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

"Hey, Raiden Mei, come find Kiana sometime. All she does is play games all day. As her senior, could you please help me keep an eye on her studies? I'll pay you 4,500 yen per hour. If you're interested, you can come to my shop."

The girl paused for a moment, then replied, "I'll consider it."

He then left the temple.

"...Su Qing'an! Do I, a girl as smart as you, need someone to teach me how to study?" Kiana instantly bristled.

"You've been sleeping through math class the whole time, and you're only really active in PE. If this keeps up, you're going to fail your exams," the boy sighed helplessly.

Su Qing'an's information came from Kiana's homeroom teacher, but Kiana, unaware of this, blamed Sato Yuno.

Give me the death penalty, Sato Yuno! (＃｀皿')<>

"Su Qing'an, forget it. How can I let you spend money!" Kiana said righteously.

"Kiana, what are you talking about? Of course, we'll pay for your tutor with your salary."

"???" The girl's little head was filled with big questions.

"Kiana, your food expenses for the past month totaled 53 yen." Su Qing'an smiled, his smile refined and approachable.

"??? I...I...I understand, I'll study hard! I'll pass the exam, okay?!" Kiana's murderous intent towards Sato Yuno deepened.

32. The so-called daily life

Sato Yuno is 15 years old and a first-year student at Chiba Academy High School.

She's been in a bad mood lately.

Police stated that Miyuki Asakura died because she resisted arrest and attempted to continue killing, resulting in her being shot dead on the spot.

She remembered that girl; she first learned about her from hearing that Asakura Miyuki had been defiled at her previous school.

She was a beautiful girl with raven-black hair cascading down like a waterfall, eyes as dark as the night sky, and skin as white as snow. Elegant and serene, her dignified and proper demeanor, coupled with her excellent academic performance, made her the ideal woman for many girls. And Asakura Miyuki was just such a person.

So when she was being trampled in the mud, it seemed like none of those people minded coming up and stepping on her.

But in Sato Yuno's eyes, Asakura Miyuki was never such an unattainable existence. In her view, she was just a pretty, ordinary girl with a pure and shy smile.

Why should a girl like this have to endure unreasonable malice from others after experiencing such a thing?

Sato Yuno's values ​​and inner self would never allow her to drift with the tide as the atmosphere changed; she is a person with a sense of justice and courage.

So she casually expressed her feelings.

Why? Why should the injured be pointed at and treated so cruelly?

This makes no sense, and it's certainly not what's considered correct.

Even if she only understood some of the malice that person faced, Sato Yuno's world lost its original black-and-white color.

For the first time, she realized that human malice could be so pure and immense. Rejecting the atmosphere, Sato Yuno was also trapped in invisible isolation. Friends who were once close to her and could talk about interesting things gradually distanced themselves from her.

But it's okay. If you would abandon your friends for this, then that's only the level of affection you have.

Sato Yuno made this judgment, feeling somewhat lonely but not regretful.

It was during this time that she saw a deserted coffee shop near the school, and Sato Yuno walked in as if possessed; perhaps she needed this tranquility.

"Wow, your mocha doesn't have chocolate syrup?" The girl was a little surprised, her eyes widened slightly, and her pale lips, the color of cherry blossoms in April, curved into a joyful smile.

"Hmm." It was a boy who wasn't much older than her. His indifferent expression gave his handsome face a cool and aloof feel.

"It's Yemeni coffee beans inside, you're definitely going to lose money at this price," the girl complained after looking at the prices on the menu.

"...I'm glad you like it." The boy's expression wasn't as indifferent as before, and Sato Yuno thought she saw happiness on his face, though she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination.

Surprisingly easy to understand, this store manager.

"I've passed by here so many times, and your shop is only open this time. When do you usually open?" the girl asked, twirling her long hair between her fingers.

"It depends on my mood," the boy, who was habitually wiping the bar, replied casually.

"Ugh! What do you mean by 'depending on my mood'? What if I want coffee?" The girl, shocked by this absurd answer, couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief.

Upon hearing this, the boy handed his phone to the girl.

"What are you doing?" The girl, who hadn't quite caught up yet, looked a little dazed.

"Add me on email yourself. Message me when you want a drink." The boy seemed unaccustomed to socializing, and his words were concise and to the point.

"This is a little embarrassing," the girl said, adding the boy's contact information without hesitation.

"Oh right, I haven't asked you your name yet," the girl said, waving her phone and pointing to the place where names were saved in her contacts.

“…Su Qingan.”

"Oh, you're from China? My name is Sato Yuno, and I'm a first-year student at Chiba Academy. I'll be bothering you to make me coffee without hesitation from now on, so nice to meet you!" Compared to the boy, the girl's response was energetic and refreshingly cute.

After that, Sato Yuno and Su Qing'an became friends.

The only regular customer at this coffee shop was Sato Yuno, but the boy didn't seem to care. It seemed that for him, running a shop was just a way of life, not an essential part of it.

According to Sato Yuno, Su Qing'an is a bit withdrawn. At first, he would only respond passively when you talked to him, and he would only take the initiative to approach you after you became very familiar with him.

If it weren't for the fact that Sato Yuno is an adorable chatterbox who isn't afraid of awkward silences, most people wouldn't be able to get along with her at all.

But Sato Yuno knew that although the boy didn't like to talk, he listened very attentively when she spoke. For example, when she casually mentioned her preference for coffee, the coffee she drank afterwards perfectly matched the taste she had mentioned.

Therefore, she felt that the boy was a thoughtful and gentle person, for example, there was always a cat food bowl placed at the entrance of the coffee shop.

But at the same time, he was very lonely.

His lifestyle had become completely fixed, and Sato Yuno seemed to be able to see him living a lonely life until he was eighty years old.

However, Su Qing'an seems to have changed recently. The coffee shop is open more often, and she even hired a beautiful foreign girl as a waitress.

However, Sato Yuno's sensitive female intuition told her that he was even more lonely than before. It was as if there was a transparent glass separating him from the world, and he was always on edge, as if he were walking a tightrope and would fall into the abyss if he wasn't careful.

It was an indescribable understanding; although his words and actions hadn't changed much, she could still sense it.

Only when the boy was petting the stray cats that came to eat cat food at the door could she see a moment of true relaxation on his face.

She understood that it must be some kind of indescribable emotion or thing, and all Sato Yuno could do was increase the frequency of her visits to him and spend more time with him.

But, well. Sato Yuno believed that one day, that boy wouldn't show that bewildered expression.

Sato Yuno cherishes these ordinary and mundane daily routines.

My mother once said that nothing lasts forever.

Even the most ordinary days now may evoke fond memories and tender feelings in one's heart.

"Yuno, wake up! It's so late, you're going to be late!"

"Oh dear! I'll get up right away."

Even on days like these, when her mother gently scolds her for sleeping in and being late for school, Sato Yuno still feels happy.

"If only things could stay like this forever," thought Yuno Sato as she jogged to school, munching on her bread.

33. Half-step Dust-free

Name: Su Qing'an

Gender: Male

[Strength: 18.3]

[Min: 19.4]

【Body：20.6】

[Soul Essence: 39.11]

Honkai Energy Resistance: 30 (Low/Maximum)

[Technique: Tai Xuan Style]

[Evaluation: Your combat abilities far surpass those of an ordinary human. Your Honkai energy resistance reaches the limit for a normal male human. Aside from the special nature of your soul, you possess Honkai energy resistance sufficient to survive normally in areas with high concentrations of Honkai energy.]

[A message: Your soul possesses a special quality; having undergone two near-death experiences, it has automatically ascended to four times the level of an ordinary person. Use this unique advantage to survive in this chaotic apocalypse.]

After six weeks of continuous honing of his swordsmanship, Su Qing'an discovered that everything about him had reached its limit.

The growth trend of his body's three-dimensional strength is getting slower and slower. He has reason to suspect that after the attribute reaches 25, the effect of the modified Taixu Sword Qi on increasing physical abilities will almost completely disappear.

His Honkai energy resistance remained at 30, and no matter how much he honed his sword heart, it was to no avail. Even the modified version of the Void Sword Qi given by the gods could only reach the limit of his own body.

Essentially, the power of the Taixu Sword Qi is merely to allow an insect to break free from its cocoon and transform into a butterfly; to go further, it is already a matter of life level.

Su Qing'an currently sees no possibility of breaking through this limit, which means that because his soul essence, which is superior to that of ordinary people, leads to an excessively large Honkai energy cycle, he will not dare to break through to the realm of Wuchen.

The limit of Honkai energy resistance determines the upper limit of Kenshin.

He could vaguely sense that if he broke through to the Dustless Realm, his body would be at risk of transforming into a Death Warrior.

Therefore, after understanding this limit, he could only reduce the time he spent cultivating the Sword Heart Technique, keeping himself at the limit of the Still Water Realm.

Even if he forcibly breaks through to the Dustless Realm, he guesses that the Honkai Beasts he can defeat are limited to the remaining one to three lower-rank Honkai Beasts below the Temple.

Honkai Beasts are roughly divided into seven types from low to high: Assault Class, Knight Class, Ballista Class, Chariot Class, Temple Class, Emperor Class, and Judgment Class.

Among them, the Assault Class, Chariot Class, Knight Class, Ballista Class, and Temple Class are all lower-rank Honkai Beasts, while the Emperor Class and Judgment Class are higher-rank Honkai Beasts.

Aside from lower-rank Honkai Beasts like the Honkai Emperor, whose combat power is at its peak, even the gigantic Temple-class Honkai Beasts are terrifying opponents that he cannot defeat.

Therefore, he did not intend to risk becoming a suicide soldier to break through to the Dustless Realm in order to improve his combat power without being able to completely guarantee his life safety.

As long as he can sneak into St. Freya Academy, he will be safe for the time being.

Instead of living in constant fear and anxiety, as if death is chasing us every day.

He feared the battle; he was afraid of the injury and pain that might come.

However, his terrifying self-control allowed him to maintain his normal, everyday facade, and the closer the time got to the collapse, the more unstable his emotions became.

Anxiety and unease, fear and anger, hatred and loneliness are all poured into the flames in the lake of the heart, turning into blazing firewood.

This way, Su Qing'an can calm down and regain her composure.

There are still three months left, he can prepare more. Don't panic, don't be afraid. No matter what you face, even life and death, a martial artist should face it with composure.

Recalling the old man's teachings, the boy's restless heart would gradually calm down.