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“But this is something Mei can do, right?” Ling stared into those eyes, even though the other side couldn’t see her—it was precisely because the boy wouldn’t know what she was looking at that moment that she could look so intently, as if she wanted to give him all the color in her eyes.
How despicable...
Jiang Cheng is still with Mei and Sakura.
He realized that he had secretly projected Jiang Cheng's appearance into the space of Jizo Mitama.
They even went so far as to remove the figures of the two girls who were actually lovers, making him appear as if he were standing alone, gazing at himself, while he was actually embracing his lover in real life.
Just seeing what she had done made her feel terrible, and even so, the girl only bit her soft lower lip harder.
He was using this self-destructive behavior to dissolve everything, but in his actions, he had no intention of extinguishing Jiang Cheng's projection.
The girl named Ling even got up, sitting up from her dejected posture, and looked up at him from low to high.
Can't help it...
I couldn't resist reaching out.
She longed to be pulled up from the mud by a hand, just like Sakura had once knelt on the ground, and to be watched over and saved by a god-like boy who shone brightly in the light.
As if expecting a response, the boy, who was simply being patted on the chest by the one-sided objection—
"But you did it."
"Isn't it?"
……
……
……
what……
what……
what……
What kind of mentality led you to say such things to me? What kind of realization made you to say these things to me?
Even for Mei, these were words she had to utter after countless thoughts and self-examinations, words she used as a bargaining chip during her confession—and now they were being uttered by him, who was pressing his hand to his chest, like a knight swearing an oath, his eyes fixed ahead. Even though he couldn't meet the gaze of the real girl, the drooping pink of his eyes showed no sign of dimming.
Looking up at them is the same, even when they stand up, no matter the angle, the brilliance in their eyes seems to reflect the light of the sky.
"I take back what I said..."
"what?"
“I take back my laughter and denial when you said you had high emotional intelligence... Now it seems that this smile suits me better.”
It shouldn't be used to mock you, and you absolutely have no right to use it to mock you. The one who should truly be mocked is me, who was clearly never given a kind look from beginning to end, who clearly watched two people surround me, yet still… still… still…
The last sentence, no matter what, could not be uttered, not even in the heart—
In the end, Ling could only close her beautiful eyes, open her arms once again, and lie down in a seemingly unrestrained and carefree manner.
that……
Speaking of...
Why does this ordinary city of Jiangcheng attract so many people?
Whether it's Raiden Mei, a top student, a Herrscher of Thunder, or Sakura, who was sealed away 500 years ago but still fights against herself with unwavering will, theoretically there should be no flaws in her willpower...
Why is everyone gathering around him?
Why does everyone want to be around him?
Is it simply because of precognition?
Is it because we know a lot that we can make use of it today?
Absolutely not—these questions were immediately rejected, not even for a moment, just by asking them in my mind.
The person named Jiang Cheng is definitely not someone who has gotten to where he is today simply because he knows more than others or because he has precognitive abilities.
However, a prophet could never make Mei, who has the ability to read lies, be rejected again and again, only to confess her feelings once more.
The love and gratitude offered by mere rescue will be exhausted at most the second time, and by the last time. Even things like—"Your love for me is nothing but a suspension bridge reaction," and "You don't understand me at all; you don't even know how old I am or where I live"—were said with utter cruelty.
If the previous statements were merely denials, then what was said then was a thorough test of love, forcibly putting something that shouldn't be weighed on the scale.
They don't even intend to multiply or divide the real weight from beginning to end; instead, they simply deny this love and this feeling from one side, only belittling it.
Even so, Jiangcheng was still caught up.
Even so, Mei would cut the plane apart to keep him here.
Even if there are other reasons, one can still clearly feel the serious change in attitude from the bottom of their hearts, from a simple transaction at the beginning to genuinely having expectations and wanting to help Bronya, as well as Kiana whose story came to an abrupt end and Sakura who came later.
Including the one who is hard to understand, plus the fact that I was basically not online at the time, so it can be said that I could not understand at all, Mistelin, in this incomprehensible and mysterious manner, also gave her body and her eyes as a gift to Jiangcheng, even though it hurt a lot.
Thinking about it carefully, even if it's still hard to understand, the girl's behavior isn't entirely unacceptable.
Because whenever she thought about it, Jiang Cheng had said to her before—"But to me, you haven't done anything bad."
Even the single dandelion that drifted into the desert has now blossomed into countless flowers upon its rebirth.
There are also those who are persistent and persistent towards the individual, a wide variety of approaches, but they all have one thing in common: they all offer the greatest possible comfort from Mistelin's perspective, without any arrogance or haughtiness. Instead, they genuinely use their precognitive abilities to so extravagantly immerse themselves in a person's thoughts and circumstances, offering a truly empathetic comfort after stripping away their own ego.
Once these words are spoken, no matter how indifferent a person is, as long as their heart still beats, it wouldn't be surprising if they gave any kind of gift afterward.
Squat down, look directly at each other from the same angle, and then extend your hand.
That's all that's needed.
All you need to do is be willing to give another person the utmost respect at all times and not be arrogant.
Willing to lower her head, willing to bend down, willing to look at the girl who looked down on the towering figure with pity, abandoning the special status of being high in the sky.
"Actually... even if you're just lying to me, that's fine too. After all, Aponia is from 50,000 years ago... how could someone who isn't a Herrscher like me, but someone with a real spirit of sacrifice, just linger on like this? Only a monster like me would survive, right?"
If you're really lying to me, then please keep lying.
Like that PhD student who lied to me before.
Please don't let me find out I've been fooled this time. Don't give me the chance to realize I'm still as stupid as before.
Ignoring the words Jiang Cheng was saying beside his ear, asking what he had just said that he hadn't heard clearly.
The girl gently reached out, as if trying to grasp the most delicate cherry blossom petal that was falling from the sky at that moment.
This time——
She caught it.
That soft touch landed perfectly in my palm, gently gliding across my soft hand and bringing a silent, ticklish sensation.
Finally, she carefully held and wrapped the cherry blossom in her hands, not looking at it, and simply placed her hands holding the cherry blossom on her chest.
You just need to spend it.
Why must we see flowers?
At once……
How about this.
……
……
……
The story of this day came to an end. The boy, whose thoughts were in complete disarray, ultimately did not take Mistelin's gift. Instead, he enjoyed and experienced it in a way that was no different from before, feeling the sensation of having flesh and blood again and having a right hand.
Although the initial experience was not standardized, neither training nor a proper way of life, it was used for things that required exercising finger dexterity.
I didn't use it for anything useful the first time I got it.
It seems that these hands of flesh and blood are only meant to grasp at a little softness, only meant to be impartial to no one.
Facing those two pairs of eyes, the boy had to admit that in the future, his hands would probably not be the most important thing for him, compared to anything else, whether it was fighting, studying, or working. The most important thing he would do every day would probably be to exercise the dexterity of his fingers.
After all, what Sakura said before wasn't entirely presumptuous. Given that all her abilities could be replaced by better ones, it seemed that quietly enjoying her current situation and focusing wholeheartedly on her one and only advantage was the most important thing.
She is not as strong as Mei, nor as skilled as Sakura. In terms of actual combat ability, she cannot defeat either of the two girls.
As for intelligence beyond precognition... well, that's something even less of a possibility for Qunliu Jiuba Linlin Wu Lian.
If the boy truly had even the slightest recognition of his own abilities, or even the slightest belief that he could hone his skills, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to sneak up on Otto when he was at his weakest, attempting to kill him. And what's rather pathetic is that, although he tried his best to handle it himself and prevent Mei from using any more drugs and experiencing the same pain, if he had truly fallen into a disadvantageous position…
He estimated...
perhaps……
still is……
That's basically how it is.
Now that he's been reminded of this, Jiang Cheng needs to think carefully about what he should do next.
The bishop's position, which was parachuted in, was not cherished. After all, power also represents responsibility. Even if he said he could be irresponsible and indifferent, when he actually worked as a bishop, Jiang Cheng felt that he would inevitably hope to live up to the expectations of the people who had placed their hopes on him. Even if a half-baked ordinary person became a villain, he could not be like Otto.
Moreover, even if this thing doesn't seem to interfere much with the plan, once you know how to cross the end, you just need to follow the rules and avoid causing trouble as much as possible.
More rights and a higher status also mean more justifiable intervention in others' affairs, which can make the game of chess more stable and better safeguard the future.
The only problem with the 5 (one) scar is...
I……
Jiangcheng.
They have absolutely no sense of responsibility.
Even if an ordinary person were suddenly made class monitor to manage forty-odd people, it would feel abrupt, let alone becoming the Bishop of Destiny.
People are always used to giving up their positions to taller people, letting those taller, more capable people take over – that's the normal logic of life.
Because they have almost nothing to do with power in their daily lives, they simply cannot develop a relative understanding of power and responsibility.
Even if you know how to manage the world.
— Relying on Jizo's Soul and Gray Serpent.
You might feel a bit flustered and overwhelmed.
The main problem is that the associated responsibilities and the power one has to bear are too heavy. It's like an ordinary person who suddenly wins the lottery; after the initial excitement, the first thing they do is not know what to do next.
At least for Jiangcheng, where most of the time it was just ordinary people being hit by a brick thrown from the roadside, the final result would only be—
"I'll leave it to you; I'm going to shirk responsibility."
"From now on, I'll just be a hands-off manager."
The shameless boy thus entrusted his responsibilities to the two girls in his arms.
He sipped his first cup of goji berry tea of the day as if nothing had happened, while scrutinizing Mei from head to toe...
Looking up and down... feeling a little uneasy under that undisguised gaze, Raiden Mei finally couldn't help but ask:
"Um—what's wrong, Mr. Shiro?"
"Nothing special, it's just that it's quite rare to see Mei like this."
—I find it very novel. There was no malice in Jiang Cheng's words, only pure appreciation of beauty.
At home, she naturally wears loungewear. Gone is her usual gentle yet assertive image, and unlike the cold, ruthless aura of her armor in battle. There's only one word to describe Mei now—
Cute, super cute.
The girl was wearing a pink zip-up hoodie that matched the color of cherry blossoms. The fluffy balls around the brim of the hood reminded people of soft cotton candy, which further accentuated her cuteness. Her carefully styled, naturally flowing purple hair paired with her gentle and beautiful face made it no wonder that Mei was so popular among players.
—If Yae Sakura is the dignified, elegant, gentle, and quiet woman who never changes, then Mei is the adorable wife/thunder queen/beautiful young girl with a variety of styles.
Jiang Cheng, who unconsciously compared the two cohabiting lovers in his mind, sighed like this.
...In fact, as a player, I do know some other things, such as suits and pencil skirts, which are like the outfits of urban beauties, or the succubus posture that has been censored several times. But no matter which one it is, they all have strong special characteristics - that is, they have a certain style range, such as forcibly highlighting charm or highlighting strength.
The only life she sees before her is her everyday attire, something only a couple living together can see. It's precisely because they've become lovers that she can be more relaxed and doesn't need to show any other attitude. Instead, she wholeheartedly lives a peaceful life as Raiden Mei.
Perhaps life is not much worse for the girl now than it was in St. Freya. In fact, after resolving her psychological issues, she is much more comfortable than her half-hearted daily life.
"After all, this is what you emphasized, Mr. Cheng."
Raiden Mei accepted the praise with remarkable composure.