Buried

Dake approached Amora, especially after seeing her stunned with blank eyes, holding an old photo that had been buried by the ruins of the building.

He peeked at the photo and found two baby girls who looked the same very much, only their hair colors were different.

"Hey, who's that?" he scolded casually, thinking it was nothing. “The two babies have the same face. But it looks like an edited image, right? Hey, is that a painting?”

"This is an old photo," Amora explained. "And this is indeed an edited photo. Look at the background. These babies are sitting in different locations. These two photos might just be cropped, put back together, and then photographed again. I'm not sure how to do it because I don't understand the development of photo editing in the past."

"Yeah, that's very interesting." Dake rubbed his throat. "That's a pretty great discovery. Are you going to save it to research developments in photo editing technology?”

"No, that's not what I want."

"So what? You look very