Walking alone in the corridor.
She had almost become a useless person.
Constantly recalling the past with Jiang Cheng in her mind.
Even seeing an ordinary exquisite vase, the girl could recall the bouquet of pink flowers that the boy had given her—a dreamy moment when she went to the back mountain to pick them, marking their first encounter.
Aili Xiya's soft fingers gently stroked the edge of the table. This was Vil-V's seat, the girl who had defeated her in the banquet.
The other party's personality was extremely dull, or rather, reclusive.
Although she had never been absent from the banquet, her presence was almost zero. Even with her excellent appearance, no one paid attention to her at all. Even she herself had almost overlooked this girl unintentionally.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party was almost Jiang Cheng's first friend besides herself, and the two were so close that they would even chat while eating.
Perhaps even she would have forgotten this girl.
Such a morbid sense of existence could probably only be achieved by a genius who devoted all their energy to avoiding the gazes of others.
At first, she was a little puzzled.
She came but didn't interact with anyone, didn't dare to say a word, and stayed alone, only interacting with Jiang Cheng. So why did she come?
If it was because of Jiang Cheng's invitation, then she would at most attend a banquet on his birthday.
Looking back from the current perspective, Vil-V didn't just come to freeload. She didn't care about other people, just because her goal was very clear.
—Jiang Cheng.
In her memory, she was always there wherever Jiang Cheng was.
Since Jiang Cheng's eighteenth birthday, no matter how remote, Vil-V would appear at every banquet, even if Jiang Cheng only showed his face for a glance.
Inadvertently, a faint golden metal was attracted in those dim blue eyes.
The reflected light was projected into her pupils.
This was not strange.
Although the mansion was nominally rented.
Because the girl's journey had never stopped, it would be too extravagant to buy a building in every place as a banquet, but in fact, the degree of care taken in decorating here was no less than that of her own permanent residence.
All kinds of decorations could be described as perfect, especially in terms of dreams and purity.
But it just made the girl's pupils shrink slightly.
Because this light... absolutely did not belong to the reflection of any light bulb or mirror.
It did not convey any sense of danger, but there was a faint sense of being peep, just like those paparazzi who always appeared on the street claiming to be talent scouts.
Every time they saw the girl, they crowded around like dogs seeing bones.
—What could that be?
—So what?
Two questions arose in her heart at the same time.
Yes.
So what?
Even if it was a camera, it didn't matter. The always perfect girl was not worried about any moment of herself being exposed to others—except for private ones.
Besides, what was a little reflection?
The huge monsters, tens of meters high, called Honkai Beasts by that mysterious organization, could cause street damage at best and city collapse at worst. Human life was as insignificant as ants in them. Yet, in the girl's hands, they were as fragile and small as chickens.
Wasn't it much stronger than an ant crawling under her feet?
What in this world could hurt her?
It seemed that her mood at this time was unprecedentedly lonely and sad. The decline in emotions even made the fairy's instinct feel danger, and she became inexplicably interested in this possibly meaningless trivial matter.
Then... find it.
The table, which was integrated with the ground, was directly and forcefully separated. The girl's slender fingers could easily remove all the shields used to protect that reflective spot without leaving a trace of bending.
Undoubtedly high-tech.
Even the girl had never seen such high-tech in the corner of this ordinary banquet hall.
It could even generate a transparent energy shield specifically for protection.
Under preliminary speculation, its strength was enough to face the trampling of Honkai Beasts, which were said to be tens of meters high.
More importantly, the design of this shield was ingenious and occupied an extremely small area. It seemed to appear from a structure of less than ten centimeters.
Was there really anything important that needed to be placed neither secretly nor obviously?
There were also some unusual water stains next to it.
It smelled strange too.
Strangely salty.
The girl gently poked a hole in the film with one finger, and easily removed all the protective measures with a slight fan, revealing the true face of the item...?
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"Eh——!!!"
"How... how could it be this kind of thing?!"
The face of the fairy, who had almost completely fallen and had no vitality left, suddenly became wonderful, and unimaginable objects were reflected in her eyes.
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37. Vil-V's Social Death!
[The night has blurred the lights, and even during the most intense times of travel, it should be time to go to sleep.]
[What happened today is indeed a bit too much.]
[The whole day's birthday party, including just now when the girl suddenly covered her face, screamed, and said that she seemed to have lost something, something important, something that absolutely could not be seen by others.]
[Although you wanted to offer help, saying that you could notify Aili Xiya, the girl refused without hesitation, and even became more nervous.]
[A little hard to understand.]
[Something so important that can't be seen by others.]
[It wouldn't be that the girl put her panties there, would it.]
[It shouldn't be, right?]
[What would you do to take off your panties in public like this? It wouldn't be to use your figure as a side dish, that would be too perverted.]
[You're sure you don't want to think about those messy things, and you don't think this cute and shy girl would do such a thing.]
[Let's get a good night's sleep first.]
[Wrapped in a soft and comfortable quilt that almost makes you sink into it, you spent an incomparably peaceful night. No rain or wind hit the tent, and no other people's noises played next door.]
[This is the first time you've slept so sweetly and comfortably since leaving town.]
[Sure enough.]
[You're completely unsuitable for traveling.]
[This is not deliberately stepping on the time you spent with her after leaving the girl.]
[All of this is just a choice for you.]
[You also don't think that just because this choice can cause any harm to the girl. It's just that a person who is dragging her down is gone.]
[This sentence is when you sit up from the bed the next day, put on comfortable slippers that make you curl your toes, and feel the wonderful and natural feeling of stretching after sleeping until you wake up naturally, and all the bones in your body make a safe cracking sound.]
[No need to travel anymore, so you can sleep until you wake up naturally. Anyway, the girl won't come to urge you. Maybe you need to urge her.]
[It's already twelve o'clock. The girl slept the same time as you yesterday. If you sleep any longer, the sleeping time will exceed twelve hours, which is quite unhealthy and will damage your body.]
[Since you are the owner of the Spiral Workshop, you should also take care of the girl's physical health.]
[With this in mind, you stepped on white socks, walked to the girl at the door of the Room, gently extended your middle finger knuckle, and knocked on the door.]
[Every Room in the Spiral Workshop is locked. No matter what principle it runs on, it is definitely not something that can be crossed with your wisdom. Don't worry about anything, just knock on the door.]
Because he slept very comfortably, and even more because he would no longer be alone, a smile symbolizing a cheerful mood still hung on the boy's lips.
Now he was going to transfer and pass on this happiness given by others to others.
Until the boy stretched out his knuckles and gently knocked on the heavy door.
Until the seemingly solid, seemingly impenetrable door like the Maginot Line opened in response.
Until Vil-V's figure in the Room completely entered the boy's sight—the girl, already awake, was biting something unknown, her white jade-like fingertips tightly holding a piece of black cloth and gently rubbing it.
There was not a trace of sleepiness in her silver-gray pupils, but rather a fascination like being addicted to something, falling into sweet honey.
Her coffee-like, sweet, smooth, and beautiful long hair was slightly messy, and a somewhat abnormal and strange blush covered her fair and soft skin.
Her pearl-like jade toes were exposed outside the quilt, and she shrank back with all her strength, as if she was doing something that required concentration.
—If outsiders saw it, it would definitely and inevitably be a complete social death... I don't know why.
I can't find the reason.
When the boy saw the scene in front of him at first glance, he was not surprised. The first emotion that appeared in his dark eyes was actually as expected.
Ah... no wonder she chose to give him that piece of cloth yesterday.
No wonder the cloth given yesterday was hot and wet.
If it had just been taken off, it would be normal for it to be hot, but it had an abnormal dampness.
—So that's how it is.
Perhaps it was because the girl's emotions were too heavy.
Almost to the point of being a self-destructive yandere.
She had completely fallen into the abyss, without a trace of hope, and could only let herself run towards death. If she could get a little help from others at this time, even if it was just a little spark, a insignificant spark, the girl would probably pack up and give away everything she had without hesitation.
No matter how excellent or unattainable she was in the eyes of others, the only one who could truly give an evaluation was always herself.
[—You are just a weed. If someone loves you a little, you can't wait to dig out your heart, but you are a weed. What can you dig out? At most, light yourself up and let others warm their hands.]
This sentence is obviously an evaluation of those people.
Although the girl is not a weed.
She is someone who is too cheap to describe even with gold. The whole world can't find anyone or anything that can describe or compare to her.
But that strong love that wants to give back everything and the impulse to hope to never be separated is no different.
The taut bowstring is already ready to be fired, so how can you expect the girl to keep enduring it?