I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

But they will become gods after all, and the closer they get to the end, the easier it will be for them to lose control. If the Mercury Snake is not satisfied with the ending, it will have no choice but to return to eternal damnation.

As for the previous idea of ​​reorganizing the script, Mercury Snake has not yet decided.

After all, the current script is okay.

What he is currently worried about is how to get Fujii Ren to focus on Margaret.

It doesn't mean that Fujii Ren can't choose other women.

It would be enough if he could do his duty and guide Mary from seeking truth to being a tyrant.

By then, whatever happens to Fujii Renai will have lost her usefulness.

After all, what follows is the goddess' solo dance performance, and the Mercury Snake will eliminate all irrelevant actors!

ps: Sorry for the late update today, I have something to do at home...........................................

Chapter 22: Himuro Reia: How can I not be afraid of death?

The God who reigns supreme over all things in the universe looks down upon everything in the world.

There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, no emotional fluctuations at all.

After all, the entire world under the throne of God is just a comic book that has been read countless times in the eyes of Mercury Snake.

Even though he will have different changes near the end, it is still more of a sense of déjà vu.

Such boring waiting made the Mercury Snake extremely painful.

That's why he looks forward to and desires the unknown so much, even if that unknown is associated with death, he is willing to accept it.

In his world, there is nothing he hates because he looks down on everything equally.

"Will this reincarnation be successful?"

Mercury Snake turned his gaze towards Suwahara, who was in charge of Starscream, and then looked at the members of the Black Round Table who were still active in the human world.

His eyes swept over the Valkyrie Beatrice, the Death Eater Sakurai Kai, the Witch Rusalka, the Vampire Wilhelm, Starscream and others one by one.

He finally looked at the person in charge of Starscream, and watched calmly and indifferently as the man who played the clown and small roles was busy at work.

Starscream was ordered by him to train Zarathustra after the war.

Mercury Snake was fully aware of the other party's secret movements, but there was no need to care about them.

Besides, what else can this Red Spider do successfully except creating a Suwahara?

Mercury Snake took a look at the copy of Fujii Lian created by Red Spider, that is, Duanmu Lian.

Hmm… a minor character that will quietly wither away in a corner.

Mercury Snake had no feelings or emotions towards Starscream's attempt to copy God's creation.

After all, it's all fait acquaintance.

He didn't have much impression of the fake made by the other party.

In the field of humanity, Starscream can be considered excellent.

But in areas outside of humanity, he is truly insignificant.

No matter how many times he reincarnates, this Red Spider will definitely be the first cannon fodder to die at the hands of his son Fujii Ren.

It's not worth it for Mercury Snake to look at him any more.

...........

At the same time, on the rooftop of Suwahara School,

Duan Mulian, who was eating her lunch box, paused for a moment, and a subtle, barely visible emotion flashed in her eyes.

Just now, he felt an extremely terrifying feeling.

How should I put it? He was like a bacterium or a cell, being glanced at through a microscope.

Although it was just a glance, it was like a dinosaur looking at an ant, and Duanmulian's hair almost stood on end.

However, he remained calm on the surface and continued to do his own thing quietly, as if he didn't notice anything.

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly, a plain and ethereal voice interrupted Duanmulian's thoughts.

He slowly turned his head and saw a little girl with short silver hair, staring at him with her crystal purple eyes.

Theresa, or rather, Reia Himuro, is Duanmulian's target of surveillance.

During this time at school, he never took the initiative to contact the other party. After all, Starscream only said he wanted to monitor him.

Although he said so, contrary to his wishes, he and Himuro Reia still had some interactions.

“When eating, chew slowly and enjoy the delicious food.”

Duanmu Lian was no longer surprised by Bingshi Reia's active approach.

He knew that it was not because of his charm that attracted little girls. After all, Himuro Reia was not a normal girl.

"I'm so hungry. I forgot to bring my lunch box today. I only bought a kimchi and sour plum sandwich. Can we exchange it?"

Bingshi Reia calmly raised the plastic bag in her hand, then stared at the two lunch boxes that Duan Mulian had placed on the bench.

"Please don't take your dark cuisine taste as everyone's preference."

Duan Mulian put down the lunch box with an indifferent expression, and reached out to take the bag of sandwiches from Bingshi Lingai.

Then, he threw it into the trash can in front of the other person's unhappy look, and handed the lunch box beside him to the other person.

Duanmu Lian doesn't care what others think of her, so naturally she doesn't care what Bingshi Reiai feels.

"No girl will like Fujii-kun in the future."

After taking the lunch box, Himuro Reia curled her lips and said something sarcastically to the other party.

The sandwich that I liked was devalued by the other party and thrown into the trash can in front of me.

For a sensitive girl, it's really hurtful.

Although, this was not the first time Duanmu Lian had done this.

"For me, dying alone is a luxury."

Bingshi Ling'ai, who opened the lunch box and was about to taste the rich and delicious food inside, paused slightly after hearing Duanmulian's bland words.

She glanced at the other person, seeming to want to say something but hesitated, but still started eating her lunch box in silence.

This is how they get along with each other. Duanmu Lian, who has no friends, and Bingshi Reia, who has no friends, are silent most of the time when they are together.

The only bond for communication is the lunch box in the hand.

He has been to food shows such as Food Wars!, Cooking Master Boy, and Gourmet Prisoner, and his cooking skills are extraordinary.

In order to pretend that she is ordinary, Duanmulian plans to open a restaurant when she grows up, and then quietly wait for this death to come, buying time for herself who is working hard.

"Fujii-kun... Tell me, how can a person not be afraid of death?"

Himuro Reia, who was eating her lunch box, swallowed the food in her mouth and suddenly spoke.

At this moment, she lowered her head, as if she didn't want Duan Mulian to see her expression and eyes.

Even without looking, Duanmulian could feel the atmosphere of fear and terror coming from the girl beside her.

“It’s simple. If you don’t embrace happiness, don’t experience beauty, and don’t have expectations for everything in this world, you won’t be afraid of death.”

Duanmulian was chewing the tempura in her mouth. Even though the supreme deliciousness was bursting in her mouth, the sense of déjà vu made all the deliciousness turn into cloying taste.

As for Himuro Reia's question, he naturally knew the reason.

"...Why?"

After hearing Duanmulian's answer, Bingshi Reia was a little confused for a moment.

Can we not be afraid of death if we don't pursue happiness or expectations? What is the principle behind this?

"Let me explain it to you with a story."

Duan Mulian slowly put down the lunch box in her hand, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and said calmly: "Once upon a time, there was a village with a thriving population. The people in this village were very superstitious about gods, so there was a rule in the village that the villagers must offer a girl to the gods every eight years, so that they could ensure a good harvest."

Bingshi Reia shuddered unconsciously all over, not because the story told by Duanmulian was scary, but because she directly put herself into the role of the little girl.

Moreover, such stories are very common in Japanese history.

After all, there is such a traditional belief in Japan.

That is to put living people into walls, pillars or some other buildings as human pillars and sacrifices to the gods.

"The one chosen was a little girl who lived with her mother. Her mother was heartbroken and wanted to save her daughter, but as a woman she had no way of resisting the entire village and could not escape. The villagers chose them because they were orphans and widows."

Can't resist, can't escape...

Himuro Reia's eyes looked even more strange, but she couldn't help but feel a little envious of the girl in the story.

After all, there were people on the other side trying to save her.

And she... had none.

However, what Duanmu Lian said next made Bingshi Reia confused.

"There are still two years before the time to offer sacrifices to the gods. During these two years, the mother imprisoned her child. The love she once had for her daughter turned into indifference and alienation. The girl was in pain. She didn't know what she had done wrong. She kept apologizing to her mother, hoping that she could forgive her and become the mother who loved her before."

"But the woman did not waver. Instead, she kept telling her distressed daughter that living in this dirty world would always be painful."

"During these two years, the girl was completely numb and stopped crying. She was not afraid until the villagers killed her and offered her to the so-called gods. After her daughter died, the mother also hanged herself."

Duanmu Lian finished his story and, not paying any attention to the confused Bingshi Reia beside him, he packed up his lunch box.

"Why, why?"

"what do you mean?"

"Why would that mother do that to her daughter!?"

Himuro Reia didn't understand. She really didn't understand why the woman in the story had changed her attitude towards her daughter.

The whole story seems full of contradictions to Ling Ai.

Since the woman seemed to no longer love her daughter, why did she commit suicide after her daughter's death?

"That was a mother's last mercy and love for her daughter."

"...Mercy and love!?"

"Yes."

Duan Mulian nodded, he turned his head, his expression calm and indifferent, looking at Bingshi Lingai calmly and said:

"She knew her daughter would die, but death is a terrifying and terrible thing for anyone. A girl who has seen so much beauty in the world, has lived a happy life, and has high expectations of a mother who loves her would definitely not want to die. So the only thing the mother could do was to numb the girl's spirit, making her fearless of death and even looking forward to its arrival."

“People who have always been in happiness and joy must not want it to end, so they fear death.”

“People who are constantly in pain and misery will inevitably look forward to an early end, so they are not afraid of death.”

At this point, Himuro Reia fell completely silent.

And from this story, I completely understood what Duanmu Lian meant before.

How can I not be afraid of death?

It’s simple. If you don’t have any expectations or thoughts about life, how can you be afraid of death?

In the story of Duanmu Lian, the mother did that just to numb her daughter's mind so that she would not suffer too much when she died.

To put it bluntly, this is actually the same as injecting anesthesia before surgery so that the person being operated on does not feel anything, so that the surgery can be performed.

"Come to me from time to time to exchange lunch boxes. You who want to taste delicious food are also experiencing the beauty of life. After all, the dead can't eat. There are so many beautiful things that can be experienced when alive, so no one wants death to end those beautiful things."

After Duan Mulian finished speaking, she turned around and left the rooftop with her lunch box.

Only Himuro Reia was left, sitting alone on the bench, clutching the lunch box in her hand.

The breeze blew through the girl's hair, slightly lifting some of her silver hair and revealing her sad expression.