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Her legs, encased in black pantyhose, were raised.
step.
The toes touch the ground, then the feet lift off again.
step.
There was no reason, no cause, and no excuse to move forward.
Just keep moving forward.
It seems that as long as I take action, I can get close to him.
Approaching Jiangcheng.
Even if there is an insurmountable distance between hearts, it can be shortened through physical contact.
impossible.
There's no need to say things like that.
Because of that nearly month-long period of living together, and that daily contact as much as possible, it had already proven that getting close to Jiangcheng through physical contact was absolutely impossible.
It's impossible for Raiden Mei to get close to Jiangcheng.
This is an insurmountable fact, like a curse.
It was precisely because of this that a different kind of doubt arose in the girl's heart, which should have been empty.
that……
If that's the case,
Raiden Mei...
What exactly is it?
……
What exactly does the name Raiden Mei represent?
This is a question that the girl once pondered.
She was a famous figure at Senba Academy. As the daughter of Raiden Ryoma, the richest man in the Far East, she had countless admirers and adorers around her. Her decisive and ruthless demeanor, coupled with her ability to reject more than a dozen confessions in a single day, earned her the title of "Raiden Queen."
She excelled academically and possessed exceptional talent in kendo; her past life was no less remarkable than that of a Mary Sue novel's heroine.
Even if they don't take over the family business in the future, the money they hold will be enough for an ordinary person to work their way up from the birth of humankind to the present day.
Judging solely from appearances and past evaluations, Raiden Mei is undoubtedly an outstanding representative. She is a perfect blend of innate family background and acquired hard work, a top-tier figure in the cruel social circles of the Far East who would be praised even by the most unknown passersby.
If—her father, Raiden Ryoma, hadn't been caught misappropriating funds and sent to prison.
In just one day, the reputation of excellence and prestige will crumble, and the praise once bestowed upon you will become a joke.
The title of "Queen of Thunder" is now a thing of the past, given her swift rejection of a confession and her eagerness to express her emotions—a title earned through such ridiculous behavior that was built upon money and status.
The current mention of it is merely for irony.
Mockery used to create a contrast.
The dramatic transformation of a once noble young lady into trash that anyone can step on is enough to make anyone burst into laughter.
The supporters and admirers who once surrounded me collapsed and twisted in an instant. The gentle faces of the past were now filled with sarcastic laughter. Some who were good friends just minutes before turned into critics, deniers, and insulters in the blink of an eye. Those who were once thought to be the closest of friends seemed to become enemies in the blink of an eye.
The changes are happening far too fast.
No opportunity for a response was left.
The girl was so unaware of the changes that had occurred in her former friend's heart that she continued to seek comfort—until the moment she was trampled on.
and so……
Is this the true nature of Raiden Mei?
A lucky person who was born into a good family.
Yes.
That's what the girl thought.
Everything we've experienced has already made this statement the clearest truth, a law that no one can change or deny.
Do not……
No.
Some people are saying that.
Someone is refusing.
Even though she—Raiden Mei—has already acknowledged it, some people are still rejecting this truth.
Even in the darkest, coldest, dampest, and most desolate abyss, in a desperate situation where the path to survival is blocked by stones thrown by others, someone is still trying their best to convey their voice to her in the abyss.
It is Jiangcheng.
He's an ordinary person no matter how you look at him.
A self-proclaimed prophet who has no gentleness whatsoever.
He denied it.
This denies that Raiden Mei is merely a good-natured good-for-nothing who got her start in the family.
It's a denial from the very beginning, a denial in every rejection, even when trying to stop him from doing something wrong, it always ends with a line like, "Especially you, the protagonist."
and so--
Jiang Cheng's personality...
Wasn't it already determined in the details?
The step forward became resolute, no longer as if being blown by the wind, or simply walking forward aimlessly because one didn't know what to do—from this moment on, every step taken was a genuine step forward.
Yes.
Already know.
I know Jiang Cheng is an ordinary person, and I know that beneath his cold exterior, he cares deeply about the people around him.
She knew he had some inferiority complex, knew he had many worries, and knew that until the moment they parted, he still cared about her.
He cares about Raiden Mei, who is just an ordinary person, a lucky one with a bit of luck, but in his eyes she is a big star on stage.
—Lightning was flashing.
Dark clouds gathered once again in the sky, instantly blocking out all light as far as the eye could see.
But this time, the lightning flashing between the clouds no longer carried that vengeful and furious intent that seemed to threaten to destroy the world.
There was no madness.
There was no madness.
We simply do our utmost to expand into the largest possible area.
Because I already know, understand, and realize what kind of person Jiang Cheng is.
She is an ordinary person who can cry, laugh, feel sad, feel upset, and feel inferior.
A person who is more human than anyone else in the world.
and so--
That purple hue, like lightning in a clear sky, returned to his eyes once more, as if a dragon or serpent flashing across the horizon, sweeping away all sorrow.
Raiden Mei looked up.
The armor of the one who seduces the young forest's N-wife Ba descends once again.
The sensation spread throughout my body from the suddenly raised fingertips.
Belonging to the divine armor of all the Herrschers of the Three Kingdoms (3), it is also the symbol of the strongest in this period, and at this moment, it is perfectly descended without any hindrance.
This is—
Herrscher of Thunder.
"Zi la——!"
That godlike figure instantly transformed into lightning, tearing through the sky. It wasn't just a wisp of lightning on the horizon, but with absolute power that ripped open the clouds as well, making the world tremble like a sharp blade under the command of a god.
No longer is she a pathetic figure who, after being splashed with water and getting her feathers wet, can only stay where she is and wait for someone to save her.
A caged bird. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated.)
A bird with wet feathers.
For the first time, I flew into the sky on my own.
……
……
Bronya, the only one who knew everything but said nothing, waited for everything to end so she could offer comfort and try to build a closer relationship. She instinctively reached out her hand, but her slender fingertips were burned and pulled back the moment they touched the overflowing lightning.
In those silver-gray eyes, the girl who had fallen into despair as the boy had predicted, and who should have chosen to rely on someone in this despair until she had no one left to rely on, was now able to look directly at the sky.
what……
--Ruined.
The best outcome has been ruined.
Even though what they witnessed was this most tragic and desperate situation—the despair that the best outcome could not be sustained.
Bronya's smile, however, rose by a single pixel without her even realizing it.
Having witnessed firsthand how this once incredibly proud young woman had finally redeemed herself, and having watched her interactions with Jiang Cheng little by little, he could no longer regard her as an enemy or a monster as he once had.
Humans feel joy even when they witness birds soaring in the sky or caged birds taking flight. Isn't it normal to cheer for others who break free from their constraints?
Sorry.
Owner.
Hopefully you have another way.
Its shape and posture are indescribable. It is an airplane-shaped object that can only be found in science fiction novels and movies. It slowly descends from the sky. On the aircraft that shows its posture to the extreme, the cabin door is opened before it hits the ground, and a masked man in a black robe jumps down from the sky.
There was no superhero-style landing or shattered ground as depicted in movies to showcase its power; it simply landed as lightly as a feather, arriving before the waiting boy.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting, Mr. Jiangcheng."
His tall body bent slightly.
To show the highest level of respect.
Only the eyes beneath the mask, radiating a green light, remained firmly and unwaveringly fixed on the long sword held in the boy's hand, just as they had been during their initial interaction through the screen.
"As expected of a male stigma holder who is one in ten thousand, you are able to possess the Divine Key, which even they have never been able to complete."
The praise was spoken in an extremely cold and ruthless manner.
These scenes resemble a man's ultimate fantasy.
It was like a helicopter suddenly descending from the sky to pick him up on a peaceful day. A group of men in black suits and sunglasses walked into the venue with the coldness of CIA agents in a movie, and said in a deep voice - Mr. Jiangcheng, it's not time to watch the Spring Festival Gala anymore, the organization is calling you.
They would dress themselves in black military uniforms and long overcoats, and escort him out of the venue amidst the gazes of others. Outside, a black helicopter roared, its massive rotors whipping up a fierce wind that cut like a knife. Ideally, some classmates or acquaintances would also be present as a backdrop, responsible for watching him leave in stunned silence.
Today's teenagers are witnessing this absolute romance and the fantasy that makes them climax just by thinking about it; the only thing missing is an audience.
"There's no need for such unnecessary nonsense. This is the real deal. I need to protect this city more than waste time here... This place is no longer a place where people can live."
Even though he is already experiencing the greatest romance a man can have.
A scene that only exists in fantasy.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng was not the dull figure he had imagined—his only remaining left hand raised his thumb to grip the hilt of the sword, and with just a slight force, a glint of crimson light flashed from the exposed blade.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't doubt whether the Jizo shrine in your hand is genuine. Even through the screen, I can easily feel the fear emanating from this authority, the fear that makes even the internal mechanisms tremble."
"I am simply amazed by this impossible miracle. Ah... male stigma holder and divine key, you will surely become the pillar of the World Serpent."
Not a lie.
Not false.