Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Jiang Cheng found it somewhat incomprehensible; with the limited information he currently possessed, it would take a considerable amount of time to make sense of the logic.

However, the overwhelming sadness at this moment made it difficult for the boy to continue thinking rationally.

It seems that overly realistic simulations are not necessarily a good thing.

"Ugh……"

The boy rubbed his furrowed brows, lowered his head, and tried to numb himself with the homework in his textbook.

It is located in the far east of Changkong City.

Although this country is much more relaxed than the neighboring country, there is no situation where you have to get up at six in the morning and go home at eleven to continue doing homework.

However, as the school that Mei once attended, it is also the most prestigious academy.

The difficulty level was so high that most people could only ignore it.

—It's meaningless.

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over those questions that once seemed quite obscure and difficult to understand, even making people want to travel through time and beat the great man to death with a stick.

— It's as simple as one plus one equals two.

It's not that it's not difficult, but it's about the same as breathing.

He can even find a simpler and more efficient solution than the one described in the textbook or homework with just a glance.

Being a genius isn't necessarily a good thing; at least you can't even be distracted.

"Ugh."

Jiang Cheng sighed again, finished his homework in a daze, and lightly teased the pencil in his hand with his fingertips, casually starting to spin it in exquisite circles.

The speed was so fast that the fluorescent material on the pen cap shimmered like a mirror.

Let's take a casual walk.

There's no point in staying any longer.

The boy stretched and caught the last train, following the crowd who left the school building with considerable style, until they came into view under the setting sun.

As the setting sun gradually dipped westward, its crimson rays lingered hidden in the clouds and mist, disappearing into the western horizon along the endless road.

The honking of countless luxury cars filled the road, making the classical school appear unexpectedly empty.

It's getting late; it's time to get out of school.

It's time to start club activities.

The vast aristocratic campus covers an extremely large area, and in addition to its luxurious teaching buildings and residences, it also perfectly integrates a large number of student clubs.

Compared to the clubs in elementary schools, it's like a waste of high school if a student doesn't participate in such a department.

However, they didn't participate in any of the special baseball clubs, tennis clubs, or even anime clubs. Going back to high school was already difficult enough, and they didn't want to make things more complicated for themselves. Anyway, all of that would be gone in one round of collapse.

Given the choice, he didn't want to make too many friends in a city that was bound to fall.

The tragedy was already inevitable, and the friends would only suffer more grief.

It's not some ordinary world.

Even the world's jewel, the Moth of Flame, and even a top genius like Vervie, could easily perish in a single massive collapse.

Even when people greeted Jiang Cheng on the street, and even when several seemingly ill-intentioned female classmates invited him to ride in their luxury cars.

The boy simply declined, minimizing his conversations and interactions with others as much as possible.

The setting sun shines, a place of return.

Walking along the quiet path, with classic bluestone bricks paved through the dense forest, one can feel a rare sense of peace and tranquility on the way home.

In the distance, the chirping of insects never ceased; they occasionally appeared and disappeared among the tender green shoots. Green leaves and cherry blossoms, carried by the gentle breeze, softly brushed against the hem of clothing. Pure spring water flowed quietly by, and the distant sound of car horns seemed to drift in from afar.

This tranquil atmosphere, unseen even in a luxurious metropolis, was suddenly disrupted when a young girl squatting by the pool appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

An exceptionally beautiful woman.

Her long, purplish-red hair almost touched the ground, carrying a hint of earthy freshness, and was gently styled into a single ponytail with an elegant bow.

Her tall figure gave her an air of superiority, even when she was squatting. The black sailor uniform accentuated her curvaceous figure, and her full thighs and calves, encased in black pantyhose, pressed together slightly.

The slightly tight tightness of the pantyhose perfectly showcased her buttocks, which even a short skirt could barely cover, only barely concealing a portion of their edges, perfectly outlining her sexy legs without an ounce of excess fat.

Her slender, white fingertips gently caressed her face. Her eyes, typically those of a Yamato Nadeshiko from the Far East, were slightly lowered, her rosy lower lip gently bitten, as if holding a thousand thoughts within it.

Only those purple, starry eyes seemed to have had their inner ocean drained, every drop of water taken away by the sudden disaster, leaving only a thin film covering them, harshly reflecting the color of the sky.

It was lifeless, devoid of any emotion, and even its reflection was merely a basic display of color.

The girl's slender figure made one worry that a sudden gust of wind might blow her over and cause her to fall into the pool in front of her.

She possessed such an attitude, such gentleness, and such a reclusive nature that was only slightly less pronounced than that of Vervière.

There can only be one outcome.

The pace of life in Jiangcheng unconsciously came to a standstill.

what……

Is it such a coincidence?

……

——Raiden Mei.

She was once a famous figure at Senba Academy. As the richest man in the Far East and the daughter of Raiden Ryoma, she was surrounded by countless admirers and fans. Her decisive and efficient demeanor even earned her the title of "Queen of Thunder".

She excelled academically and made significant progress in kendo; her past life was no less impressive than that of a Mary Sue novel's heroine.

Even if they don't take over the family business in the future, the wealth they possess will be enough for an ordinary person to have worked their way up from the dawn of humanity.

If her father, Lei Dian Long Ma, hadn't been caught misappropriating funds and been sent to prison.

Unfortunately, in this cruel world, there are no "what ifs".

The title of "Queen of Thunder" is now a thing of the past.

The current mention of it is merely for irony.

The supporters and admirers who once surrounded him collapsed and twisted in an instant, turning into critics, deniers, and insulters at lightning speed.

The speed was so fast that even the traditional face-changing art next door couldn't compare, and the girl was completely unaware of the changes that had occurred in her former friend's heart.

—Until the moment it is personally trampled upon.

The only person existing here now is the daughter of a financial fraudster, an ordinary girl despised by thousands, bullied and trampled on at will, and even maliciously harmed by someone named Cocolia.

I dared not stay in the teaching building, dared not stay in the classroom, dared not go back to my room, and even dared not go to my favorite kendo club.

You need to avoid any place where there are people, and any place where there might be other people.

The shoes stored there must have been filled with nails and razor blades by someone else, the table must have been covered with insults and abuse, and someone else must have prepared a lot of dirty words to attack—these are things we don't even need to think about.

Raiden Mei can only stay here, on this forest path where no one will ever come.

As long as you can't see other people...

Then we won't get hurt, right?

Her purple eyes no longer seemed to reflect the clear lake water before her, but were truly filled with countless, almost overflowing, sorrows.

……

Are you Raiden Mei?

……

……

what……

Has someone else found out again?

They had clearly already hidden here.

Are you going to be bullied and insulted again?

'The daughter of a con artist!'

'Your whole family are liars!'

Even though the voice that greeted her clearly had no malicious intent, the girl still imagined and imagined the insults and accusations she had prepared.

"Feel sorry……"

"I will leave here."

Her heart, ravaged by countless humiliations, could no longer muster any courage. All the girl could do was rise and bow respectfully to the person in the distance.

They chose to back down and beg for mercy before the other party had even finished speaking.

This is the former Queen of Thunder's current appearance.

Until that voice, so close at hand, was finally heard.

"Hello, Raiden Mei."

"—Do you also like quiet?"

……

Eh……

Eh.

Eh?

Isn't it a scolding?

why?

Even though she wasn't verbally abused, being scolded, belittled, or bullied was a good thing, the girl only felt... when she bent down.

——I can’t understand it.