards the house. This was her second visit here, and she already knew what to expect and who lived in this house.

Arabel walked over to the familiar door, turned the handle, and opened it.

"Phew..." she breathed a sigh of relief, not hearing any obscene sounds like it had been before. Unable to contain her smile, she went inside.

The house was silent. There was no one in the kitchen or living room.

For a moment, Arabel even thought that the house was empty and no one lived in it, until she heard hurried footsteps coming down from the second floor.

"Big sister!" a small silver shadow rushed towards Arabel, and Arabel deftly caught it.

"Silver," Arabel smiled, hugging her smallest version with long silver hair.

The others followed her up the stairs.

The White One, the Black One, and the Blue One were all smiling happily, but Arabel noticed a slight worry and worry in their eyes.

As for Pink, she was smiling broadly, as always, her face was red, and her breathing was heavy. It was obvious that she was in an agitated state.

"Let's sit down, we have something to talk about," Arabel said, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Under Arabel's gaze, the five of them settled comfortably on the sofa in the living room.

Arabel looked around at them, and for a moment her gaze lingered on the soft, dark toy fox cub that Silver was hugging tightly.

Arabel was thinking clearly this time.

She carefully examined the five girls sitting in front of her.

As she studied them, a recent event popped into her mind, and her eyes narrowed in realization.

"Admit it, which one of you, watching me, wanted to know about the size of the "stick" of a creature of light named Albert?" — Arabel suddenly asked everyone.

She still couldn't forget the humiliation she felt after using the {Eye of identification} ability when the System told her that this was her secret wish.

Now, looking at the other versions of herself, Arabel realized that it was probably one of the five people sitting in front of her who was thinking about it.

Her gaze landed on Pink, and the other four versions of her also turned to her.

"What makes you think it's me?" the Pink One protested, noticing their stares.

"I'm not interested in the light stick. I'm only interested in our Dan's stick, and no one else. I'd rather cut off other "sticks" than want to see and learn about them," Pink blurted out, expressing her displeasure.

"If anyone is interested in a light-colored "stick," then it should be her," the Pink One added, pointing to the Black One.

Everyone paid attention to the Black One, and when she saw this, she looked away and blushed violently. Seeing this, the others widened their eyes.

"You see, that's her," said the Pink One.

"So it was you?" asked Arabel, surprised that it turned out to be Black. She assumed that only Pink could have such thoughts.

Black lowered her head and did not confirm or deny.

Looking at the Black One, Arabel remembered that at that time she used the element of Darkness and the symbiotic creature of Darkness, which represented the Black One. Perhaps it was the thoughts of her Black Version that were taken into account by the System?

"At least it wasn't me," — Arabel smiled.

"Big Sister, no matter what you say, it was you," Blue said when she heard Arabel's words.

"We are all you, and what each of us thinks is what you think. You just don't want to admit it and deny it," the Blue One continued.

"You're starting to see us not as a part of yourself, but as individuals, and that's dangerous."

The Pink one looked at the Blue One with disbelief, as if she was a traitor, while the White One nodded in agreement with her words.

Arabel's smile froze when she heard Blue's warning.

Arabel, without realizing it, began to perceive them as separate beings, rather than as parts of herself. And it was really dangerous.

Arabel trembled with fear, and her fear spread to all five of her other versions.

Although the other Arabels inside wanted freedom and to take the place of the main Arabel, all of them, even Pink, did not want to lose touch with each other. They were all part of the same whole, but somehow they were separated and could only exist separately here.

"Big sister"—Silver, with tears in her eyes, rushed to hug Arabel, followed by Blue, White, Black, and finally Pink.

Trapped in the embrace of her five versions, Arabel felt surprisingly comfortable and completely safe. She felt a genuine concern for her, mixed with various other emotions.

Arabel herself didn't know how to deal with them or what to do to avoid making the situation worse.

On the one hand, she wished they would disappear, but on the other hand, a part of her did not want it.

"Perhaps it is this contradiction that gives them the right to exist.", — Arabel thought, although she wasn't sure what she was guessing.

Noticing that Arabel had calmed down, the other five returned to their seats.

Arabel's gaze, fixed on them, was full of conflicting emotions.

Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she decided to take her time and act gradually in order to better understand the situation and sort out her other versions.

When she opened her eyes, she finally noticed the plush toy of the dark fox cub that was in Silver's arms.

"Silver, pass me your toy," Arabel asked, holding out her hand.

Hearing this request, Silver, without even noticing it, hugged her little fox tightly.

"Why?" she asked, and some reluctance could be heard in her voice.

"I want to check something out," Arabel replied with a smile.

Silver hesitated for a bit, but when she saw that the others were looking at her and waiting, she got up from her seat and walked over to Arabel, holding out the fox cub.

"Please be gentle with her," Silver said with concern.

Arabel was charmed by the cuteness of her little copy, not believing that she herself had once looked the same.

"What would Dan think if he saw me like this?" she thought as she took the fox cub in her arms.

Silver blushed, catching what her older sister was thinking. The others watched her charming blush with a smile.

Arabel picked up the fox cub and turned it over in her hands. At first glance, there was nothing special about it, but she felt that it wasn't just a toy.

"I know it's you, Darkia, so stop pretending," Arabel said, looking into the fox cub's eyes.