Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Lips without any makeup are already incredibly alluring; even a ripe cherry can't compare to a young girl's in this respect.

His clear, silvery-gray pupils revealed irises tinged with cherry blossom pink, the light shimmering within them a long-awaited joy and excitement.

Having long since shed all external constraints, and with no moral or legal norms existing within the room, the girl, who had prepared everything in advance, simply lay there quietly, like a little lamb lying on a bed, tightly hugging her pillow, waiting for the boy to approach with predatory eyes.

Anticipation, longing, and waiting—listening to the rise and fall of the sheets as they were pressed down, and the soft sounds of the boy's body rubbing against the silk blankets.

Vilvi buried her face even deeper into the soft pillow, ignoring the messy strands of hair pressed against her lips. She simply assumed the right position, raised her body, and prepared her snow-white thighs, which were deeply encircled by her legs, to display her fullest parts to the boy.

Her heart was pounding slightly, and even through her thick, soft flesh, she could still feel the tremors. No matter how hard she pressed down, she couldn't stop the uneasy pounding. It was so intense that it was about to burst out from the edge of her chest. The girl bit her delicate lips and unconsciously tightened her grip on the pillow.

Beneath layers of khaki hair, silver eyes blinked rapidly, and her body, tense to the extreme, would freeze even if a gust of wind blew by.

The girl, as delicate as a little rabbit, waited for the wild beast to approach step by step behind her.

"--rustle……"

"—Shh..."

The sound of their bodies rubbing against the sheets reached its maximum; even the sound of their breathing could be clearly felt on their skin. Only the presence of the boy eased the unease in their hearts, and their bodies gradually began to relax and melt away.

"I'm ready, and all the props are ready."

"Please begin, my dear Jiangcheng."

……

With anticipation and joy, Vivi extended a final invitation to her most important lover. Her previously restless body was completely controlled. Her long, full legs were pulled back on the bed, and she knelt down, supporting her full breasts, spreading the soft flesh together to make them pert and alluring.

Even though the boy's voice had not been heard for a long time, his posture remained unchanged, revealing his superhuman physique at this moment.

Following the most graphic part, which was also the part that the stretched gauze could not completely cover, the boy's gaze climbed up to the pink legs.

"call……"

Jiang Cheng, finally stopping his feigned death, gently touched the soft skin with his finger, and it felt as if his fingertip was sinking into it with just a light press.

The genius girl instinctively unleashed the release techniques she had learned with all her might—techniques that took even longer than creating the Divine Key from scratch—swaying her body with exquisite curves and doing everything in her power to flatter.

The boy's next move was not the expected raising of his hand to deliver a heavy blow, nor was it a wave, nor did it involve flipping over to pick up any props.

Jiang Cheng leaned down gently, the lingering gravity even momentarily dispelling the fiery atmosphere. He lifted the messy long hair that covered his face and whispered something that almost burned his earlobe.

"I've found a beautiful hillside. Shall we go see the sunset we never had the chance to see before?"

……

what?

Didn't you... promise me?

You should acknowledge my presence today.

……

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Unspoken words do not mean they do not exist, because language is an extremely inefficient tool. It was only created because humans were unwilling to reveal their inner thoughts. Eyes can express emotions more quickly than any words and more sincerely than any promise.

--sad……

—I don't understand...

--Confuse……

Countless emotions were mixed together, but no matter how deeply one explored them, no dissatisfaction or anger could be found.

Looking at the girl's somewhat bewildered and helpless eyes, Jiang Cheng slowly closed his eyes, wanting to escape, at least for a moment, from this deep-seated guilt. But he seemed to see something shimmering deep within his soul, like morning dew resting on the tip of a blade of grass, and a slight, indescribable bitterness welled up in his nose.

"May I?"

He asked again, still in a low voice.

The sound was as mournful as a withered leaf thrown into a river, or a faded flower falling in the autumn wind.

There was no positive emotion to be found, but there was a tenacious perseverance. Even when witnessing the helplessness in the eyes so close to her, she forced herself to continue speaking, enduring the guilt as she spoke.

"That place is really beautiful, especially beautiful."

"I hope to make up for the fact that we've never watched the sunset together."

……

There was no unexpected development.

They also failed to keep their promises.

The boy still chose to avoid the main issue and used his authority to mark a location in the distance, so clearly that several surrounding cities could detect it.

Despite having made a promise that he would never deny any request and would carry out any punishment the girls gave him without hesitation, the boy still seemed to avoid the situation when the moment actually came.

The silk pajamas I had prepared for so long, the room where I hadn't put on makeup but had deliberately maintained a good atmosphere, the body that I had spent a lot of time adjusting to the perfect arousal position, and all the exquisite little tools I had prepared for so long were all negated in an instant. I had to endure something that completely disrespected my personal will and achievements.

Having all her expectations trampled on, and all her hopes and dreams turned to ashes, Virvi's answer was still an unwavering nod.

"Okay."

"I'm changing my clothes now."

"Since Jiangcheng chose this location, it must be very beautiful."

……

There was no dissatisfaction, no disappointment, and no anger at receiving only such a sentence after waiting for so long. The girl didn't even question it. She simply changed into the same dress as at her first birthday party, put on her Martin boots, and her portable miniature backpack.

Wherever there are young people, no matter where they are or what they are doing, they will always be the happiest and most joyful.

—The scenery is beautiful; it would be a shame to miss it.

There's not even a need for this kind of self-deception.

Love that requires self-deception only indicates that it is not heavy enough.

If one cannot accept anything without any pretense, and love everything about a young person unconditionally, then the seemingly weighty statements about being the only one, the unchanging nature of things, the inability to live without him, and the idea that he is the only one who makes one's life, are essentially just a nice-sounding lie, a reason to embellish what one actually wants more.

……

The twilight was torn apart by the dark stream of light, as if the gravitational waves were tearing apart the light, a prelude to the end of the world, where even time and space were distorted. From a distance, one could even see the ripples of light waves.

Without any attempt to conceal or control his power, the boy brazenly led Vervie towards the cliff.

The locations have already been marked with the planned routes, so the time spent walking there is almost negligible.

Even after Alicia swept through the world, no trace of the Great Collapse could be found.

Children in the city's wilderness look up at the sky, gazing at the dark shooting star that streaks across the night sky, cutting through the twilight and dividing the world into straight lines. For a moment, they create the illusion that the world is peaceful.

The final landing was so smooth that it seemed to negate the existence of acceleration; the journey across half the world didn't even stir up a speck of dust.

Before the gravity that blotted out the sky completely disappeared, the boy made one last adjustment to the beautiful scenery that he and Alicia had specially prepared together.

The stream of light that obscured the view vanished in the blink of an eye, and the force of gravity, one of the fundamental forces, was as obedient as a puppy, easily manipulated and played with.

"Here we are."

"Please open your eyes and take a good look."

Vervi opened her eyes, and the setting sun surged into her vision like a tidal wave. The enormous sun had already touched the sea surface, and tens of millions of tons of seawater rippled slowly beneath her feet. The tide broke into white splashes under the black cliffs.

The wind blows through hundreds of hectares of roses, showcasing this miracle found only after traveling the world. In the evening, the flowerbeds look like a sea from afar, a deep red sea, with thousands of petals swaying in the wind, forming layers of waves.

It was evening when we arrived, near the end of the day, but the night had not yet truly fallen. Only the golden light, tinged with red, displayed its final afterglow. Under the light, the rose bushes resembled burning red clouds on the horizon, crowding close to the earth at the edge of the horizon.

The setting sun casts long shadows, and the distant sky is dotted with twilight clouds. The slanting sunlight reflects on the mountains and waters, creating a moving picture.

Even further away, there are clearly man-made, deliberately sculpted landscapes, with countless towering peaks destroyed and altered in unimaginable ways.

Like a magnifying glass, it lavishly sculpts a distorted space with the power of gravity, focusing the light that best embodies splendor and twilight.

The breathtaking scenery can only be fully appreciated by those who are high in the sky, without any need for concealment or restraint.

It was a replay of the past, a collection of beautiful scenes from the boy's memories that he and Alicia had enjoyed together twice.

Now, this view belongs to another girl.

—The Rose Mountains, connected to the twilight.

Wilvi's gaze did not linger on the scene for even a second longer. The moment her vision returned, her silver-gray eyes locked onto the smiling boy beside her, who was showing off the scenery.

You can stroll with your loved ones amidst the most magnificent scenery, like a prince and princess in a fairy tale, walking above the starry sky and clouds.

If what lies buried deep beneath the ocean, where even light cannot penetrate, is not sadness, it might truly be a beautiful scene.

—That's terrible.

It's terrible right now.

Jiangcheng's situation is terrible, just like when Alicia once told me that because she thought she wouldn't need it, she chose to give freedom through death and repay the world with her own end.

Guilt, sadness... these emotions are all too familiar. This is how the inferiority complex that has swallowed up the girl countless times before manifests itself.

At most, it's just that the teenager needs to replace simple inferiority with guilt, and the feeling of unworthiness with the feeling that he has done something very wrong.

This doesn't mean things can get simpler.

Because there has been a similar example before.

A genius who pays excessive attention to every little thing that happens to a boy, he can't even stop himself from thinking about the worst possible outcome.

Even knowing that he might be scaring himself, he didn't dare to gamble on the possibility of losing Jiangcheng, even if the probability was less than one in ten thousand.

Because the consequences of losing a bet, or even the things that come with not winning big, are things that a young girl cannot afford to bear.

Even the most reckless gambler has things they absolutely must not gamble on.

Vilvi was never a gambler.

The teenager is never the gambler.

……

I dare not touch it unnecessarily.

They didn't dare offer any suggestions.

They didn't even dare to speak.