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Not even a trace of fallen cherry blossoms could be found; only a single petal remained, ruffled by the cold wind.
what……
In the end what happened?
Yae Sakura had already exhausted all her strength before she could even ask directly—all her energy was being used to suppress the urge to open her mouth and ask.
Only when the sound subsided slightly, and the gesture of gently stroking his forehead ceased, did the boy raise his head once more, revealing dim eyes beneath his black, tousled hair.
Without any hesitation, the girl immediately stepped forward and opened her arms to give a hug, then happened to bump into Mei, who had done the same thing. Their fingers and arms touched, and at the same time, they subconsciously turned their heads—in their eyes that met, they could even clearly see the worry that could not be dispelled in the purple and cherry blossom colors.
she……
Is it the same as what I thought?
As expected, she's someone who likes the same kind of people as me.
The eye contact was only fleeting. After confirming their similarities about the matter, Mei and Sakura tacitly took over half of the boy's body, embracing his left hand and holding his right hand. Both sides were normal limbs, so there was no need to worry about any imbalance.
We can embrace each other with all our might, each occupying half of the other, embracing without interfering with each other.
Whether she would wrap her legs around the boy's legs or simply keep them quietly together is a matter of personal preference.
Her arms were completely buried in softness, two exquisite white skins that seemed to overflow, swallowing her elbows in an incredibly proud way.
Gumbling—
The boy swallowed hard, his fingers twitching instinctively, as if a memory of his past cramps had been resurfaced.
All he could see were the gentle eyes of the two girls, and the tender comfort he knew he would hear without even having to think about it.
It felt like a gentle caress to the eardrum.
"Get some rest."
"City Lord"
"It's okay, just get it sorted out. If we don't succeed this time, we'll do it next time. It's okay if we don't succeed the first time, it's okay to keep trying. It's okay if we feel we're not suited for it and give up. Nobody is omnipotent. You can push all the work onto us, or onto someone else, as long as it makes you feel better. Sakura and I will always be by your side."
The duet of two girls with different voices, yet both gentle at this moment, is perhaps more intoxicating than the most beautiful song in the world.
"From now on, I will only intervene in moments."
Jiang Cheng, whose hands were forced to experience two similarly soft and sweet sensations, continued—
"I will only intervene and get involved at critical moments, moments that I foresee can make the world a better place and allow us to live better lives."
"Sure," Mei blinked her sideways.
"I will always support you." Sakura then pressed the boy's arm firmly against her chest, as if she wanted to completely engulf him. "If you don't like this, then feel free to shirk responsibility and hand the work over to others. Isn't that why there are so many people in the world?"
To put it in a more romantic way...
Just
"So that everyone can choose their own job and do what they want."
“That’s true…” Jiang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Thinking about such things is truly meaningless.
Just push away what you don't like. After all, wasn't all that hard work before just so that you could relax a little now?
Survival is secondary to living better, transforming mere existence into a meaningful life; this is the essence of life.
Instead of choosing to be a submissive in his original manner, he open his arms open and embraced her slender waist, while also glancing at the Jizo shrine hanging beside him.
Without uttering a single word, Ling's figure automatically appeared in the air, feigning arrogance as she crossed her arms.
"I will only hold your hand."
I……
Did I tell you to join in?
Just thinking that he could also offer some comfort to the girl who had experienced the same disgusting things as him—Jiang Cheng could only stare dumbfounded as Ling, who in his understanding had no emotional lines or much emotional evolution, appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye as if she had teleported, twisting her waist and forcefully inserting herself into the front of the two beautiful girls who were already occupied by mature women, simply because she spoke a little slower.
It's hard to imagine how this relatively petite girl managed to squeeze past those two people who exuded an extremely terrifying sense of oppression just by standing there. Even though Mei and Sakura's sitting postures and the shapes they made on the chairs sometimes frightened him.
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While Mistelin was still working overtime desperately because of that word of encouragement, trying her best to make Destiny run faster and make Jiangcheng look like a ragpicker who was not just an empty shell or someone who was sent to pick up trash on the ruins in a time of crisis, people in the luxurious temporary residences in the outer area of Destiny Airport were also complaining.
Even though the facilities were fully prepared to meet all needs, including command outside of the main battlefield, some people could not bear it any longer.
It wasn't because of work.
But...
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"Auntie, how much longer until we can get out?"
I've been detained in a hotel for two days under the pretext of an inspection, but I have complete freedom—
Kiana, who could only touch the glass and look at the ancient and magnificent architectural complex through it, could no longer bear it, except when she entered the floating island.
A mix of anticipation and anxiety, the potential treatment and the addictive expressions one might encounter after searching for Jiangcheng... especially coupled with the current almost detached experience, each day filled with trepidation as one's heart pounded even higher. Now that we've arrived, it's almost impossible to hear my own heartbeat; I can only feel the illusion of my blood flowing.
I look forward to seeing the important person again.
She also worried that she would be abandoned again, just like before.
If a conclusion cannot be reached quickly, such chaos will only make the brain shrunk and lose its color, and the whole person will become a mess.
“The Fate Floating Island was attacked once before, and it seems that Grandpa interrupted the meeting that had been going on for two or three months without a conclusion for the same reason.” Theresa could only watch her back with worried eyes, her fingers twisting together in front of her lower abdomen. “Really, there’s no need to worry too much. Things like this won’t last long.”
"Yes," Himeko echoed from the side.
As a teacher, all I can do now is watch helplessly.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that from Kiana's very first lesson at St. Freya Academy, her role as a teacher seemed to have little influence over her.
Kiana's arrival there was less a matter of coming there and more a matter of being taken back to the branch.
Even now, Himeko can still recall the girl she saw squatting in the corner that day.
I remember back then, I was prepared to fight the Herrscher, so I put on a brand new armor. But instead of seeing the Herrscher, I saw her on the side of the street. Even though it was drizzling, she was just a girl sitting there alone, not even bothering to take shelter from the rain.
The white-haired girl sat in a secluded alley, her arms wrapped around her legs, her whole body soaked.
Crystal-clear water droplets slid down her pearly white hair, like leaves in the dead of winter being shaken by the wind, scattering a few snowflakes.
Like an abandoned kitten, she wouldn't budge no matter how many times you poked her, just waiting there for her abandoned owner. No matter how much you pulled, she wouldn't budge. Even if she tried to lash out, the kitten would break free and return to its original spot to continue waiting. This loyalty would probably last until the day she died. It was only after Theresa was informed that the girl looked up, revealing her empty eyes, when Theresa ran over claiming to be Kiana's aunt.
Her pupils, as dim as if a light rain had fallen, could not reflect even a sliver of light. Her pouting lips were bright red, as if they had been bruised for a long time, and there were visible teeth marks on her lips, which quickly disappeared as the blood flowed.
At the time, she thought it would require proper care to recover, but has Kiana really improved now?
Even Bronya, who seemed normal, who was following beside her, could she really be considered a normal person?
do not know.
do not know.
Because she didn't know, Himeko could only utter weak and powerless words as she continued—
"Don't worry about these things too much. I think... Jiang Cheng must have been called away temporarily because of something very important. Look, he was pulled away to become a bishop after only a month or two, didn't he? According to your experience, he was still in Changkong City a month ago."
"I know……"
Despite this, the girl did not waver in the slightest.
The fingertips pressing heavily against the glass had left complete patterns, as if they were imprinting fingerprints onto it—along with the beating heart.
She was still somewhat normal before, but after arriving at the headquarters of Destiny, did she completely turn into a waiting-for-husband stone?
Himeko could only offer a sigh as a way of offering comfort.
"Don't worry, Bronya will keep an eye on him."
In the end, a girl with long silver hair stepped out from the corner and took over the position.
“Himeko-sensei, you should go and rest first,” Bronya said, lifting her head and gently massaging her side. “Kiana, as a member of the Kaslana family, has incredibly strong vitality and physical abilities. Even if she doesn’t sleep for a long time, she won’t suffer any aftereffects. But Himeko-sensei…”
"Take care of your health, and don't ruin yourself," Himeko promptly offered her advice.
He did not relax his vigilance towards the other student even before leaving.
At this moment, I feel more like a teacher than ever before.
In the original storyline, he was considered unreliable, eccentric, and a heavy drinker. Now, however, he hasn't touched alcohol for a long time.
If a teenager were to witness this scene, he would likely be struck by the realization that this is indeed a possibility.
The butterfly effect always exceeds anyone's imagination; flapping its wings creates a whirlwind.
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Chapter 126 Siegfried: Cecilia...is alive?
The only good news is that Bronya will at least try her best to maintain Kiana's condition. After losing Raiden Mei and Jiang Cheng, who replaced Raiden Mei's entire ecological niche, at least she still has a half-good friend to bicker with anytime, anywhere.
Bronya started elbowing the girl as soon as she arrived, gently touching her waist.
"Idiot, I have a way to find Jiangcheng."
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The girl who was paying attention all the time wasn't even the first to react—her heartstrings were so high that receiving messages became extremely slow.
Just like how the signal becomes slower when you are too far away from a network base station.
Not to mention downloads, which involve receiving extremely large data packets.
Siegfried, who was silently eavesdropping in the next room using his extraordinary physical abilities, was the first person to frown.
He patiently continued listening, poking a hole in the multi-layered wall with his finger and pressing his ear against it—
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“I told you I have a way to find Jiang Cheng. Don’t keep shutting yourself off like this. Jiang Cheng didn’t intend to abandon you, and he would never abandon you. In fact, if you had chased after him back then, you would have been taken away with Mei.”
"Having lived here for so long, you can see it, right? You can see what Jiang Cheng's true nature is. Even if he tries to hide it in everyday life, with such clumsy acting skills, even you couldn't fool him."
Bronya, who was doing everything she could to comfort her, was completely truthful on this matter, even if it was just a guess.
Jiang Cheng, who is essentially an ordinary person, would never refuse someone again and again.
Even calling him "master" makes him feel lost.
"Jiang Cheng... didn't he abandon me?"
Kiana repeated those words.
—That's right, that's right! The petite girl watching was nodding her head like she was pounding garlic.
"Yeah, I know. How could someone like him abandon someone? He's the kind of guy who's too embarrassed to even say no in everyday life..."
His voice was leisurely, as if he had figured things out, and his speech became more and more fluent and smooth, and he spoke faster and faster.
There are many past experiences, past events, and reasons why the boy will not abandon himself.
Bronya's eyes seemed to be shining. Those silver-gray eyes, as cold and lifeless as Siberia's, seemed to reflect the long-lost brilliance of sunlight. Even the vast white expanse shimmered with points of light.
All the excitement, all the joy, all the happiness of thinking you were about to succeed, all vanished until the next sentence arrived—
Until the lovely white-haired girl lowered her head once again.
"It's my fault for not catching up with him..."
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Ah? ? ?