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— — Click.
Like gears clanking, a crisp and pleasant sound rang out. The brass-colored door split into two halves, one moving up, one down. The circular buckle, like a gear, settled, revealing the strongly personalized decorations within.
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32. Is the girl a pervert who gets off in broad daylight?
The mysterious style of gears, cards, and top hats was evident in almost every item here.
Except for a few large machines that were difficult to modify for now, every item was imbued with Jiang Cheng's strong individualistic aesthetic.
In a very short time, relying on only a few meetings and mostly online chats, the girl had already figured out all of the boy's preferences.
This deep understanding had reached a level where, if one harbored even a tiny ulterior motive, they could easily turn the boy into a useless person.
All the decorative designs perfectly matched the boy's taste.
"Now, come and visit your Spiral Workshop."
"Let me, your only assistant,"
The girl gently took off her hat, pressing it against her full bosom. In her silver-gray eyes were pink cherry blossoms, as if falling into one's gaze for the first time.
[As the owner of the Spiral Workshop, you stepped into your studio. The brilliance here truly opened the eyes of you, its nominal owner.]
[You felt that things that should only exist in novels were easily realized. World-class problems, which even you had vaguely heard of, were mere idle thoughts here, garbage thrown on the floor.]
[In a sense, it truly surpassed your comprehension.]
[It's like how a science fiction writer once designed a super building. It could provide everything a person needed for a lifetime, and because the building was too large, many people born on the top floor could never go down in their entire lives.]
[The design was rigorous, the concept ingenious, but in the end, this novel was never successfully published.]
[The reason was simple.]
[— — Elevators were invented.]
[Just as instant noodles are never defeated by better, more excellent instant noodles, but by fast food, people find it hard to understand things beyond their cognitive abilities, and similarly cannot imagine something that cannot possibly exist.]
[From this point alone, one can see the gap between you and the girl.]
[It's really bigger than a human and a dog.]
[If it weren't for the fact that her brilliant little mind contained not a pursuit of science, but merely self-loathing and a strong desire for self-destruction.]
[Not to mention that humans are now colonizing the moon, probably the entire solar system would belong to human civilization.]
[— — Isn't it good now too?]
[Looking at the girl who, despite being shy, still mustered the courage to explain everything about herself to you, was it really a good thing to force a talented person to bear a heavy burden she was unwilling to carry?]
[At least you preferred to see the girl happy, rather than the happiness of more people.]
[Those unseen people were just strangers.]
[The only problem was that the girl's mood seemed to be off again.]
... "— — It's broken!"
Vil-V buried her face in her hands, crouching in the corner of the room, trembling all over. The grayness in her eyes enveloped her entire body, even her art style seemed to fade.
"It's really broken..."
"How could this be..."
"Why, of all things, that one?!"
"How could I throw that away?!"
...Indeed, she was still the same girl.
Looking at the girl who had almost regressed into a stick figure, trembling like a rough sketch drawn with a few strokes, already reaching the level of the lonely girl next door, Jiang Cheng gently covered his forehead, completely unable to hold back.
"What on earth is it that you're so nervous about?"
"It's really, really, really important!!"
Vil-V covered her face with both hands, her body trembling even more severely, her art style even regressing to pure lines, perfectly recreating the famous painting The Scream.
— — It had a certain beauty of Li Sushang.
Perhaps this comparison wasn't entirely precise.
That girl, foolish as she was, had a very firm will.
Jiang Cheng could only try to get as close as possible to the agitated girl, emphasizing his presence, and once again, helplessly made the choice for her.
He clearly didn't want to decide other people's lives.
He clearly didn't want to bear such a heavy and depressing task.
The boy could only sigh softly and resolve the problem.
"Then I'll call Aili Xiya later, and we'll go look for it together. Don't worry, although compared to you, I'm the incompetent one."
"But if you're willing,"
"You can also try to rely on me."
...Eh... What is Jiang Cheng saying?
It seemed he was going to inform Aili Xiya, and they would go together to find that thing that absolutely no one could see.
"Reject! Absolutely! Absolutely reject!"
"Anything else is fine, but this kind of thing, even you absolutely cannot!"
After a brief moment of confusion, Vil-V's face once again showed an expression of terror. Her arms crossed in front of her chest with a firmness far greater than any other time, and even resolve could be seen in her silver-gray eyes.
A resolve that should have been utterly impossible, absolutely not to be violated, absolutely not to be trespassed upon by others.
Until the usually gentle-looking boy suddenly leaned closer.
His dark pupils held undisguised emotions.
"It couldn't be that you got horny at the banquet, and after taking care of yourself using the long tablecloth of the single table, you realized you left your panties there and forgot to pick them up, could it?"
"The reason you don't dare let me tell Aili Xiya is because that thing might even still have some wetness on it."
"— — Pervert."
...Eh... Eh.
Eh!!
Vil-V stared at the face that had barely changed from the beginning until now, the serious mouth that had returned to a flat line. Her voice paused for a moment, and her silver-gray eyes remained still like water.
You... "What are you saying?!"
"Even if I got horny, it wouldn't be in broad daylight, would it?"
"What kind of person have I become in your eyes?! I don't like exhibitionist play!!"
— — Although in a sense, Vil-V was a shut-in.
A shut-in in the literal sense.
If it weren't for the boy's gentleness, and if her reclusive emotions were allowed to develop further for a while longer, she could, in a sense, have died.
Ignoring her appearance, which could only be described as beautiful, and a figure that almost only existed after professional training and depending on natural talent.
At least on a spiritual level.
The girl perfectly fit the term 'shut-in'.
Her actions, to some extent, also matched the phrase 'four-eyed otaku are disgusting, truly disgusting' — she used tools she invented to discreetly peek at Jiang Cheng, watching his pitifully few friendly interactions with Aili Xiya every day.
Sometimes, she would even inevitably fantasize in her mind about what if she were the one standing beside the boy.
But in the end, that label was truly too much.
Vil-V was far from being that kind of pervert yet.
Completely impossible.
— — Unless Jiang Cheng particularly liked that kind of pervert.
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33. What Aili Xiya Can Never Have
Otherwise, it was impossible.
There wasn't even the slightest possibility.
An event with a zero probability.
Because such an individual could no longer be normally called a human; to call her human would make other humans feel ashamed and disgraced.
She would be a complete pervert, an ultimate, invincible horny woman.
No one comparable could be found in the entire history of mankind.
Not even half of one.
The only one who could truly reach this level might be a certain unknown white-haired, blue-eyed girl fifty thousand years later, who would shout, "I want to drink Mei's milk."
Even if she fully implemented what she said, making it a definite event, she would still be far from comparable to a pervert who got horny in public and left potentially damp panties in a public place.
If the boy thought of her like that, even Vil-V would feel very uncomfortable.
— — The key was that she hadn't done it yet.
"In a public place like this, even a super pervert wouldn't do something like that, would they?"
"Even if you wanted to get off, there would be other people blocking you."
Vil-V would never accept false accusations.
If she had done something, she would admit it and repent no matter what; if she hadn't done it, then she would never admit it no matter what.
The girl was unwilling to accept that feeling of being cut short.
She had finally seen the boy in his entirety, only to always be partially blocked by various people, never able to achieve true complete focus.
If she wanted to get close to the boy, self-gratification couldn't be blocked.
After strict calculations and experiments, unless the birthday party was held on a stage personally built by the girl, with perfectly arranged and divided areas for the number of people, and the routes people would take.
Otherwise, she would never truly be able to hide under a table where no one would see her, while still clearly seeing the boy from a distance.
To be called a pervert before doing anything perverted, wouldn't that be taking the blame for nothing?
That would be truly unfair.
At least wait until I've done it once before saying anything.