I have a life simulator.

Victims should be perceived as victims by the public.

If she could, Xue might prefer to never know the truth about the White Room, whether it was the rhesus monkey experiment or anything else. But the victims have the right to know all of this, just as they need to know the root cause of the disease to find the right cure.

But ever since then, words like 'this was all deliberately created, artificial, intentional, and designed' have been constantly flashing through Xue's mind.

Just like The Truman Show.

When the line between truth and falsehood is blurred, even the most certain facts can become doubtful.

So, when exactly did she start to like Kitagawa Ryo?

Is it about living together as roommates day after day for a long time?

No, because this was originally part of the rhesus monkey experiment.

But the rhesus monkey experiment merely provided them with a background for meeting and getting to know each other, creating an environment most suitable for them to care about each other.

Xue never doubted that as long as the two spent enough time together, she would definitely develop feelings for Kitagawa Ryo after prolonged contact.

Because they were a rare group of people in the white room.

But in reality, the white room didn't even give them that much time and patience, instead using a simpler and more brutal method to artificially accelerate the process.

Just like the knowledge in the textbooks we learn every day.

One plus one equals two.

Let's apply this formula to interpersonal relationships without a doubt.

When I see this boy, I blush, my heart races, I become speechless, and I want to get closer to him.

The white room taught her this formula.

This is one of the root causes of the problem that Xue has been unable to truly confront until this day.

If this artificially imposed emotion is entirely false, then it can simply be discarded in the same way that it was treated with the once high and mighty researcher, Suzuki Kagetsugi.

But this deep-seated stirring within me constantly clamors for its own authenticity.

But no one would ever call this a normal relationship, just as Yuki would never tell Sakayanagi Arisu and Amasawa Ichika about it.

Of course, there's also coolness.

This is a fact that absolutely cannot be said.

From this perspective alone, perhaps deep down, Yuki longs for a future where the White Room has not been destroyed.

Since she and Liang have already left that place, why should she be so focused on revenge and causing chaos?

What is happening inside, and what will happen in the future, should no longer concern the two of them.

To be honest, even Xue herself was startled the moment the idea came to her, because even in an environment like the white room, she was still willing to extend her kindness to everyone with a smile.

But after leaving that place, such extremely selfish thoughts began to grow wildly in my mind.

However, the white room was eventually banned.

Then, Xue saw that the person she least wanted him to see these things held the whole truth in his hands.

Even though Kitagawa Ryo herself never brought up the matter again afterward, and even handed over Suzuki Blacksmithing to her so she could vent her anger, once a jumble of thoughts arose, they were impossible to control. Instead, they spread outwards like vines, impossible to stop.

Why did Liang not agree to her father's marriage proposal?

Why has Ryo been so slow to make a choice between himself and Arisu?

Is it because she realized it that she can no longer continue this artificial, deliberate emotional relationship with me?

Is it simply because you feel sorry for me, the victim, that you haven't said no?

Liang likes herself.

This is a fact that was initially doubted but gradually confirmed.

I like coolness.

This is a fact that was initially confirmed but later gradually became doubted.

But in the end, nothing could be confirmed.

Moreover, Liang was not the only one deliberately putting this matter off.

Isn't she the same way?

There's no way to force them; we must make them give an explanation by today.

There was no way to back out and completely end this relationship that had started out of nowhere.

I'm afraid to hear a definite answer, afraid to receive a definitive reply.

Later on, she might have even begun to enjoy this painful yet euphoric feeling, succumbing to this ambiguous and enchanting situation.

wrong.

She wanted a definite answer from Kitagawa Ryo.

I want to tell him loudly, "I like you," and be able to repeat this confession without any hesitation, meeting his gaze.

But it can't be done.

Xue looked at herself in the mirror again.

Her features remained delicate even as she grew up, her body began to develop slowly with age, and her medium-length hair was now draped over her shoulders.

This is how I am, this is what snow is.

Her clothes were pure white, and the room's background was also very simple, which made her long, brownish-beige hair, which fell over her shoulders, seem rather bright and jarring.

If possible, she might prefer a hair color that better matches her name, a snow-white color.

Just like...that person.

"If I could, I would like to start over before I was born."

She murmured those words unconsciously.

Born in a place that isn't a white room, and then falling in love with someone like an ordinary person, starting an ordinary romance that will never be confusing.

But in that case, you'd never be able to meet, and he'd have no chance of falling for you.

Such a voice abruptly reminded me.

Xue tried to refute herself, but soon found that she couldn't say a word. Her thin, bloodless lips moved up and down for a moment before closing tightly and pressing together into a thin line.

That's why she couldn't deny the white room, because doing so would be tantamount to denying everything about herself and the other person.

Her relationship with Kitagawa Ryo may indeed have been a product of pressure, but without those methods and that environment, such a product might not have existed at all.

Even the most innocent childhood sweethearts won't stay in the same room in bunk beds for long, won't snuggle up to sleep in the same bed, and won't share each other's pain and lick each other's wounds every day.

He won't get hurt; he will grow up healthy and strong.

You'll meet many more other girls.

He will not be mistreated and will see a more wonderful world outside.

The gaze will not be fixed on her alone.

He will have a loving and caring family and live a good life.

No parent from a wealthy family would tolerate their child constantly trying to cling to Liang.

...The two of them will never even cross paths.

This is just part of the White Room Rhesus Monkey Project.

But it did create for them a world that could not exist anywhere else in the outside world, a world for only the two of them.

Ryo was subjected to forced injections of addictive drugs and abuse in the White Room.

But that coolness made her feel a kind of heartfelt affection, like maternal love, and she wouldn't struggle or resist when held tightly in her arms.

Of course she wanted to save Liang.

But if Ryo really dies, then it would be better if she died with him.

This is not some kind of enlightenment, but something to be taken for granted.

At least the time spent in that pure white room wasn't a lie.

Xue saw the person in the mirror smiling at her, and it took her a while to realize that it was herself who was raising the corners of her mouth.

Spoiled orange juice and thick soup will no longer be drunk, and roses and lilies crawling with insect eggs will naturally be ignored, just as few people in a brightly lit metropolis will notice a certain unknown and distant star overhead.

Therefore, pure white must be pure white.

The white room contained things she cherished, as well as things that displeased her, but the outside world was the same.

There are always too many irrelevant people, and the noise is exceptionally loud. People who know nothing about the things and people involved are willing to believe in the fabricated relationships between the characters just by watching a few variety shows that last for tens of minutes.

she……

Maybe all you want is a bigger white room.

Take the best and discard the worst to create the most satisfactory place.

But where is the essence, and where is the dross?

The snowflakes cannot be distinguished because they are intertwined and growing together.

Even though they were separate at first, they eventually merged into one.

Indeed, in this world, people are either emotionally impoverished or excessively emotional.

However, snow is not someone who can live a long time just by relying on imagination.

Because all her imagination did not stem from a child's initial curiosity about the world, but rather, like a kite string, it was tied to only one person.

Therefore, she was able to quickly sketch out the world she wanted in a short time.

Although it's supposed to be a bit bigger than the white room, the number of people needed to be reduced further.

The so-called fourth and fifth generation members can all be removed, and no one else needs to appear. Her and Ryo's days and nights should be uninterruptedly connected, without having to share every minute and second of these twenty-four hours with anyone else.

The adults with ulterior motives, the adults with their own hidden agendas, the adults who only see this place as an experimental ground—all of them are characters who should not exist in this beautiful, pure white world. The ones who teach the two of them are not those so-called instructors, but rather gentler teachers.

Then, since it needs to be larger, the space of the white room should not be limited to that corner of the mountains and forests, and her and Ryo's personal freedom should no longer be restricted.

You can go out anytime, anywhere, if you want.

The sunlight will be unobstructed, shining on every inch of their skin.

She wanted to watch the snow with him, and also to see the little squirrels on the pine branches after the first snowfall.

It doesn't matter if it's colder in winter; in fact, the colder and darker it is, the warmer and brighter they will appear.

It doesn't matter if the snow falls even heavier; it would be best if it snowed profusely, turning the sky and earth into a pure white wonderland, burying all the gray and yellow earth and unbearable memories beneath it. Then, they would build snowmen and have snowball fights on this pure white snow, covering it again with their footprints and traces.

But, a bigger world is enough.

That's enough; they just need to be able to explore so much in their lifetime that they can never see it all. Anything extra is unnecessary.

She didn't want him to see anyone but her, nor did she want him to go to places she couldn't reach, day and night.

She didn't want him to get hurt, but she also didn't want him to become overly strong.

She didn't want him to be bound anymore, but she also didn't want him to become free.

Why was that so-called rhesus monkey experiment only half successful between her and Liang?

Now, she has become that cotton-cloth mother, but Liang seems to be completely unaffected by the experiment at that time.

The research results of that experiment clearly stated:

The monkeys raised by false cotton mothers almost all showed a complete inability to integrate into the group after they grew up and left their mothers. Their physiological and intellectual levels were all below average, and they were even unable to mate independently.

The thought of replacing the subject with a cold image almost made her unable to suppress a strange, tingling sensation that welled up from the depths of her soul, a sensation that seemed to tingle throughout her entire tailbone.

Perhaps until the very last day when Kitagawa Ryo forcibly ended the final simulation.

Xue hadn't figured it out yet; the subject of this passage was actually closer to herself.

Went on a blind date

On the third day after returning home, I was forced into blind date mode.

It is known that the woman works at a hospital, and the matchmaker said she is a bit overweight.

Ok……