Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

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51. Virvi is really bad.

Less than two hundred meters away, a flawless young girl stood gracefully on a high-rise building, her skirt fluttering in the breeze, her long pink hair swaying in the wind, standing on the rooftop, as dreamlike as a fairy.

With her back to the sun and the spring sunshine, no one could raise the slightest question; the pure white pantyhose perfectly accentuated the curves of her calves.

—If you can ignore the suspicious camera you're holding.

Since the day the boy left, Alicia has been unable to accept a life without him, nor can she allow his happiness to be shattered. She can only pick up the lost camera and play the role that Velvet once played.

Although every time I see the boy, I feel a pang of sadness, stemming from the emptiness around me and in my heart.

Alicia always followed behind the boy.

No matter where you are, no matter where you are, no matter what you are doing.

This has always been the case.

……

In the end, we still made you, this unqualified person, an expert senior, just like we made you, this unqualified person, the workshop owner before.

The only thing that could offer you some comfort was that after the first day, Vivi told you that if you didn't like the job, you could quit, and that she had enough money for the two of you to live on.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

You gently stroked the girl's head, feeling the smoothness as if you were massaging her skin.

"Then... I'll come too."

"We can't put all the blame on you."

[Vilvie's eyes held an unexpected urgency, fear, hesitation, and perhaps some other emotion that drove her to take a step forward.]

[You have a vague feeling that things aren't so simple. Although the girl is a top genius, some of your methods seem rather rudimentary and obvious.]

【It doesn’t matter. 】

It would be pointless to reprimand a girl for something like this.

This only means that you're not providing enough security.

[Having you stand at the front like this is, in a way, a good thing. At least the girl will do everything in her power to ensure your safety.]

[Regarding the aspects related to wisdom, you still gave them all to Velvet. Whether she is a senior or not is irrelevant; the young girl's contributions should not be forgotten.]

Even with your intelligence and talent, if you overestimate yourself, you'll inevitably be exposed.

The young girl is the true expert, the top genius.

[The others...]

[Anyway, you're the owner of Spiral Workshop.]

It wasn't a bad thing to put you at the forefront as that senior colleague.

[You became clearly aware of the problems here once the project was halfway done.]

"The moth that chases the flame is not suitable for Velvet."

This stage is not suitable for today's young girls.

Even though her talent here is absolutely unparalleled, while trying to prepare lunch for you, she casually wrote down a simple formula in a few minutes that others would struggle to understand even after a month of studying it.

[It was only later that a group of seemingly old and gray-haired people personally sought out Velvi for guidance, and after several weeks of sincere and earnest study, they were able to barely understand even the simplest beginnings.]

[Although part of the reason is that Wilvi spends most of her time with you every day.]

[Every day, I think about how to get closer to you, even if it means sacrificing my dignity and self-respect.]

This is enough to prove just how extraordinary this innate talent is, to the point that it shouldn't even belong to a human being.

[You've also unexpectedly attracted a lot of hatred.]

They always say you're a femme fatale.

[This prevented one of the rarest and most outstanding geniuses to date from spending most of his time each day improving himself and dedicating himself to academic research.]

[Although he was clearly an old man, his speech was remarkably fluent. Coupled with his exaggerated expressions of age—his beard bristling, his eyes wide with anger, and his white hair—he gave you a strange, inexplicable sense of guilt, as if you were some kind of scheming woman, like Daji or Meixi.]

This undoubtedly represents the overwhelming superiority of Velvi's abilities.

In high-end scientific research, a slight advantage can easily make it impossible for others to catch up, even after a lifetime of effort.

Even though that slightly less capable person could be at the very top of the pyramid.

The stage for the "fire-chasing moth" phenomenon is indeed vast; even if it's still far from the so-called pan-human community, it can be called a paradise for scientific research.

[This doesn't erase the fact that the girl doesn't belong here.]

[It had nothing to do with talent or ability, but rather that the girl's overly withdrawn personality made her completely ill-suited to the battlefield amidst gunfire.]

The more people there are, the more crowded it becomes, and the easier it is for bacteria to thrive.

This is not something that talent can rewrite.

Even if the girl could easily see through those ridiculous behaviors and tests at a glance, the emotional damage they caused was indelible.

[There are certainly people who are purely pursuing academic knowledge, driven by their dreams; in fact, there are quite a few, if not many, who would constitute the vast majority here.]

The stage for these moths chasing the flame is so vast, it's a stage never before seen in human history, large enough to accommodate anyone's performance.

[Although it hasn't yet reached the point where it will become almost the heart and brain of the world.]

[It already possesses, to a certain extent, the lifeblood of the entire world. Founded by Möbius as one of the elders, its reputation, even before it has completely fallen from grace, is enough to attract a large number of scholars.]

With scholars, such an extremely important resource, politics will naturally come into play.

Their sweet-talking tactics are not something ordinary people can easily avoid.

The tactics employed are unimaginable, and even though the young girl could clearly recognize them each time, her intelligence was disproportionate to that of those politicians with their bloated minds and ulterior motives.

However, due to her somewhat weak personality and somewhat excessive talent, politicians still began to pursue Vervies one after another.

【You could have left, since you didn't sign that contract, and becoming a minister here means you have no obligation to take any responsibility towards them.】

Unfortunately, Vilvi is currently undertaking a major project that requires substantial funding and assistance.

In this world, if you don't want to be a dog for other places, you can only be a partner of an organization, which gives them the opportunity to pursue their goals.

This is an absolutely bad thing.

This offers absolutely no advantage to Vilvie.

She never needed resources from outsiders; her wisdom, beyond human comprehension, was something no individual in the world could attempt to explore.

Once you join them, you lose your freedom—the freedom to conduct research, even all freedom; your thoughts will remain only in your mind.

[When to conduct research? How to conduct research? Even whether one's research will be used to harm ordinary people is beyond one's control. But if one doesn't join them, those scumbags will start excluding those who disagree.]

This means you'll be spending almost 24/7 with the girls, but at least having traveled, you have enough experience to handle them.

When in doubt, learn from Alicia's attitude.

Human attention spans are ultimately finite.

[The girl clings to you 24/7, and even when she's sleeping, she doesn't want to leave. She wants to stay on your bed, or even off the bed.]

[As long as she's by your side, it's fine. Whether she sleeps on the floor or under the bed, or even if you buy a portable doghouse for her to crawl into, she'll be happy.]

This kind of behavior, which disregards even the slightest dignity, is ultimately unacceptable. You would prefer the two of you to have an equal and harmonious relationship, allowing each of you to utilize your respective abilities to help the girl heal her emotional wounds, rather than having everything blamed on you, an ordinary person, and forced to bear the burden of a genius's future.

This isn't you being overly dramatic.

[But this burden is simply too heavy.]

A young girl's talent, a young girl's love.

[Even the smallest bit of it is not something someone as ordinary as you, someone who is utterly unique, could easily bear.]

If you weren't consciously controlling your thoughts, you probably wouldn't even be able to understand what the girl was saying.

For ordinary mortals, the thinking of geniuses is always leapfrog; there are always gaps in the process that should exist between each point.

You can't possibly be irresponsible and shirk your duties towards a young girl.

Although Wilvi thought it was unnecessary, you still decided to help her expand her social circle.

[Find a PhD student who is equally focused on research and has no history of suppressing successors to help clean up this walking garbage.]

"A Spiral Workshop dispatcher, the highest holder of ten doctoral degrees, and the man whom those fools call the greatest genius in human history."

The green-haired woman held a file in her hand, her slender fingers pinching a corner of the page. Her messy, untidy long hair resembled a dense forest in the deep darkness. Her cold, serpentine eyes were covered by flat-framed glasses, shimmering with a green hue. Her simple white coat revealed her fair collarbone and neck.

Her full breasts were outlined in a captivating shape, with a small section of fabric subtly cut out, revealing the astonishing cleavage within.

"Is that you?"

"Vilvi."

……

The answer in my hand was the girl's resume, without any errors or oddities, yet after comparing it, I still clenched my fist tightly, finding it hard to let go for a long time.

—A bit too obedient.

This was Mebius's first impression.

The type of ID photo in the archives is generally not fancy, so you can't tell any details just by looking at the identical and neat photos.

Only after meeting her in person can one truly sense the girl's inherent vulnerability and submissiveness.

That was something that even slightly flamboyant clothing couldn't hide.

Wearing a Western cowboy outfit with a steampunk vibe, black hot pants cinched her thighs, tightly binding her full legs and leaving marks. Her fair hands were placed on either side of her slightly chubby legs.

Her full chest was taut as if it might burst out at any moment, and the diamond-shaped opening revealed a deep cleavage. The gentleman's tuxedo-like collar was held together by only two thin straps intertwined in the middle of a transparent mesh, barely able to contain that beautiful sight.

Leather straps are visible everywhere, binding her slender waist. Steampunk-style gears and three black dots under her right eye form a unique logo.

Silver pupils, pink irises, delicate red lips, and a lowered head—she looked quite adorable. However, the almost overflowing weakness made her seem less like a genius and more like a depressed patient suffering from severe inferiority.

The bowler hat that is usually worn only by British gentlemen is quite unique in its aesthetic and not so common.