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

Miyuki Asakura realized that Chiba Academy was no longer a home she could escape to, but another bottomless hell.

Every word, even every glance, made the girl feel her body recall the humiliation and pain of that time.

Ahhh, she's no longer planning to transfer schools.

Never before had Miyuki Asakura understood so clearly that everywhere was hell.

At this point, the girl's heart was completely swallowed up by darkness.

December 6th, after school.

The source of her nightmares has come back to haunt her.

After her habitual, hopeless prayers, she was saved by a dazzlingly beautiful girl. Asakura Miyuki was a rare beauty, but she paled in comparison to that girl.

It was a unique charm born from the fusion of stunning looks and powerful qualities. For Asakura Miyuki, who had already grown weary of men, the allure of such charm was simply indescribable.

After she was completely stuck in a quagmire from which she could not climb out, she met her love.

For Miyuki Asakura, it was undoubtedly love.

However, this love is mixed with profound darkness and distortion.

"Ha...ha..." The girl buried her head in Kiana's hoodie, taking deep breaths. She inhaled the scent inside, her face gradually flushing. "You're from Chiba Academy too, right?"

Recalling the girl's moist cherry lips, her cold, aloof eyes like frozen lake, her slender waist that was faintly revealed when she took off her hoodie, and her fair thighs between her stockings and skirt, Asakura Miyuki's eyes became hazy, and the blush on her face deepened.

Without a doubt, it is "love".

25. Transfer student

2013年12月7日早7点30分。

"Kiana, this is a back-to-school gift I bought for you as the store manager." Su Qing'an handed the girl a delicate and cute pencil case.

Kiana gently shook the pencil case, her lips twitching slightly. It was full of pens and stationery. Did the shopkeeper really think of her as a child? Such a childish pencil case.

"It's pretty cute," she secretly added to herself.

"Anyway, I know that if Kiana were to prepare everything herself, she wouldn't even buy a pen, and she has no intention of studying properly at all." The boy looked at Kiana's face, which was beginning to wander, and quietly revealed the truth.

"Are you... joking? How could I be that kind of person?" Kiana stiffly looked away, carefully stuffing the pencil case into her bag.

"Alright. Then I hope I don't hear from Sato about Kiana daydreaming or sleeping in class, or not handing in her homework." Su Qing'an smiled kindly.

"No, no way."

Ah, Sato Yuno, I'm sentencing you to death. Kiana gritted her teeth at the thought of Sato Yuno being labeled a spy.

She had already begun to understand Su Qing'an's petty nature. However, yesterday he called her an idiot, and then the dishes for dinner were so spicy yet so delicious that they were irresistible. It was really too malicious.

So if Sato Yuno tells Su Qing'an that she fell asleep in class, wouldn't she be subjected to "abuse" again?

Unaware that she had already been labeled as malicious, Su Qing'an was saying goodbye to Kiana: "Alright, let's go to school. We can't be late on the first day of school."

"I know, Su Qing'an, you're so long-winded." Kiana stomped her little leather shoes and replied irritably.

"Well then, I'm going to school now. I'll be back this afternoon. Goodbye, Su Qing'an."

Watching the girl's quickening steps, Su Qing'an couldn't help but feel a little amused. She was actually looking forward to it, after all, Kiana hadn't had much schooling, so she wanted to experience this rare opportunity for school life.

He hoped she could adapt to school life quickly. Then, the boy became a little worried.

Forget about all that, I have very important things to do today.

After locking up the shop, Su Qing'an also left shortly after Kiana went out.

——Divider Line————

Ugh, so boring, so annoying, so frustrating.

Why, why, why?

Every minute and every second spent here made Asakura Miyuki restless and uneasy, as if the air she breathed was filled with an unbearable stench.

Endless malice stung her nerves like needles, her soul wailed and cried out, yet the girl remained expressionless, even occasionally flashing a polite smile.

Something must have broken down in her body. But asakura Miyuki could no longer recall exactly what broke down or when it happened.

Even though the girl was already like a half-broken doll, her primal human instincts were still warning her.

Don't think, refuse to think, stop thinking.

And so, everything returned to normal.

The girl was still a well-behaved student in the eyes of her teachers, a punching bag in the eyes of her classmates, and a good child in the eyes of her parents.

"Next, our class will welcome new students." The teacher said from the podium, which caught the attention of Miyuki Asakura.

A transfer student? Could it be her? Could it be her? Could it be her?

I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait.

Asakura Miyuki's expectations were not disappointed; after only a short while, a rare beauty with white hair and blue eyes walked in.

It's her! It's her! It's her! The girl's hand clenched the sweatshirt in the cabinet. As if by divine revelation, Asakura Miyuki felt this coincidence, as if guided by fate.

"My name is Kiana Kaslana, nice to meet you," the girl introduced herself curtly.

"This is Kiana, the transfer student who came to our class today. I hope everyone will take good care of her."

The female teacher spoke these words from the bottom of her heart, her tone kind and gentle.

A few days earlier, a handsome young man, whose name she wished to remain anonymous, had politely and sincerely greeted her with "gifts" and asked her to give some consideration to the foreign transfer student.

Kiana Kaslana.

Kiana, Kiana, Kiana. The girl murmured to herself, over and over again.

So, your name is Kiana. Her eyes grew even more moist, and an unnatural blush spread across the girl's fair face. Finally, disregarding the fact that she was in a classroom, she couldn't help but bury her face in the hoodie and gasp for breath.

Kiana, standing on the podium, took in this sickly and dazed look, but she couldn't understand the girl's behavior. She only realized that it was the person she had saved yesterday, and...

Her intuition told her that something felt off.

About half an hour later.

Asakura Miyuki, who was eager to strike up a conversation with Kiana, suffered a crushing defeat.

Because of her rare hair color, beautiful face, and even her aloof and ascetic expression, she was very popular at this girls' school.

Soon after she stood up, Kiana was surrounded by people.

Feeling out of place in the class atmosphere, Asakura Miyuki could only frown unhappily and sit down again to secretly observe Kiana.

"Kiana, Kiana, we can go to the shopkeeper's shop together today!" Sato Yuno said happily, excitedly lining up in the first line around Kiana's table.

Ugh, Sato Yuno is so annoying. Are you a spy? If I fall asleep in class, you'll definitely tell Su Qing'an. Just give me the death penalty right now.

Unbeknownst to Kiana, Sato Yuno, who had been sentenced to death twice, was still enjoying the happiness of having a friend in her class.

Is Kiana a foreigner?

Wow, your hair color is so beautiful! Is it natural?

"Your eyes are so beautiful!"

"Kiana, do you speak Japanese well? Shall I show you around the campus?"

"Sigh, Kiana already knew Sato before! I'm so envious. Where did Sato meet you?"

Questions came pouring in from those around her, and Kiana answered them selectively and methodically. Although her expression was habitually cold, her words were polite and elegant, a stark contrast to her usual casual demeanor when she was lounging on a Houmu pillow playing games with Su Qing'an.

Of course, being elegant and polite also implies a sense of distance.

So don't be fooled by Kiana's somewhat perfunctory and casual attitude towards Sato Yuno; she actually considers the girl a friend. Sato Yuno understands this to some extent, so Kiana's perfunctory and indifferent attitude is seen as tsundere cuteness in her eyes.

Well, when falsehood is taken for truth, even truth becomes falsehood; when truth is taken for falsehood, even falsehood becomes truth.

Whether Kiana is genuinely arrogant or truly disdainful is a matter of opinion.

26. This Hateful World (Part 1)

The person next to Kiana who seems to have known her for a long time is Sato Yuno.

Sato Yuno was one of the few girls in the class who never targeted her with malice. When she first transferred to the school, she couldn't help but speak up to stop people from slandering Asakura Miyuki. This seemingly honest and ordinary girl had courage and boldness that Asakura Miyuki did not have.

Speaking one's mind despite the prevailing atmosphere may seem immature to some, but to those being supported, such a person is incredibly noble, like a warm and precious ray of sunshine in a dark world.

If Miyuki Asakura hadn't broken down, she might have found some solace in it.

Unfortunately, no if.

So annoying, so annoying, so annoying, so annoying.

Why, why, why?

Why does Sato Yuno know Kiana before I do?

The girl's heart is now filled with nothing but a twisted and distorted "love" for Kiana, and a bottomless darkness. Even Sato Yuno, who once helped her, is now seen as just another person, and she even harbors murderous intent towards her.

She told herself to be patient, patient, patient, and not let Kiana notice anything unusual about her.

Otherwise, there's no way to get close to her properly.

"Patience, patience, patience," Asakura Miyuki murmured to herself.

Her expressionless face and jet-black eyes looked somewhat unsettling, but then she revealed a shy smile.

Beautiful and natural, as docile as a harmless fawn.

——Divider Line——

During lunch break.

Kiana sat on a less crowded bench on campus. The energy of the high school girls in this country was really overwhelming for her. She sighed inwardly and opened the lunchbox that Su Qing'an had prepared for her. It contained the normal amount of food for a girl.

After more than four weeks of contact, Su Qing'an had come to understand that although Kiana could eat a lot, that was because her upper limit for food intake was high. In reality, without extremely strenuous exercise, a normal girl's portion size would be enough to keep her from getting hungry.

In fact, during her years of wandering, she had encountered places where money was useless and experienced the hardship of not knowing where her next meal would come from. So when she had the means, she would subconsciously eat a lot of food. Whether it was out of love for food or a habitual vigilance for the future, no one could understand.

In short, at this moment, the girl picked up a piece of egg with her chopsticks, rolled it into her mouth, and her indifferent expression unconsciously softened, revealing a hint of a smile.

It's delicious. Su Qing'an deserves praise for not secretly adding chili as a prank.