Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

Subtle voids slowly gnawed out of her heart by something sharp, time and again. At every stage of her life, the woman named Himeko Murata was always forced to lose something.

It could be the death of a father, the ordinary future that can never be returned after the transplant of an artificial stigmata, the death of a close comrade-in-arms, or...

Su Qing'an will never wake up again.

That quiet and earnest child, that boy who always helplessly took the wine bottle from his own hand and called out to his sister.

He won't wake up.

91. The unconscious boy, Kiana's resolve.

2014 5 Month 7 Day.

early morning.

The boy lay on the pristine white hospital bed, his face pale and unhealthy, seemingly due to excessive blood loss.

The sunlight streaming in from the window rested on his cheeks like a gentle kiss.

Su Qing'an's expression was so serene that it gave off a somewhat lazy feeling. He seemed to be taking a nap with his eyes closed on an ordinary early spring afternoon, and he would open his eyes again after a while.

And those clear eyes still hold the spirit and purity of youth, like a white dove flapping its wings in the distance and the unchanging golden sea at dusk.

His profile faced the azure sky outside the window, and his delicate, spring-like eyebrows made him look somewhat slender. The feminine beauty that was usually hard to see in a young man was present in harmony at this moment.

Her black eyelashes had turned white from the sun, and her gentle and beautiful sleeping face was like a painting created by overlapping multiple elements.

Inside, you can feel the wind blowing from the Eiffel Tower, a small boat drifting leisurely on the canals of Venice, the Uyuni Salt Flats seen from above Bolivia, and the spray from the Seljalandsfoss waterfall at sunset...

But all the beauty was frozen in a fixed moment in time, and the boy's eyelashes remained unblinking for a very long time.

What should have been a lazy afternoon nap under the warm sun felt like a long and unreasonable slumber to the girl.

“Su Qingan…”

Kiana let out a sigh.

The girl's face was calm and indifferent. She tried her best to suppress all her emotions, but her eyes, when they lingered on the boy's face, still flashed with a hint of sadness and pain.

It's always the same.

Why are you always so unlucky?

Not long after you arrived in Changkong City, the city experienced its third collapse.

Even though Changkong City had already cleared out all the Honkai Beasts, you still arrived there badly injured and barely managed to survive before returning.

This time is no different; you were there again right when the headmaster had the accident.

Now look, things are much better.

You can finally get some rest, in... this way.

Her heart was being pierced and ravaged by some sharp emotion; the intense sorrow seemed to tear through her outer shell, causing the girl to experience phantom pain.

Kiana reached out and her fingertips carefully touched the boy's cheek and hair, as if she were handling a precious piece of porcelain.

The girl murmured:

There must be a way in this world to wake you up.

"I can't do it simply because I'm too weak."

"I'll do it soon, just get some rest before you wake up."

"Idiot store manager."

After leaving those words, Kiana turned and left. She had stayed long enough; for a full three hours, she had been sitting there, staring blankly at the fresh bouquet in the vase beside the hospital bed, her face expressionless.

She could always recall the scene when the boy asked her if she wanted to work here.

After careful recollection, it feels like it happened a very long time ago.

In just a few months, her world had been turned upside down one after another.

The time spent with Su Qing'an in the coffee shop is perhaps an indelible and important part of the girl's memories.

A breeze stirred a corner of the curtains, and in the empty hospital room, the boy slept soundly alone...

School clinic.

Sara Nishikujo frowned as she looked at the various data on the screen. She hadn't slept for a day and a night. Her desk was covered with miscellaneous documents and several packets of instant coffee.

Unwashed coffee cups lay haphazardly to the side, and the floor was covered with residue from accumulated soot.

She pressed her temples hard, trying to clear her head; the current situation was challenging the medical systems and knowledge she had learned.

In such a world, things related to Honkai are difficult to explain using common sense, especially those involving Herrschers.

Su Qing'an's current situation is quite simple; in the simplest terms, he is in a state where he cannot wake up.

Normally, if the function of the cerebral cortex is severely damaged, the victim will be in an irreversible deep coma and will be unconscious for a long period of time.

The subcortical center can continue to maintain spontaneous breathing and heartbeat.

This state is known as "vegetative state".

Patients in this state are also known as vegetative state patients.

Judging from the results alone, Su Qing'an is now practically in a vegetative state.

The problem is that although Su Qing'an's cerebral cortex is intact, his brainwaves are strangely weak, fluctuating only every few seconds.

In other words, physical factors alone are not the key to whether he can wake up, nor are they the culprit that prevents him from waking up.

This involves the knowledge gaps of Nishikujo Sara. Theoretically, it would be more appropriate for the Science Department to study this and arrive at the answer.

In fact, the Science Department has already resumed operations, but even so, it is completely helpless in dealing with Su Qing'an's situation.

This is understandable; without understanding the key points, it's impossible to know where to begin.

The only data available for reference now is the brainwave data of Theresa and Su Qing'an when they were both in a coma.

Through data comparison with similar data, Nishikujo Sara discovered a reality that left her speechless.

Compared to yesterday, Su Qing'an's brainwave activity was even lower. Although it was only a minor change, the fact that it was still declining while she was in a drowsy state was an extremely dangerous sign.

This matter cannot be told to Sato Yuno and Himeko yet. If they were to learn of the reality that this boy is slowly walking towards death, Nishikujo Sara would find it difficult to predict their reactions.

Leaving aside Himeko Murata, her concern was naturally about the well-worn issue of the rate of Stigmata erosion.

However, Yuno Sato is in a more troublesome situation.

This child was already abnormal, and after becoming a pseudo-Herrscher, her emotions were more likely to get out of control than those of a normal person.

The residual information from the broken consciousness has the effect of making people irritable and easily angered. Sato Yuno, whose emotions are already difficult to stabilize, is not suitable to know about this.

Even she could see just how special and important Su Qing'an was to her.

Last night, the girl returned to the school looking sharp and decisive. She seemed to still carry the traces of Siberian snow and wind, and her gaze toward everything was sharp and indifferent.

This girl, who was essentially very disciplined, showed no intention of reporting her mission or handing over her duties. Instead, she asked Nishikujo Sara:

"Where is Su Qing'an? I need to see him."

When you face such a resolute and determined gaze, it's hard to refuse, especially since it wasn't a demanding request at all.

Thus, the pseudo-hero's power completely healed the boy's injuries.

Even after seeing it more than once, Nishikujo Sara was still amazed by the power and wonder of the power.

But what impressed women the most was the moment when the girl saw the boy, and the icy killing intent in her eyes, like a frozen lake, completely dissipated into tenderness.

Su Qing'an, without realizing it, you have become very important to many people.

Even I don't want you to die like this.

The woman sighed inwardly, continuing to search for a glimmer of hope amidst the massive amount of data.

92. Sato Yuno was powerless to do anything.

afternoon.

The temperature was exceptionally pleasant today, and a gentle breeze was blowing through the girl's skirt and long hair.

Sato Yuno stood outside the door for a long time, as if hesitating and being timid about something, and hesitated to knock on the door.

She was holding a fresh bouquet of flowers, which she had bought from the florist.

St. Freya Academy receives a large amount of supplies from the outside world almost every month, including these fresh bouquets that can bring joy to people's minds and bodies.

At the end of each month, the school lets students choose the type of flowers from the supplies that will be delivered at the beginning of the following month.

Of course, having the right to vote is contingent on not failing the end-of-month summary, so this can be considered a kind of indirect incentive mechanism.

The girl is holding a bouquet of baby's breath, which clearly represents some of the preferences of the students at St. Freya Academy.

In fact, if she were to use her powers to visit a patient, she could have easily created a more suitable and beautiful bouquet, just as she did with Bronya.

However, when this matter was placed on Su Qing'an, even such a trivial detail was of great concern to Sato Yuno.

Honkai is awful. The Honkai that is gradually sweeping across the world is something that Sato Yuno must oppose and resist.

The powers born from the very nature of the Honkai are also unavoidable when used to heal the boy, but if used for visiting...

Sato Yuno thought it was dirty.

The bouquet created by the power was undoubtedly real and without any falsehood, and when it was given to Shinbara Yu and Bronya, Sato Yuno did not feel anything was wrong.

Because it's just a flower, it only represents a flower.

For some reason, when the recipient of the bouquet was Su Qing'an, those deep-seated thoughts were magnified infinitely.

It's dirty, very dirty.

Perhaps even she herself didn't realize that when facing that boy, the slight arrogance she felt due to being influenced by the pseudo-Herrscher would melt away like ice and snow, turning into a little bit of inferiority.

Why would she feel inferior? It doesn't make sense. She's already amazing. Even in St. Freya Academy, where beauties abound, Sato Yuno stands out. She carved out her own place among a bunch of busty, long-legged, fair-skinned, and beautiful Valkyries.

If St. Freya Academy were to adopt certain rules or create a school beauty ranking, she would definitely be on that list.

Even so, inferiority is still inferiority.

It's like when you've been walking alone through a long, dark night for a very long time, and just when you're thinking of giving up, you see the light.