Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

——I’m really sorry.

Such a gentle boy.

You could forgive me again and again.

Instead, they were repeatedly threatened, and even their words were ignored.

what……

what……

That's despicable, shameless, and filthy.

sorry……

But on this one matter, the girl will not listen.

Everything now seems too dreamlike, so much so that even though she's on a large ship, with a warm home that shelters her from the wind and rain, and no longer has to soak in the seawater, feeling the icy chill, letting her body gradually sink into the deep sea, helplessly enveloped by layers of pressure—the girl still fears that one day she will be thrown off this warm ship.

Despite having faced such fears and thoughts, she ultimately chose to approach the boy.

At that time, I only tasted the warmth briefly and could not truly experience how addictive this deep love was.

"It's definitely more suitable to leave this kind of thing to you."

"Let me just be a regular engineer in peace."

"My talents also have limits, which is why I need your help."

——This is a lie.

This talent, beyond human imagination, is so great that even when divided into a tiny, insignificant piece, it still possesses the level of a top genius.

Nothing can stump Vilvi; if you set your mind to it, you can definitely do it.

……

Is it because you're not used to it?

"In that case..."

Seeing the girl's obviously abnormal emotions, her soft, watery eyes, and her posture of immediately lowering her head and showing weakness as soon as she opened her mouth, even though the boy felt strange, he could only acquiesce to the matter in the end.

If it's truly because you're not comfortable communicating with him and you want to avoid this...

"--All right."

"I can only try my best not to give anything away. You don't need to think too much. Anyway, we are all members of Spiral Workshop. As long as we can design it well, that's fine."

"We have already rejected their offer of recruitment, and they have no right to investigate the specifics. All we need to do is work together to complete the mission."

The boy's voice eventually turned into a gentle comfort as he softly stroked the girl's loose hair.

It was so soft and supple that it was unimaginably comfortable, even more so than the finest silk. It was completely unsuitable for a homebody.

"Hmm...no way."

The gentle caress on her head made Vervi unable to resist raising her head and standing on tiptoe, wanting that warmth to linger a little longer before disappearing from her head. Even her voice sounded sweet and soft, as if she had eaten honey.

Until that warm palm finally withdrew, leaving only a lingering emptiness, a gentle breeze stirred the brown tuft of hair, causing it to sway in the wind.

This kind of contact is far from enough.

Even if you held the clothes the boy had just taken off and buried your head in them, it wouldn't be enough.

Even when all the monks bowed in reverence, they could not express their inner emotions.

—I can no longer leave the boy.

Just imagining that scene is terrifying, as if someone were cutting and severing every nerve in my body, and my soul and self were being tortured.

No matter how many times she tried to guess, her body would ache terribly, and her heart would feel a faint sense of closure, making the girl genuinely want to stop breathing.

Even knowing that the boy wouldn't do that.

Even though it was clear that the boy's love was just as intense.

Even though reason repeatedly reminds us of the folly of this matter.

—The girl was ultimately overwhelmed by her emotions, which she had never been able to overcome, and her delicate heart was constantly being hurt by the unease from the bottom of her heart.

It was only relying on instinctive buoyancy to survive in the turbulent waves, and it was lucky enough to expel the water stuck in its lungs after countless suffocations. Its survival until now is entirely due to luck and its exceptional talent.

They couldn't swim and didn't even have a plank of wood.

Unfortunately, he is a useless, incompetent, weak, and greedy piece of trash who can no longer tolerate coldness once he is exposed to warmth, can no longer accept darkness once he sees light, and can never continue to be alone once he feels love.

We can no longer live like we used to.

Can't escape.

Unable to be cowardly.

I cannot be timid.

They could never leave again. If the boy suddenly disappeared, he would absolutely, certainly, and inevitably drown in the sea without any chance of recovery.

This deep-seated inferiority complex, clinging to her like a leech, meant that even after the flawless fairy had left, the girl could not accept her own status.

She can accept, affirm, and be 100% certain that she has completely replaced Alicia's position.

A young person will never suddenly disappear like a bubble.

If you want to continue living a life of despair, a life of hopeless ups and downs in the waves, battered by storms and tempests.

Continuing to sink and fall in the deep sea, one can only watch helplessly as the surrounding seawater presses in, unable to stop it.

—I can no longer accept this kind of life.

The girl could never live that kind of life again.

I couldn't even do it for a day.

Not even for a minute.

All of this, which seems incomprehensible and foolish, is nothing more than the girl's instinctive self-preservation, using everything she has to coerce the boy.

If we were to abandon everything, if we needed nothing, if we were to give everything to the boy...

We will definitely not be abandoned again.

This love will surely not vanish like a bubble.

Vivi gently gripped the hem of her skirt, her rosy lower lip bitten until it was somewhat pale, yet she was unwilling to give up the posture of being able to shed her snake skin at any time.

This sense of vigilance, born from resentment, persisted until the boy began to communicate with those people.

"This method works well."

"Move the gate over there three centimeters to the left."

"The architecture here is so outdated, it's like something from the last century. Doesn't Moth Chaser have any professional designers?"

"You guys do have some good taste; Velvi is one of the world's top engineers."

"If you don't understand, don't talk. You can't keep up with my pace."

"If you really want to ask something, that's fine. Velvey is the sole core of the Spiral Workshop, at least in terms of engineering."

"Don't let her young age fool you. Wasn't Dr. Möbius also quite young when he rose to fame?"

"Don't always judge a book by its cover. Do you think you know anything about people?"

He didn't possess any extraordinary talent.

There was no extreme effort.

He learned some skills and techniques from Vilvi, and imitated that girl in his daily life—no matter how weak or insecure he was, he still couldn't suppress his confidence in his area of ​​expertise.

Jiang Cheng could easily speak eloquently in front of a large group of scholars, many of whom were bald and whose ages were difficult to discern.

It combines the fairy lady's kindness to others with Velvi's pride.

At least in his ability to exaggerate, he reached a genius level.

what……

—With thirty people present, did we really talk too much?

Looking at the young man in the center of the crowd, chatting lightly with everyone and remaining calm no matter how many people questioned him, one could imagine that even in the worst mood, not a trace of anger could rise on his gentle lips.

But that dazzling presence in the crowd instilled a strange fear in the girl.

She was the one who pushed the boy to the forefront and made him the expert, so why do I feel annoyed and uncomfortable seeing this scene?

Why didn't we consider this possibility back then?

—Vilvie felt a strange sense of familiarity.

The boy interacts and communicates with others, while she watches everything alone as a spectator. It seems that the only difference between her and the scene at the birthday party is another girl who would secretly spy on them with a camera, or even take the boy's clothes and smell them to commit perverted acts.

You must have misunderstood.

How could a girl possibly engage in perverted behavior by smelling the scent of a boy's clothes?

It's impossible for another person to emerge who is just like her back then.

The relationship with the boy was not one of neglect or indifference as Alicia did; it was merely a small negotiation necessary for the mission, and there was no loophole that could be exploited or interfered with.

Even so, the girl still clutched her skirt tightly as she watched the boy talking to the crowd.

or……

—Maybe we shouldn't take any more orders.

—She still has some money.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

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