Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Do not worry.

Go ahead and confide in me.

This time, I'll make the suggestion based on my memory of the behavior.

however……

As expected, Alicia patted her chest and recounted her past journey in a proud and gentle tone, but this did not happen.

Reflected in those dark pupils was only a hint of panic flashing in the girl's pink eyes, her clenched fingers, and her lips that suddenly tightened.

"Those lost meanings and such..."

"—Let's forget about it."

……

83. Alicia: This is a swimsuit designed by Velvi. Do you like it?

It is absolutely impossible to undo those memories overflowing with sadness and pain, those memories filled with love and hope, featuring only one female protagonist.

If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't make the boy realize the problem by adopting an overly aggressive attitude, Alicia really wanted to put her hands together and sternly refuse.

No! Absolutely! Absolutely no!!

The past must never be mentioned.

That was not a pleasant experience.

It's not just a fairy tale, but a story full of twists and turns. The main characters overcome numerous calamities, invite one companion after another, realize the truth in their hearts, and finally find their own beautiful paradise.

The girl's past cannot be described as a journey or an adventure.

The first part describes him as a shameless voyeur.

Even though she knew that the other person's relationship was mutual, she still covered it up with false lies, saying that their feelings for each other might not be that good, and that Vilvi might be faking it, while secretly spying on them with a camera.

—Everyone knows who the despicable imposter is.

Essentially, it's just because they can't accept it.

The real reason is simply that they cannot accept Jiang Cheng's departure.

I have never experienced a life without childhood, nor have I ever lived a life without childhood.

No matter how indifferent she had been, no matter how much she had ignored him, she seemed completely unconcerned about spending even a single second with the boy outside. But once she returned to the tent, she would always be able to see him.

You can touch the boy's body with just a reach of your hand; it has the healthy body temperature of a normal person.

You can feel the boy's presence just by getting close. There's actually no special fragrance or aroma, but I unexpectedly like Wen's scent.

This sense of peace comes from the bottom of my heart, because I know that no matter where I am, I can always see Jiangcheng, which has never left me, not far away.

It was precisely because of this pampering and indulgence that the girl only realized everything after she lost it.

At this moment, the girl has not truly fallen. If she is willing to accept that she is no longer the only one in Jiang Cheng's heart, and to accept that she is the third party and a bridesmaid, she can still accompany the boy as before.

—Until that day comes.

As if a domino effect had been triggered, the crisis could no longer be ignored, and a series of disasters and despair gradually engulfed everything the girl had.

The self-righteous guilt that one imposes on oneself is like the past disregard for the boy; one would rather linger under the streetlights outside than step into the room and give the struggling boy a warm embrace.

Arrogant and foolish.

This was the third time they had given up an opportunity that was within their grasp.

This was the third time he had given up the opportunity to stay in Jiangcheng.

And so the world would no longer pity the girl. Things don't happen more than three times. Even if she were to sacrifice herself, even if Vilvie were willing to transform herself into Icarus, all she would see would be the boy who had already died.

It has been a long and arduous ordeal.

I experienced a complete psychological numbness.

I experienced countless times the suffocating pain that came from being alone.

As a ruthless and numb killing machine, wielding the broken Paradise Lost, it hunts down one of its own kind after another.

However, this is meaningless to the girl's true nature.

They felt no relief whatsoever from this killing.

She continued her endless fall, her endless descent, almost sinking into the darkest, most abyssal ocean, where not even a sliver of light could be seen, and the pressure emanating from all around her threatened to crush her.

This is a disaster that the human self cannot resist.

The human heart cannot bear this pain.

Beneath the Herrscher's body, the heart, ultimately not much different from that of a human—capable of feeling loss, joy, sadness, and excitement over things that belong to others—has been broken.

The girl, finally driven completely mad, did something against the wishes of the boy she had before his death. For her own selfish desires, she was even willing to insult that pure love once again and forcibly bring the dead back to life.

In the end, that love was completely humiliated, and even the person I once loved and cherished most had been completely forgotten.

Even after the boy had to bear the pain and sorrow of losing his emotions once again, the most despicable Herrscher was finally able to embrace happiness again.

None of these three periods are worth recounting; they are simply instances of incredibly foolish people hurting others.

As a voyeur, as a sinner, as a victim.

No one will watch a story like that.

It can't even be called a tragedy, because it's entirely the girl's own actions that caused the disaster that harmed others.

If the boy knew about this sordid past... even the gentlest person would surely show disgust and loathing.

and so……

Alicia simply raised her head slightly, her pink eyes burying all her guilt, sadness, and the past.

"Travel... how could reality possibly be as wonderful as in fairy tales?"

"Every life has its hardships. Instead of dwelling on the past, we should live our lives well in the present and add some color to them."

……

A gentle voice spoke words that seemed utterly convincing, if not for the occasional hint of panic in her eyes.

Alicia is ultimately a flawless girl who has never deceived anyone except herself.

Lies and falsehoods...

It's simply impossible to honestly deceive the person you love most.

what……

—Was I just brushed off again?

For Alicia, something that could fill in the gaps in her memories was almost the only important thing besides following the will of what she remembered and the emotion that was beating in her heart at that moment—a kind of emotional pursuit.

Even if theoretically there should be no feeling, even if the memory is empty, it doesn't matter, for that thing that is sealed away and buried deep inside.

The boy could still feel a strange sense of anticipation and a desire to explore what, in general terms, could be called a thirst for knowledge.

I want to know.

I'd like to know.

I want to find out what happened during that period, and what happened during those ten years.

pity……

Alicia seemed unwilling to bring it up.

What happened?

"You're right, they're all things of the past, even though I'm very interested, really very interested, really, really interested."

Jiang Cheng made almost no attempt to hide his interest in that past, perhaps because he could no longer maintain the same high emotional intelligence as before, and even his pupils openly displayed a sparkling quality.

"Let's take a walk around the town first."

Alicia was still not satisfied with her curiosity. She unconsciously avoided his somewhat intense gaze, turned around gently on the spot, her skirt swirling like a blooming flower, and gently took the boy's hand.

"Many of the town's facilities haven't completely disappeared with the passage of time; perhaps taking another look will bring back some old memories?"

"Whether it's the bushes on the back hill, the smooth streets of the town, or the church in the center, this place is full of our footprints."

The girl used somewhat awkward language and the emotions brimming in her cherry-colored eyes to try to shift the topic to something else.

"Ok."

Even though her demeanor of never having uttered a lie was somewhat too stiff—the only person the girl ever deceived was herself, who embellished her own falsehoods, and even when she communicated with outsiders again after the boy's death, she was only numb.

Jiang Cheng gently grasped those soft fingertips, took a few steps, and let the girl lead him to a familiar yet unfamiliar place.

The two ran along the flat, busy avenue. The residents on both sides didn't understand at first, but after realizing that the newcomer was Alicia, they began to greet her warmly and sing the praises of the goddess.

No one gave any different response at that moment. Not even those who remained indifferent or went about their own business. Everyone tried their best to show their enthusiasm.

Even the most ungrateful and heartless person will inevitably succumb to this charm that remains perfect even in a state of numbness.

In a sense, the town's lack of law and morality has been filled entirely by the appreciation of beautiful things and theological recitations.

Although the price of this emotional attachment is that the boy running behind can feel countless conservative yet still piercing gazes.

It felt like stepping back in time, not just back to the small town, but also into a birthday party.

A banquet that is nominally for only one person.

In reality, it was as lively as an exchange meeting, with countless people filling every space, making it difficult for even the large mansion to accommodate them.

Countless people form a huge fan base, and the gifts they give to Alicia alone are enough to fill an entire enormous room.

When many people arrived at the party and discovered that it was Jiang Cheng's birthday banquet, they felt jealous of this person who could not be called the protagonist. That feeling was etched deep in their memory and was hard to erase.

She didn't experience any favoritism from Alicia, yet she had to endure the jealousy and ulterior motives of others for this non-existent love.

Even after learning that their true identity at the time was merely that of Alicia's brother, many people still refused to stop.