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"I like you."
It was as if they wanted to emphasize these four words countless times, to deeply engrave them into the boy's heart, and to allow absolutely no rejection or room for distortion.
Raiden Mei spoke again and again, impatiently repeating those four words over and over.
Word by word.
The sentences are clear.
There's really no room for denial anymore, because it's not a subtle way of saying "the moonlight is beautiful," so even if you twist it to "the scenery is beautiful," it won't change the fact.
So direct, so passionate, and so fervent—despite being a young girl, she took the initiative to confess her feelings…
The boy could even see the blush on the white jade.
Like a rose in full bloom at midday.
Once slightly pale from the wind, everything melted away by the chill of dusk, her shy, flawless skin, as white as jade, was instantly dyed a pink that even the most splendid and pure cherry blossoms of spring, the first petal falling in the wind, could not compare to—a beauty that even ordinary humans could, for a moment, rival the beauty of nature, blossoming from the emotion called love.
Slender and graceful, with a swan-like neck, lips as soft as rosy clouds and like peach blossoms falling, a gentle breeze seemed to seep in from somewhere, bringing the fragrance of blooming roses from the horizon, brushing over her well-defined, jade-like shoulders, the fragrance blooming against the wind, and her snow-white skin shimmering with pink light.
The darkness and oppression in his pupils vanished, as if everything he had seen before was merely an illusion. A clear purple, like thunder, gently illuminated the scene, conveying all hope and light at the same speed as the sound itself.
what……
what……
what……
How can anyone refuse such a request?
This is because he can't even say the words "I don't want to."
"Okay."
"I……"
"I accept your confession."
……
I knew it.
From the very beginning, Erosion could sense the unyielding spirit within the contractual partner—a spirit so fragile that even the slightest push would inevitably send it crashing down like a boulder from a mountain. Erosion never believed that this person with precognitive abilities would truly follow the best possible outcome predicted by Erosion.
This is probably the best mockery of Aponia.
She almost burst out laughing.
That hero, who embodies the precepts, is a monster cloaked in a holy guise. Countless attempts to rewrite the tragedies he witnesses only lead to more tragedies.
Now, she has someone in front of her who can see the good and the best outcome, and yet she actively denies the best ending that she foresaw.
for……
--like.
Perhaps because it had witnessed what was the ultimate insult to Aponia, Corruption didn't even want to interrupt this heartfelt confession at this moment.
That was the reward for letting her watch a good show.
Let Jiangcheng enjoy himself a little longer.
It's called "qiling bawu silu baqi qi".
You must be envious too.
Yaezakura.
In that other dimension, which was not the real world, the gradually fading pink fox's pupils reflected Kim Min's lips, kneeling in place like a quiet, well-bred young lady.
I saw a story of someone being unconditionally favored, and someone who was unconditionally favored.
——Raiden Mei.
His pink, sinister eyes slowly fixed on her.
He gazed at the girl who seemed unmoved.
The slender, long fox ears trembled slightly, and the fingertips gripping the spirit sword, Cherry Blossom Blizzard, rubbed against the hilt...
Her little thoughts had long been exposed by her body.
Ahhh...
A girl who has never been given a firm choice, a girl who was betrayed even by her own blood relatives... a girl who is not supported even by the people she wants to save.
You are definitely envious/jealous.
Right.
Compared to the foolishness of others who might see Raiden Mei's sincerity in her feelings, be moved by her, or even be jealous and wish they could replace Jiang Cheng, she—Erosion—who had seen the whole story from the beginning, knew who was the one who was truly chosen unconditionally at the very beginning of this seemingly perfect ending.
Those who know the future are willing to get involved, even though they could easily walk away, they are willing to give the best future to a girl in distress.
This was a perfect ending that Aponia had pursued her whole life but could never achieve, yet Jiang Cheng was willing to sacrifice this perfect ending for a Herrscher, a monster.
Despite being a prophet even more powerful than Aponia, despite spouting endless platitudes, and despite knowing better than anyone what he should do... when faced with a real crisis, he realized more clearly than anyone else, and made a more resolute choice to focus on the present moment, while the one looking towards the future was embracing the girl of the present.
Ahhh...
Even she's starting to feel jealous.
Thunder Mei Yi.
How lucky!
How did I end up with such a...prophet?
……
……
……
The dark, heavy clouds had long since dissipated, not slowly fading into the horizon, but rather being torn apart and cut off directly.
The sunlight was beautiful at that moment. Although it was not long before the curtain fell, the red sun, before its end, gave the world its last light with its fervor.
The pure, flawless sunlight has already turned tinged with the twilight, and the sculpted sunset makes the remaining afterglow so dazzling that it defies description.
Perhaps the clarity of the morning light and the haziness of dawn can be compared to it, but in terms of aesthetics, nothing can surpass the sunset.
That's so special that it could even have its own column in all the color charts, with an adjective created specifically for it—namely, to describe the yellowish beauty of a sunset as sunset color.
The essence of an adjective is to describe something in the most concise way. For example, if you want to describe the intensity of something, you can directly say it is like fire. The thing that can be described must be extremely common and highly symbolic, to the point that you will unconsciously imagine it as soon as you see it. Either the image is extremely similar to the object being described, or it is simply the object itself.
Even today, the most common way to describe or compare a beautiful young woman is to use flowers.
But the sunset is indeed almost comparable to it.
All you need to do is mention the sunset.
The beauty of the sunset.
The swaying sea of roses, like a vast expanse of flowers, will unconsciously draw your thoughts to the beautiful scenery etched in your memory.
Although this beautiful scene became a forgotten backdrop at this moment—because neither the naive young girl nor the absent-minded boy was looking at the fiery clouds in their eyes, the only thing that could be captured in their mirror-like clear eyes was each other.
agreed.
agreed.
My confession was accepted.
Such a sound occupied my entire mind in an instant, and I seemed to forget even my instinctive flight, and I fell to the ground in an instant.
The boy was not given a chance to get up.
There was no room for them to stand up.
The tall, goddess-like girl bent down, her slender fingertips touching the body that was now so close, that she could truly touch it.
it is true.
It really is Jiangcheng.
This belongs to Jiang Cheng's body, to Jiang Cheng's aura. It is absolutely impossible to fake, and it can never appear in a dream, because it is an undeniably real existence, impossible to fully replicate.
Gazing at those seemingly sweet, seemingly warm pupils, reflecting the last golden rays of the setting sun almost like cherry blossoms, and the relieved smile on her lips—the girl, finally receiving a response, trembled, her whole body going limp, with only her last strength left to cup that face so close to hers and gently offer her lips to it.
As if to finally confirm that she wasn't dreaming and that it was all real, Raiden Mei's strength was extraordinary.
Jiang Cheng felt like his lips were about to be kissed raw, both sides of his face were a little sore from being held so tightly, and his teeth even hit his upper lip.
They were incredibly green and inexperienced.
She is a genuine young girl.
This is the same girl who just confessed so passionately—a confession that left no room for rejection.
It was no longer possible to push her away.
Because it has already been pushed away.
Therefore, at this moment, there was no way to push the girl away anymore—Jiang Cheng had deeply realized this fact.
Then accept it.
There was no resistance to being pinned down.
They did not deny their own weaknesses.
He simply stretched out his left hand, which had been unsheathed and was now free, and embraced her slender waist.
Raiden Mei could feel her waist being hugged, the boy's hot body temperature pressed tightly against her body, separated only by a piece of clothing, even his breathing was so clear.
Too clear, too obvious, the heat, though clearly body temperature, seemed to surge straight to my heart, even overloading my brain.
me……
I was finally accepted by Jiangcheng.
Raiden Mei gazed at those starry eyes that were almost touching, those purple pupils that reflected her own, their light as brilliant and intense as lightning.
"We haven't worn matching outfits yet, we haven't taken any photos together, we haven't even gone on dates...we haven't even raised cats or dogs together, so please don't leave me. The love you want, I will prove to you that I can give you. I won't get annoyed, and I won't get tired of it. Really, you can confirm with me repeatedly, no matter what method you use."
"Let's slow down, take our time, be more genuine, and not rush things... Whatever we face next, we'll face it together, okay?"
……
She almost went on and on about what she believed lovers would do.
"Don't leave me again"—the girl's thoughts could be easily conveyed with just these few words. In those purple eyes and those earnest words, all the information could be summarized into these few words.
Clumsy...
Stupid...
She doesn't look like a rich girl or a top student at all.
She was completely blinded by love, and didn't even know how to weigh things or negotiate. As soon as she opened her mouth, she put herself in the lowest position, revealing all her bottom lines. She was just like a puppy wagging its tail, staring with those big, watery eyes, begging not to be lost.
If it were a scumbag or a bad guy, he could probably just wave his hand and take advantage of this young lady. Even if they broke up in the end, she would probably only look for problems within herself.
She humbled herself, even kneeling on the ground begging not to break up, saying she would agree to any condition as long as they didn't break up, and in the end, her bottom line was gradually lowered.
The elegant demeanor of Raiden Mei, the former Queen of Thunder and now reborn, has been tainted, and she has entered a disgusting and filthy stage.
No.
No.
Such a thing must not be tolerated.
I absolutely cannot tolerate someone who would have steadfastly chosen themselves and was completely self-centered turning into that.
The thought of that ending makes me clench my fists and want to punch the culprit in the face, to shatter this tragedy completely.
and so--
Just accept it.
Accept it without hesitation.
"Since you've put it that way, then... I can't possibly push you away."
"Let's walk through the rest of our lives together. Although that's the best ending, it doesn't mean I'm helpless except for that ending."