"If you love this land, you can't just accept its good side, you have to accept its angry side as well."

"If you want to love humanity, you can't just see their good side; you also have to learn to accept their blind and selfish side."

"Even though some people curse him and ridicule him, there are still a group of people on this planet who continue to believe in him and support him."

"I think that was the belief that enabled him to continue protecting things in such a desperate situation."

The old man nodded gently at the snow, his red scarf fluttering in the wind.

"Then what should I do?" Yukinoshita took a step forward, her tone becoming somewhat urgent.

"Should we just continue like this, watching him suffer all that pain alone?"

Yukino took a step forward, her tone unusually impatient.

The old man looked kindly at the anxious snow in front of him, and a feeling of indescribable warmth welled up in his heart.

"Little girl, do you know?"

"People who always hide their wounds and carry everything on their shoulders are often the most likely to get lost in the abyss."

The old man stretched out his calloused hands and pointed to his heart beneath the snow.

"The fact that you're asking me this means he must hold a very important place in your heart."

Yukino Yukinoshita paused slightly, her eyes darting away in a flustered manner.

But then she looked straight ahead again and nodded very slightly but firmly.

"That's enough."

The old man's voice was gentle yet firm.

"If you forcefully expose his lies and compel him to be honest, you might be able to resolve your inner conflict, but you will shatter the protective barrier he is desperately trying to maintain."

"So don't expose his clumsy lie, and don't feel frustrated because of his concealment."

"You don't need to go out into the storm with him; you just need to stand here and keep your heart clear."

A gentle breeze blew by, stirring the girl's skirt and ruffling the old man's hair at the temples.

"When he turns around, exhausted, as long as he can still see your unharmed, smiling faces... all the wounds he suffered will have been worth it for him."

The waves crashed against the shore, breaking into thousands of piles of snow.

"Is that so...then I..."

Yukinoshita seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't.

She gazed quietly at the sea, at this protected land.

Yes, he's a terrible person, always trying to maintain the illusion that "everyone is safe" with the worst lies.

Then why do I have to keep tearing through this thin veil and putting that bloody truth out in the open?

She thought of those two mature figures in the coffee shop again.

Although we only met once, if it were those two people, they should be able to guide him well.

Since he has someone to confide in, all I need to do is wait quietly.

When the storm subsides, he will be willing to tell me the truth.

"I understand..." Yukinoshita's eyes regained their clarity, and she bowed deeply to the old man.

"Thank you, sir, your words have been a great help to me."

"I'm glad I could help you." The old man chuckled.

"If you've had enough of relaxing, go back home quickly. Don't let your family and the person you care about worry."

Yukinoshita blushed and nodded, then turned and walked towards the park's exit.

After she had walked a dozen steps, she suddenly remembered something and looked back.

"Sir, I haven't yet asked your name..."

The beach was deserted, with only a few seagulls circling in the air, emitting clear cries.

The old man who claimed to be an astronomical observer had vanished without a trace, as if he himself were merely a phantom blown by the sea.

"Eh..."

Yukino stood there, stunned for a moment, then gave a relieved smile.

"What an incredible old man."

She walked back the way she came.

……

Meanwhile, in the shade of the trees on the other side of the beach.

Dan Moroboshi watched the girl's retreating figure quietly, and smiled with satisfaction.

"It's wonderful that there are children with such clear minds in this universe."

Then, he slowly turned his head and looked towards Tokyo, which was shrouded in thick clouds.

Those gentle eyes instantly turned as sharp as a knife.

"That's Tokyo... It's not peaceful there. Some filthy things have come in and want to destroy the peace here."

He reached into the inside pocket of his suit and slowly pulled out a pair of red glasses that seemed to contain boundless power.

Unfortunately, the glasses were now covered with dense cracks, looking like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to dissipate at the slightest pressure.

Dan Moroboshi looked at the broken glasses in his hand, feeling the faint light, but his gaze did not waver in the slightest.

"Zero, there's no time..."

He gripped his glasses tightly, his voice low and metallic in the sea breeze.

"Let's meet in Tokyo."

Chapter 122 The Young Lady's Battle of Wits Ends in Failure

Meanwhile, at a film studio in Shinjuku, Tokyo.

"Cut! Perfect! The emotion in this scene is spot-on, let's call it a day!"

The director, sitting on the elevated ladder, shouted into a walkie-talkie, and the surrounding staff immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hibino, Ishiguro, now it's time for close-up background shots of you two. Even though you're very handsome, please don't steal the spotlight."

"Remember what I just said. You two just pretend to be ordinary office workers who have just finished work and walk naturally past the camera. Then the male and female leads, who are in the twilight, come out from behind. Got it?"

"Okay, okay, got it, absolutely professional!"

Under the glaring spotlight, a lightly made-up woman named Hong Kai led a flustered-looking Hibino Mirai into the constructed "Shinjuku street scene".

“So… Kaisan.” Mirai loosened her tie, looking at the ronin senior next to her with a look of utter despair.

"Where did you get this temporary job? And why are we doing this here?!"

"This is a huge movie set, the future."

Hong Kai straightened the hem of his suit jacket with a self-righteous air.

"Just being an extra with lines can earn you tens of thousands of yen a day."

"But shouldn't we deal with the Yapool's plot first..."

"That can only be done after we've had our fill of food and drink!"

Hong Kai interrupted him confidently, then lowered his voice somewhat guiltily.

"This morning, in order to act cool in front of that kid, I handed over all my savings of 100,000 yen to Duan Zilian."

"If I go back to him now and ask him for money for my meal, where will my dignity as a senior be? It would be so embarrassing!"

"..." Future was speechless for a moment. So you didn't even leave us money for dinner!

"Hey! You two extras over there! Hurry up, what are you dawdling about? All departments, get ready, filming is about to begin!"

"Oh, oh, oh! Here it comes!"

As the backdrop was lowered, the studio lights instantly switched to a warm orange hue, complementing the realistic sunset glow.

Hong Kai and Wei Lai instantly got into character, like two office workers discussing which izakaya to go to that night, casually walking past the camera.

Behind them, the true protagonists of this pure love movie are about to walk down the street, where a touching love story is about to unfold.

……

Duanzi Rei and Shinomiya Kaguya walked side by side on a quiet street.

As dusk fell, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire street in a captivating orange-red hue.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees lining the roadside, creating an atmosphere of indescribable tranquility and harmony.

If we ignore the heavy bags of "trophies" that Duan Zilian was carrying.

Looking back on the past few hours since leaving the restaurant, Kaguya just wanted to disappear into the ground.

She had originally devised an extremely perfect "Tokyo Operation Plan" in her mind.

For example, she might pretend to have sprained her ankle and have Duan Zilian help her or even carry her.

For example, when going to a haunted house in an amusement park, she would conspire with the staff in advance to set up an ambush on the path, giving Duan Zilian a big fright, and then she would naturally comfort him with the magnanimity of a mature woman.

However, the reality is cruel.

When she frowned slightly and said, "Duan Jun, I think I twisted my ankle a little,"

Duan Zilian's eyes lit up, and she said seriously:

"Sprain? Don't worry! Kaisan taught me a set of roguish bone-setting techniques before! It'll be fine in a snap. Come on, let me put it back in place for you!"

Kaguya was so frightened that she immediately took off running, even faster than him.

As for haunted houses...

Faced with the sudden appearance of the zombie NPC, Kaguya Shinomiya, who was clearly prepared, was still so frightened that she shrank into Rei Duan's arms, her face turning bright red.

"Sigh..." Kaguya sighed inwardly.

My plans are always so perfect, why do they always fail? Am I destined to be treated like a child by him...?

"How far is it from here to your home?" Duan Zilian complained, looking at the road sign.

"I feel like my legs are going to get thinner from walking so much."

"Almost there, just around the corner at the intersection ahead."

Kaguya snapped out of her reverie, turned her head slightly, and looked at him with a smile through her ruby-like eyes.

"I had a lot of fun today."

"Ah...yes." Duan Zilian shook her sore arms.

"You seem to be having a lot of fun as a tour guide, but I've suffered terribly with all these bags and packages. I feel like a walking shelf."

"Well……"

Hearing his unromantic complaint, Kaguya's pretty face instantly flushed red, making her even more enchanting in the sunset.

"Honestly! How can you be so unromantic!"

Kaguya glared at him, a little embarrassed and annoyed, but her tone was so soft it sounded like she was being coquettish.

"Okay... I'll make it up to you later. There are still some places in Tokyo I haven't taken you to see, like Shibuya Crossing and the night view from Tokyo Tower..."

"I hope I'll be lucky enough to enjoy it."

Duan Zilian replied half-jokingly.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You can go anytime you want..."

Kaguya muttered to herself.

As they talked, they turned the corner ahead.

At the end of the line of sight, Hayasaka Ai had changed into a very standard maid outfit, her hands folded in front of her as she waited quietly.

Seeing the two return peacefully, Hayasaka Ai's nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed.

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