Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 525: Can sacrificing yourself make others happy?

A certain golden-haired maid is so annoying.

"Hey, Lingge, just promise me that people can't live just for fighting and killing. They need to relax occasionally. Only then can they be healthy. Also, don't you want to see Xiaoxia and the others' swimsuits at all? Look, this is the swimsuit I designed for Xiaoxia. It's mainly in a pure style! This is for Avella. Straw hat + glasses + ribbon sandals. Doesn't it have the temperament of a literary girl? And... hehehe."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but let out a disgusting laugh.

Lingge was extremely speechless and suspected that the person who really wanted to see it was actually her.

As for Saint Shallia and the others wearing swimsuits... Such images only appeared in the young man's mind for a moment, and were quickly driven out of his mind because they were too unhealthy and the harm to the physical and mental health of young people was immeasurable.

But Alice never gave up. She fully demonstrated her unremitting spirit, which was particularly energetic only at times like this. She chattered around Linger, tempting him with the beautiful beach scenery and the swimsuit style that only existed on drawings, and then she took out data from nowhere and tried to prove the illogical argument that "a seaside holiday is the first of the ten things you must do in life"... In the end, Linger was really annoyed by her and had to take a step back and seek peace through compromise.

"It's no use asking me about this."

He said to Alice, "You have to ask other people for their opinions and see if they can accept your holiday plan and the swimsuits you designed. If they all agree, then I will naturally not object."

Alice's eyes lit up: "Really?!"

When Lingge saw this, he knew that Yieta couldn't hold on after all and succumbed to the shameless harassment of the golden-haired maid. Although he couldn't blame her, after all, if she didn't agree, the first thing she would see when she woke up every morning might not be the ceiling, but the smiling Alice.

Lingge sighed silently and followed Alice's footsteps, moving from the wide and solid wooden boardwalk to the winding path among the flower fields, walking on the slightly raised ridges, trying to avoid the areas where primroses were in full bloom, and at the same time trying not to notice the footprints left by those uncivilized people on the flowers and plants, and that the uncivilized person seemed to have run into the windmill tower room of Iyetta, shouting loudly and harassing the innocent Miss Angel.

Lingge could hear her righteous tone from a distance. She kept emphasizing words like "proper leisure is important", "this is the swimsuit I designed myself", "Oh, you are blushing, let me see", etc., intending to prove that her plan was legitimate and reasonable, in order to win Yieta's support.

“Then what are we waiting for!” Alice felt hot all over and excited. She put one hand on her waist and stretched out the other hand to the night sky with great momentum. Then she swiped it downwards, pointing to the primrose field at the end of the road and the windmill tower standing at the edge of the field. “Let’s start with you, Ieta!”

When the young man reached the door of the windmill tower room, the noise from the room had stopped, and Alice pushed the door open and walked out with a smug smile on her face. When she saw Lingge, she first made a gesture to him that it was all right, and then ran away in a hurry, probably rushing to persuade others.

Lingge nodded without comment, thinking that it was impossible for her to succeed. After all, there were so many people on the island, so there would always be one or two rational people like him who would stand up against Alice's strange ideas, right?

After the golden maid left, Yieta also dragged the chain to the door, looking at the direction Alice left with a blank face. She probably didn't even understand what was going on, so she agreed without thinking. But this is also in line with her character. Can you expect a country girl from the Saizeriya wilderness to play tricks with a genius player like Alice?

After careful observation, a serial killer finally chose the tone of his first target.

You don’t have that ability, you know.

But don’t tell me at the end that everyone actually strongly supports and warmly endorses Alice’s ideas, okay?

It will definitely happen, right?

After saying that, without waiting for Lingge to speak, she couldn't wait to run towards the windmill tower deep in the flower field. The sound of her footsteps echoed in the night and spread into the depths of the primroses blooming all over the ground, startling a few crickets that were playing music. Then the melodious tune paused for a while, and when it sounded again, it was already in the forest outside the flower field.

"Ah, Lingge." Yieta spotted the young man standing at the bottom of the stairs and blinked: "Why are you here too? Is it because of what Alice just said?"

"Do not."

Lingge shook his head to prove his innocence: "I was just taking a walk." "Oh." Yieta nodded thoughtfully.

Lingge didn't know what she was thinking about, but he didn't want to ask. He sat down on the steps of the windmill tower and quietly gazed at the flower field in front of him that was sprinkled with silvery moonlight. Clusters of primroses swayed in the wind, quite like coral reefs swaying in the silver ocean. Compared with the colorful and brilliant daytime, they had a unique flavor.

The cloud whale swam and flew in the sea, sometimes diving into the water, letting the moist water vapor moisten its body and wings made of rock; sometimes jumping out of the water, drawing a graceful arc in the air and then sinking back into the sea, without causing any bumps to the travelers on its back. Large groups of soft clouds passed under the wings and on both sides of the whale, so close that one would think they could be touched by just reaching out. Deep in the rolling and roaring sea of ​​clouds, the bright silver moon was looming, her eyes were looking through the clouds, watching this giant whale soaring ten thousand meters in the sky, and also watching the mortals on its back who were so close to her for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

Lingge didn't speak, and Yieta didn't speak either. They just leaned against the door and silently admired this scene with the young man, which was magnificent and magnificent to the people on earth but was already commonplace to them. Suddenly, amid the sound of the tide in the primrose field, she vaguely heard Lingge's voice: "Is this really okay?"

"What?" Yieta blinked and looked at the young man's back in confusion: "Lingge, what did you say just now?"

"I say, is this really okay? You promised Alice that you would go on vacation."

"I think, I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Yieta tilted her head: "Alice is right. Everyone needs to relax properly. Doesn't Lingge like vacation?"

"But you know that's not what I mean." Ling Ge said calmly: "What will you do if everyone else goes on vacation?"

"..."

Yieta stopped talking for a moment.

Alice is a careless girl. She is so absorbed in the wonderful holiday she has imagined that she has not yet realized that among all the people on the island, there is only one person who cannot enjoy this seaside holiday because she cannot leave her room. The worst joke that fate played on the girl was that Alice was the first to ask her opinion.

Yieta would never object, because she wanted the people around her to be happy more than anyone else, even if she was not included in that happiness.

"But," Miss Angel stammered, as if she was arguing, but because her voice was so thin, she seemed to be unconfident: "You can't let everyone give up their vacation just because of me, right?"

"That's another matter." Linger said, "It's not the key to you. The key is what are you going to do?"

"Me? It's fine for me. I'm fine staying in the room." Yieta smiled slightly: "I'm used to it anyway. As long as everyone has fun, that's fine."

Lingge was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "Sacrificing your own happiness will not make others happy."

He knew that Yieta had a diary about how to be happy, but he didn't know if she would record this sentence.

Or, her idea is just the opposite, for example -

"If I can make other people happy, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little, right?" she said.

Lingge stopped talking, because he couldn't convince someone who had made up his mind. Besides, he knew very little about the definition and source of happiness, so he couldn't guide Yieta like a life mentor. So, it was better to keep silent.

His silence made Yieta feel a little relieved, because in fact, she had another reason that she hadn't said, that is, among the reasons Alice used to convince her, in addition to wanting everyone to enjoy a happy holiday, wanting to take everyone to see the beautiful sea view, and having free time... there was another reason -

Linger wanted to see her swimsuit.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)