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"real……"
"I'm really lonely."
The girl, who previously dared not put up any resistance even when a half-empty bottle of drink was thrown in front of her, was now wielding a sword that seemed to be forged from lightning.
It was just a brief collision, yet it was as if two bolts of lightning of different colors intertwined.
"Crack——!"
The sharp blades aligned themselves, each confident in its own strength and skill, and fearlessly clashed with their sharpest points.
That was an extreme speed that was beyond the sight of ordinary people.
That is a limit that mortals cannot reach.
With a single swing of the blade, it seemed as if countless blades had been swung. In an instant, relying solely on a simple stance, they fought in a way that surpassed the limits of human capability. The mere afterglow of the blade's flash left countless dazzling halos in the air, halos that even the most exquisite special effects could not approach in the slightest.
Her crimson eyes were fixed on the pink-eared girl in the distance, who was also gripping a scarlet longsword, and on the boy lying beside her, almost like rotten flesh.
The color should have been soft and damp, but sometimes the purple of thunder would only flash a few glimmers of light under a light rain. Most of the time, you would just walk on the damp ground washed by the rain.
will not.
It shouldn't be like this now.
The two stood facing each other like samurai dueling—the silver light reflecting off the blades made the seemingly weak girl meet those pink eyes.
"Miss, could you please die for once?"
"I have someone I absolutely... absolutely cannot lose."
Even the sound was distorted by the extremely thin blade tip.
But he spoke each word slowly and deliberately, without letting up.
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"Is this the demeanor of a young lady from a wealthy family these days?"
Yae Sakura was at a loss for words to deal with the situation before her—she had just been released from the cage and was now being forced to die by someone wielding a knife.
The manners of a shrine maiden from the past still remain.
It has not been worn down by the passage of time.
Otherwise, faced with this girl in strange clothes, yet clearly possessing the air of a young lady from a wealthy family and superb swordsmanship, her refusal wouldn't have been so casual.
Even now, in a state of mutual antagonism, she—Raiden Mei—has absolutely no intention of taking back her weapon.
"me……"
"I'm no longer some rich young lady!"
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Chapter 15 This is it—The Death Battle of the Non-Human Monsters
The only person existing here now is the daughter of a financial fraudster, an ordinary girl despised by thousands, bullied and trampled on at will, and even maliciously harmed by someone named Cocolia.
There are no rules to follow, and following the rules will no longer bring praise, only ridicule and denial from others.
Doing so many useless things all day long, that Raiden Mei thinks she's some kind of rich young lady.
I think she can't accept reality.
Exactly, exactly, the daughter of a mere financial fraudster.
There are so many negative voices from others that no matter what you do, you will be met with criticism; no matter what you say, you will be met with ridicule. Unless you completely give up your dignity, you will definitely be limited. The more you value it and the more you try to change, the more you will be mocked and ridiculed, and the more cruelly you will be treated.
Even if one were to truly abandon dignity, it would be meaningless; the world would become incredibly cold, like an untouchable machine.
No matter what you do, the choices you make will not produce any results, and no action will change the outcome.
There is no safe place, no quiet place; even if you hide at home, you will be found.
Even if you choose the most remote work location, you'll only encounter ridicule and sarcasm within an hour.
I dared not stay in the teaching building, dared not stay in the classroom, dared not go back to my room, and even dared not go to my favorite kendo club.
You should avoid any place where there are people.
You need to avoid any place where there might be other people.
The shoes stored there must have been filled with nails and razor blades by someone else; the table must have been covered with insults and abuse; even hiding in the toilet, one must be careful of sewage suddenly being poured down from the sky; and someone must have prepared a lot of filthy words to attack one—all of this is even taken for granted.
The girl still remembers the place where she first met Jiang Cheng.
That remote place where I thought I could at least hide for a couple more days.
The forest path, a secluded corner that no one ever visits, is rarely cleaned even by cleaners, making it a haven for cockroaches in the gutter.
As long as you can't see other people...
Then we won't get hurt, right?
The most humble thoughts—the very essence of a girl who has lost all dignity.
Her purple eyes no longer seemed to reflect the clear lake water before her, but were truly filled with countless, almost overflowing, sorrows.
I once thought that this kind of life might permeate my entire being, because it was so dark that I couldn't see the light, and no matter how hard I groped, I couldn't find any hope.
Until the sound of footsteps rang in his ears again, until he, who was about to run away, heard that this time the sound that followed was not tinged with any mockery.
"—Are you Raiden Mei?"
Such a simple question.
Like a clear voice.
Those eyes seemed to carry a hint of anticipation, a hint of hope, and a hint of something that one could subconsciously imagine—eyes shining in the sunlight—even without seeing them.
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The girl, filled with loneliness and sorrow, was a stranded traveler caught in a tsunami. Her first reaction upon encountering an incoming ship was to let go of the only piece of wood that could support her body, bury her head in the cold seawater, and let the heavy, salty liquid slap against her face.
Has someone else found out again?
They had clearly already hidden here.
Are you going to be bullied and insulted again?
The daughter of a fraudster!
Your whole family are liars!
Even though the voice that greeted her clearly had no malicious intent, the girl still imagined and imagined the insults and accusations she had prepared.
"Feel sorry……"
"I will leave here."
Her heart, ravaged by countless humiliations, could no longer muster any courage. All the girl could do was rise and bow respectfully to the person in the distance.
They chose to back down and beg for mercy before the other party had even finished speaking.
This is the former Queen of Thunder's current appearance.
Then the voice that was so close was filled in.
"Hello, Raiden Mei."
"Judging from your expression, you must be very lonely, right?"
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Ahhh...
It should be something that everyone knows.
Everyone should have the same understanding.
But it wasn't until that moment, until that voice rang out, that the girl suddenly realized—
It turns out that not everyone in the world hates me.
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"In this ever-expanding city, there is everything, but there is no end... an endless, long, lightless darkness, corners where no one is, people whose faces are always filled with mockery, only... only Jiang Cheng reached out his hand to me."
"Prophets, truths and all that... even a single word from them is hard to trust, yet in the end, people still trust them and follow them around."
I can't understand why I was so stupid.
I would choose to trust someone I've just met.
A guy who talks nonsense.
But in the end, he still trusted and followed, and now that inexplicable guy has fallen to the ground, he has even drawn his blade against others.
Her slender fingertips gripped the longsword she had created by listening to the strange voices in her mind. As if by instinct, she summoned lightning, as if a thunder god in the heavens were wielding his power. Countless energies transcended the rotting flesh lying on the ground, gathering on the blade in her hand. Lightning flashed, and the blink of an eye was enough to illuminate an area of dozens of meters as if it were daytime.
The longsword that reappeared was like a work of art meticulously crafted by the most skilled artisans. Ancient and mysterious relief patterns covered the purple blade, and the nicks and cracks caused by the previous collision had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a thunderous roar.
Without any confusion about this surreal fact, he simply directed everything as if it were his own arm, and then once again drew his sword and pointed it at the pink-clad girl.
The girl named Raiden Mei stared directly at Yae Sakura.
Staring directly at that ancient predecessor with pink fox ears.
What Jiangcheng needs...
—A means of survival.
Her clear, beautiful eyes, tinged with a touch of crimson, might have held guilt or remorse, but there was not a trace of hesitation or mercy to be found.
Along with the blade he was holding, he raised it and swung it out, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, pointing the tip forward in the most common stance.
"so……"
"I will not allow him to die here!"
—A fierce flash of lightning once again illuminated the earth.
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Turning, stepping, spinning, cutting—accompanied by dazzling lightning flashes, is a skill condensed to its ultimate form.
Like a myth being reenacted, existing only in fantasy, a divine duel is indeed unfolding in this silent, deserted wasteland.
Even a seemingly insignificant collision, with the resulting fragments from the intense friction of energy, can be deadly to ordinary people.
It's no longer possible to separate the act of wielding a knife from the act of firing a cannonball—the resulting sonic boom is powerful enough to completely tear eardrums.
The frail girl, powerless to resist even bullying, is now facing the impenetrable might of a pseudo-Herrscher.
That crimson-stained longsword was an armament of equal scale to the key formed from the authority of the Herrscher of Thunder.
In the more unrestrained and free swings, in the collision of those two completely different techniques, the sharp sword energy wove into a net large enough to capture and kill any ferocious beast. Even the slightest touch would instantly cut it into countless pieces of flesh, leaving not even a trace or ashes.
There was barely any room to breathe; each attack was so swift and so violent.
In the only brief moment of respite she had found, she clenched her right hand, and the blinding lightning transformed into a sharp longsword, as if she were sheathing it.
With the power of lightning combined with her family's lightning-infused sword style, Raiden Mei stomped her feet on the ground, then—suddenly took a step forward, spun around, and swung her sword in a powerful strike!
Ichiki draws his sword and slashes!
His first move was a fatal blow.
In the dim world, a bolt of lightning and a crimson figure simultaneously rushed toward the center at extremely high speed and collided.