Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

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27. The girl no longer dared to face it.

……

"Feel sorry……"

"Excuse me."

She casually tossed out a sentence, not caring whether her reasons were appropriate, and Alicia turned around as if fleeing, leaving without hesitation.

chaos……

chaos.

My thoughts have never been so chaotic.

It was just like a ball of yarn being handled by a cat.

It's impossible to even distinguish the beginning from the end; it's a complex web of contradictions.

The girl who could say, "Because of me, but it's always a matter of where I end up, that's where my destination is," seems to have vanished from the world.

run……

run.

Can only run.

At this moment, the only option left is to run away. They can only cower like turtles or ostriches, using ridiculous and mindless methods to escape everything.

A familiar and clear voice called from behind. The boy clearly sensed that this change was a bit strange and not in line with the girl's personality.

Alicia, however, only tried to escape.

—They deserved it.

It's your own fault.

Why did it turn out this way?

Why did the childhood sweethearts turn out like this?

Alicia clutched the ribbon tightly in her hand, the cream on her lips still slightly sweet. The cake she had chosen for the boy had unknowingly become a standardized product, with only a slight effort put into its appearance.

Very simple.

It's not difficult at all.

She had already figured out the answer.

They just don't want to face it.

what......

what......

what......

what......

So this is ah.

So that's how it is...

So this is ah!

The foolish act of burying one's head in the sand has been completely exposed. Once you open your eyes, the so-called veil can't actually block your view at all.

Everything from the past appeared clearly before the girl's eyes, without any concealment or distortion.

Clearly.

Very clear.

All the neglect and indifference that the boy had shown in the past has finally been exposed to the light of day, and he can no longer hide in the dark corners where no one cares.

All of this is because of her ignoring it!

When exactly did it begin that even the boy's height was somewhat forgotten in the corner of my memory?

When exactly did it start, that the birthday celebration, which was specially organized for the boy, ended up being less meaningful than my interactions with other people?

When exactly did it begin that conversations with the boy, and the entire day's life, became so dull and bland, as if a cage had been built to bind him, trapping a truly free bird in loneliness in the name of freedom?

That's so despicable and shameless.

……

At the boy's birthday party, you, who always acted as if you were the true host and the center of attention, fled in a disheveled state, running away from the hall, out of the corridor, and away from the boy.

[After escaping the veil that had blindfolded you, revealing nothing and offering no real protection, you found yourself utterly unable to face the boy.]

The girl, who should have faced everything flawlessly, was shattered by the truth.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

【No. 】

The boy won't do anything to you, absolutely nothing, he wouldn't even utter a single curse at you for your terrible behavior.

The only person you can't face is yourself!

You are so foolish, so incompetent, choosing to ignore me when we were together, and then running away when you had the only chance to change things.

On this point alone, don't you feel you're being a little too human?

Be weak like a human being, and try to escape like a human being.

[As wretched and wretched as a human being.]

The beautiful skirt was torn in the first step, the fabric making a crisp, mournful sound.

Alicia, however, simply ran faster.

It's as if they want to escape from this world.

Her body, which had never been so self-disciplined, moved with such vigor, her full thighs striding at high speed, completely unconcerned whether her abnormality would be noticed by others.

The corridor twisted and turned, and I had no idea where I would end up, but I just ran like a madman.

People around him looked surprised, and many even started to show concern. Words of comfort seemed meaningless at that moment.

I don't know how much time passed, until my senses gradually became numb and the burning emotions seemed to subside.

Alicia stopped.

In front of you is a corridor leading to both sides, with signs on the walls indicating male and female on the left and right sides respectively.

It is obvious that this is a toilet, but this courtyard is not an ordinary product. The toilet is also a high-tech item, free of any filth.

Without hesitation, she walked into the restroom as if fleeing, closed the stall door, and as if she had finally found her own space, the girl finally sat down, her hands falling limply to the ground, her eyes looking down at the sky.

If this posture were placed elsewhere, such as on a vast grassland or in a specially built observation tower, one might be able to look up and see an endless sky.

During the day, the clouds are breathtakingly beautiful, changing into countless shapes; at night, countless stars hang in the sky, like millions of lights.

But this is a toilet, a place considered filthy.

Looking up, all I could see was the ceiling, made of some unknown material.

It is neither tall nor wide; you can see the whole thing at a glance. It's not even as big as the well that the frog in the well has, at least... you can see the real sky.

Repressed.

Like a bird in a cage.

It's not just physical; there's also a sensory aspect, like having your heart squeezed tightly, an indescribable feeling of oppression and discomfort.

The flawless girl, whose every move could stir the hearts of countless people, sat half-sitting against the corner of the wall, leaning against the door, her eyes blankly staring at the dim yellow light tube, which cast a cold, unreal glow.

"Drip-drip-"

The water in the sink had overflowed; I don't know who was so rude as to leave the tap running.

The glistening water droplets were first pushed to the edge, then flowed down along the curved lines, dripping onto the ground and forming a small puddle. The tiny splashes of water landed right next to Alicia's hand, providing a bit of coolness.

It's still a drop in the ocean, utterly meaningless, neither easing the overflowing pool nor bringing any spiritual relief.

The deep pink, curved sink is covered with blue patterns, giving it a sci-fi feel, but even that can't solve the simple problem of leaks.

The simplest reason is that after they reported the matter up the chain of command, the girl felt that she didn't need to put her energy into it, as designing the birthday party itself had already consumed a lot of her energy.

The girl is still not in the mood.

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28. Why did it end up like this?

Her vision began to sway, and her thoughts became chaotic. Alicia propped herself up with her head down, looking at a small puddle on the ground, at her own dejected face and empty pupils reflected in the clear water.

I don’t know how long it took.

Alicia tugged at her clothes; she always wore that exquisite long dress.

It's very exquisite; she spent a long time revising it.

Because no matter what kind of clothes they wore, they didn't fit their own ideas, and they felt that no combination could match the formal wear they had given to the boy.

In the end, with nowhere else to turn, the girl had no choice but to make the changes herself.

Imagine, with your own imagination, a suit that perfectly matches the boy, a suit that would make him stand alongside the boy in that formal attire.