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However, they look exactly the same no matter how you look at them.
Shaking one's head—that's how it's displayed without reservation.
Raiden Mei no longer hides her true self; it's as if she's mimicking the lectures she once received from the boy, and it also reveals the hidden danger within Raven's heart—
"You and I both lack a sense of self."
"But I have a goal, while you don't even have one."
“You’ve probably lost a lot and have nothing left to hold onto, so you feel sad even when someone takes your weapons.”
"But there are some things in this world that don't belong to you. Pursuing them blindly is meaningless, and being sad and crying won't change anything. It's better to find things that make you happy."
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Perhaps it was because the voice was somewhat unreserved, directly pointing out unique errors, and also because it was a reprimand of a senior cadre.
Others' eyes were also drawn over—watching this preachy drama from the sidelines.
How boring, don't they have anything important to do...
Eh?
Has Cheng Jun also come over here?
Raiden Mei immediately cut off her thoughts—replacing all her dissatisfaction with—
They have good taste, just like Jiang Cheng.
He gave Jiang Cheng, who was looking over, a cute wink—but became even more unrestrained after seeing his lover trembling.
Did I really go too far yesterday? Although those were my honest thoughts, they were probably too heavy for an ordinary person.
I couldn't help but recall the somewhat cruel comment Jiangcheng gave me at the end of our chat yesterday—"I finally realized what was strange. You have no self. You love me too deeply. It seems like you were born just to love me. You have no principles of your own and don't care about yourself. This is definitely not something a normal person would do."
Of course I would be happy to have beautiful girls around me, but my romantic feelings as a lover make it impossible for me not to bring it up.
You should cherish yourself.
Ahhh...
That's so straightforward.
It really is still the same Jiangcheng.
Exactly the same, it has never changed.
Just recalling that awkward and hesitant face, which seemed to express contradictions, because she was happy, longed to be cared for like this, had never experienced this before, and wanted to cherish herself more out of love.
The conflict arising from the intertwining of her great love for her lover and her selfishness towards herself—Raiden Mei is almost being strangled.
Yes.
I don't really have much of a self to speak of.
Strictly speaking, he didn't have much of a sense of self before he experienced school bullying.
If judged from your perspective, then this person named Raiden Mei has not had a self since the moment she was born and started crying.
But I just love this kind of pursuit. I—Raiden Mei—love you, love the person right in front of me. Even though you really want to be surrounded by me like this, you still suppress your inner desires, hoping to make me value myself more and love myself more.
It is not good?
I remember saying those words with a smile.
I pursue you, you cherish me, we both give to each other, isn't that the same as each of us loving ourselves and giving to ourselves?
And ah.
I have a very high tolerance for pain.
It can survive even if it's not watered for a long time.
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Jiang Cheng, tired of the gray snake's incessant chatter in his ear, had just turned around when he encountered something even more terrifying—those purple pupils, which seemed to contain fragments of stardust and blinked slightly, and appeared incredibly dreamlike beneath her naturally flowing hair, were exceptionally clear even from dozens of meters away.
Responding to the girl's joy and tenderness was...
Yes……
Jiangcheng had absolutely no idea what to do, whether to turn his head or not, whether to look at the past or not.
This is the first time I've ever felt so embarrassed.
This is truly my first time.
He didn't know how to respond to the girl's gaze, nor did he dare not respond, but it was as if he really dared to make any kind of response—just thinking about yesterday's seemingly peaceful exchange... he even had the illusion that his very bones and brains were being squeezed dry and melted.
It must be admitted that Raiden Mei learned very well.
Those things I used to teach.
Even though the Thunder Queen may seem to have become gentler, she is still the same willful and reckless person at heart.
He recklessly pushed himself against his own will, recklessly rejected his own desire to help him, and resolutely stayed in the mire, determined to become a person without self-awareness or self-love—and it was precisely for this reason that he denied any idea of pulling him out of the mire in an extreme physical way.
Even if she squatted down, even if she completely looked at her and empathized with her, even if Mei herself knew that she had a problem and how to get out of this state.
But it just doesn't.
Absolutely not.
That's the kind of unbridled love we should have.
Beneath the gentle exterior lies a madman, someone who knows perfectly well what's going on but still does it anyway.
No one can wake someone who is pretending to be asleep. If you really try to wake them, Mei might just pull you onto the bed, wrap you in the blanket, and sleep with you.
Mei's lack of autonomy is precisely a manifestation of her willful and disobedient nature—although these seem to be completely incompatible antonyms.
Why is this so outrageous?
This is too strange.
—My first love.
Now I can only be thankful that this so-called lack of self has been limited to contact with only a part of myself.
If there were truly something going on, or if she were truly obedient and well-behaved, she wouldn't have been forced into this situation, and she wouldn't be in this state now. She is still Ya Zong, just wearing the same old demeanor as before. In reality, she is already unrestrained and extremely unruly.
If life continues normally like this, without encountering other problems, then one could probably enjoy the kind of treatment that turns them into a paramecium/a useless person, just like Kiana did during her time in St. Freya, or perhaps even more extreme, more comprehensive, and more gentle. But if the bottom line is crossed... bw伊児龄山鸸零起IV（八）…
Jiang Cheng, who had used the most forceful means to erase the Elegy of the Sinner from his mind, still chose to turn his head away, avoid eye contact, and listen attentively to Gray Snake's story.
Actually, there's nothing really messy or complicated. If it were truly important, he wouldn't be so distracted. What he's talking about now is just some related preparations.
For example, why is the defense of the Fate Floating Island relatively lax at this time? Why was this period chosen for the assassination, and what were the procedures involved?
Why are those procedures required?
In short, it's all about whys.
Even with the most critical eye, it would be difficult to find many mistakes or loopholes. Therefore, Gray Serpent was indeed extremely careful to avoid making him and Mei angry or dissatisfied, and did his best to protect their feelings and prevent anything from causing misunderstandings or a decline in their affection.
Although the combat power was really low during this period—any Herrscher could wipe out most of humanity.
And Alicia...
Paradise...
Recalling the murders he had committed without any remorse or desire to avoid them, Jiang Cheng unhesitatingly set aside the matter of Paradise, took the exquisite briefcase from Gray Serpent's hand, and waved to Mei, who had actually been watching him the whole time.
"Let's go, this is the final battle."
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After the high-speed plane broke through the air on the runway, the sound barrier, like a deafening explosion, along with the shockwave, stirred up a storm. The girl high above gently touched her beautiful long hair, and her dreamlike silver-white eyes reflected the clear white streak that had been drawn through the clouds.
Beneath her equally silvery-white hair was a slender, long swan neck. The neckline was perfectly positioned at the junction of her skin and her outer garment. The close-fitting clothes were neither the dresses that young girls usually wore, nor the elegant gowns that matched her gentle, smiling face. Instead, they were rather close-fitting undergarments.
Regardless of the original style, fabric, or whether it was tight or loose, it was stretched out like a bodysuit under the slender and graceful body.
Equal in height to her slender, white fingers, the girl's soft, delicate waist was probably the only escape—although this escape was quite brief, limited to just that small section.
As the silk fabric of her breasts swelled high, her lower breasts still reluctantly protruded, but the white-haired beauty's slender waist suddenly tightened, until it became so delicate and alluring that it could be encircled by a single hand, thanks to the bright purple belt.
Beneath her slender, vine-like waist, the delicate girl's hip line suddenly widens, outlining a round, plump, and naturally endowed shape. With a figure similar to that of a certain mature woman, even though the girls here might limit their interactions with the opposite sex to their long-term work—the repeated restarts of the Stigmata Project.
—The feathered rabbit and the three phosphorus incidents started with nine separate incidents.
They also possess the Holy Mark, but are not its holders.
He is also the strongest person that can be found in the world right now.
As the only cadre who had been in Jiangcheng for only a few days and hadn't had a chance to meet, she chose to stand in the closest place and witness everything in Jiangcheng.
Strictly speaking, I've been observing this strange combination of a Herrscher and a Stigmata holder from the very beginning, including their dates, their playful bickering yesterday, and now—
"At first glance, you might think the man is in control. Jiang Cheng is a man of his word, and Mei is always nodding gently in response, seemingly without any sense of self. But if you look closely, you'll find that the woman, though seemingly gentle, is actually in complete control every time, using gentle waves to gradually erode the mountain, shaping the stone into the form she desires."
"But if you take a closer look at Jiang Cheng and Raiden Mei's daily interactions, you'll find that neither of them actually has the upper hand. It's just that other observers get the impression that one of them does."
"Gentle yet decisive Raiden Mei would never do anything that Jiang Cheng would truly strongly object to, and Jiang Cheng would not be able to be overly harsh with Raiden Mei. Even if it is a very important matter, he would try to negotiate it little by little through communication."
Ahhh...
It's wonderful.
Just looking at it makes me feel that there is still hope in this world, that this world is still beautiful, and that tomorrow's sunset will be very gentle, with wisps of light like shimmering gold.
I can't believe that these two gentle people, who seem to be living out a youthful love story, would do such a thing.
A man murdered hundreds or even thousands of students and young girls, seemingly using methods that could only be described as torture.
A herald who has personally killed millions, a walking calamity, and a herald who has caused destruction.
The complexity of human beings is indeed beyond imagination.
Although this was her first time since birth.
The first time I wanted to watch someone was also the first time I realized that someone was worth watching (voyeurism).
Yuto simply couldn't bring herself to compare the boy, who was still awkwardly unsure whether to look her in the eye and could only lower his head, the girl, who was gazing tenderly at her lover with her hands cupped in her hands like a young girl in love, and the madman described in the information Cocolia had given her.
At least as a unique type who knows a lot but has very little experience, she has also encountered some things that can perhaps be described as things that cannot be explained by simple understanding.
Even if I've focused on it more than once with more than one lens, I still feel like I need to get closer to possibly understand it.
"But that doesn't matter."
The gray snake never cares about trivial sacrifices.
The deaths of thousands, the deaths of millions, seem far too insignificant compared to the end of humanity.
"They are indeed normal people, with a will to survive, and they know what love and protection are. They are willing to give everything for the people they love, and they are human beings."
"Cocolia has to bear the bitter fruit she sowed. Changkong City is just a replacement for a city that would be destroyed in the collapse, nothing more."
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The Great Collapse...
replace……
Perhaps the connection between these two words implies a kind of sacrifice or dedication.
Yuto unconsciously thought of the person who had a profound impact on her before her transcription—someone she still couldn't give a specific name to, but only wanted to call her mother from the bottom of her heart, someone who had also sacrificed in the Great Collapse but instinctively survived.
Unfortunately, even though the Holy Mark transcription can theoretically record everything, it is essentially the erasure of a person, and she was simply watching all of this.
"Although I don't know why, they really didn't hurt Bronya... What I didn't expect was that she would later come after Kiana."