Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

The father's followers felt great sympathy for the poor girl, but they could only lament and pity without offering her any help.

Her father forbade Sesshouin Kiara from having any contact with the secular world, and the only support the girl had in her childhood was the Andersen fairy tales left by believers as gifts.

Over time, Sesshouin Kiara came to the conclusion that "humans cannot save people," and she even began to doubt whether she was the only "human" in fairy tales.

It wasn't until recently, when Sesshouin Kiara came into contact with the internet, that she was able to open the door to a new world.

Although the internet has greatly enriched the girl's inner world, her view of "humanity" has not changed.

It could even be said that the internet further confirmed her point of view.

Sesshouin Kiara recounted her experiences on the message board, but only received a series of bland words of comfort.

If you don't care about someone in real life, you'll be even less likely to care about them online.

Perhaps they heard about the girl's tragic experience in the morning, but forgot about it completely by noon.

Sesshouin Kiara began to believe: There is no one anywhere who is willing to save me.

Apart from "me", there are no real "human beings" in this world.

But... this person seems different.

Although it's just online social interaction, Mr. "Wu Ming" is genuinely paying attention to "me".

On the computer screen, "Wu Ming" continued his reasoning.

"Anonymous: I greatly admire Miss Yaobikuni's vast knowledge; it's as if you know everything—"

However, this only applies to information available online.

If you observe carefully, you'll find many signs of naiveté in your remarks, like a sheltered young lady, haha.

Sesshouin Kiara swallowed hard: "..."

"Yaobikuni: Is there anything else?"

Anonymous: Also, you seem to have a very deep understanding of medicine.

To have some knowledge of this kind of professional topic, you'd either be a doctor, a medical student, or a patient...

Considering that others spend most of their time working and studying, while you spend almost all your time online, the latter possibility is significantly higher.

Based on the above, I presume you are a patient undergoing long-term closed treatment at a facility.

Sesshouin Kiara fell silent.

The conclusion of "Unnamed" reasoning is whatever it may be.

This was the first time in her life that she had felt cared for by others.

It's not pity, nor sympathy, nor is it just playing along; it's genuine concern for oneself.

They were just online friends who had never met in person.

"If it were him, maybe..."

Sesshouin Kiara bit her lip and typed out a message.

"Yabikuni: If... all your reasoning is correct."

I actually have an incurable disease and don't have much time left.

If I said that, what would you do? Would you help me?

After this message was sent, the chat room went silent.

Sesshouin Kiara thought with disappointment: As expected, this person also…

Anonymous: Of course.

"..."

The girl covered her mouth.

Anonymous: Is there anything I can do to help you?

"Wu Ming: Actually, I have some medical knowledge, maybe I can cure your illness."

"Wu Ming: You might not believe me... If possible, could we meet up?"

Wuming: Uh, sorry, I forgot you can't move around freely. I'll come find you.

"Anonymous: Which hospital is it? I'll try my best to get there before the weekend."

"Anonymous: Could you leave me your phone number?"

"Unnamed: Miss Yaobikuni? Are you still there?"

Text kept popping up in the chat room, one paragraph after another.

Sesshouin Kiara stared intently at the screen.

It was filled with a passion she had never felt before in her life.

It wouldn't be surprising if he were mistaken for an online scammer, given his attentiveness.

When she came to her senses, Sesshouin Kiara was already in tears.

"Finally found... other than 'me,' 'humans.'"

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Volume 1, Chapter 21: Meeting in person?

"It's screwed..."

Shirou collapsed onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, then covered his face in shame.

He was immediately moved after hearing the heartfelt words of "Yabikuni".

Shirou couldn't control his emotions and sent a whole bunch of messages in a blur.

It seems they want to meet up again.

He then offered to go see her first.

Once he calmed down, Shirou realized how embarrassing his previous remarks had been.

The other party is just using "what if" statements; you're being way too attentive!

Putting yourself in his shoes, if a complete stranger said these things to you, Shirou would also feel disgusted.

"Yabikuni" has not replied for half an hour.

Shirou felt that he was definitely being treated as a liar or someone with ulterior motives.

Sigh, it seems that the relationship with the online friend I finally made has come to an end.

Let this experience serve as a lesson; I should pay more attention to maintaining a sense of distance when interacting with others in the future.

"I wonder if Yaobikuni really has a terminal illness..."

Shirou got up to turn off the computer.

A new conversation suddenly popped up in the long-dormant chat room.

"Yaobikuni: Thank you, Master Mumei. I'm so glad you said that. Today is probably the happiest day of my life."

Shirou's pupils dilated slightly.

"Anonymous: Was what you just said true? Do you need my help?"

"Yabikuni: Yes, everything I just said is true, and I did not deceive Lord Wuming."

I was diagnosed with an incurable disease from birth. Doctors had predicted that I would not live past the age of 14, and I have been spending my life in a hospital bed at home ever since.

But don't worry! In the end... it seems a miracle happened. My illness was cured, and I am now completely healed.

"I'm sorry to have worried Lord Wuming."

Sesshouin Kiara wasn't trying to comfort "Mumi"; her terminal illness had indeed been cured.

However, it wasn't a miracle, nor did it rely on others, but rather on her own strength.

Through computers and the internet, Sesshouin Kiara gained access to knowledge from the outside world, which cured her incurable disease.

Of course, you can't say such things to Lord "Nameless".

It wouldn't be good if I were seen as a child who likes to lie.

While Sesshouin Kiara was lost in thought, a reply came from the other side.

Anonymous: That's great.

Although it was only a brief and perfunctory three words, the girl seemed to feel an unusual warmth from them.

Sesshouin Kiara clutched her voluptuous chest, which was pounding with unease, and thought to herself, "Lord 'Mukei' must be genuinely happy about what happened to him..."

"Yaobikuni: Let's talk about something cheerful, Master Mumei. I'm planning to go to school this spring."

"Nameless: Huh? Going to school... Miss Yaobikuni is still a student?"

"Yaobikuni: Shock! Did Master Wuming always think I was an old lady? Σ(°Д°;)"

Is not it?

Although it was across the internet, Shirou had great faith in his intuition about people and wouldn't easily make a mistake.

In Shirou's view, "Yaobikuni" is a mentally sound and mature woman.

Anonymous: A college student?

"Yabikuni: No."

"Unnamed: Could it be... an elementary school student?"

"Yabikuni: Why are you so extreme? I'm planning to start my second year of middle school this spring."

Shirou, sitting in front of his computer, gasped: Second year of middle school... That's the same age as Fujiwara-neechan, a typical chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) student!

Both girls are 14 years old, so why is there such a huge difference in their mental structure?

Humans are truly incredible.

"Unnamed: Miss Yaobikuni has recovered from her illness and is planning to leave the facility, right?"

Yaobikuni: Yes, I've already discussed it with my father.

But I haven't decided on a specific middle school yet. Could you recommend one, Master Wuming? ('?ω?`)」

"..."

A bead of sweat rolled down Shirou's cheek.

This touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.

If it's elementary school, I can help you with some advice, but middle school... that's really beyond my capabilities.

"Wu Ming: I'll investigate for you later."

"Yabikuni: Thank you very much?"

"Yaobikuni: Speaking of which, does Lord Muming still stand by what he said before?"

Nameless: What?

"Yabikuni: Let's meet offline..."

"Yabikuni: I wish to meet with Master Muming so that I can express my gratitude to you in person."

"Yaobikuni: (/ /o/ω/o/ /)."

After quickly typing this text, Sesshouin Kiara buried her face between her thighs.

"...plop, plop, plop."

In the quiet of the night in the room, I could hear my own heart pounding like a drum.

When a naive girl takes the initiative to say something like that, it's practically the same as a confession, isn't it?

Sesshouin Kiara was very self-aware.

She was well aware of how outstanding her appearance was, and knew that no man could resist her beauty.