Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Today marks the fourth month since the Fire Moth entered its cycle.

I've been ignoring the troubles Jiangcheng has been causing for a month now.

He has already helped me so much.

This is clearly the thing I should be doing, but I'm still spending my time bothering him.

Watching those people harass me with sweet talk, I... I... instead, I'm choosing a doghouse to continue tormenting and harassing his feelings.

In the end, it still failed.

In the end, it still didn't work.

Jiangcheng always cared about my dignity and wanted to treat me, a nobody, as an equal. He even sternly refused the collar.

I want to be taught a lesson. He's in a bad mood because he's being bothered. Why can't we help each other out?

They can just take their anger out on me.

I'm willing to take on whatever it may be.

This was my mistake, just like that stupid and annoying Alicia, I took the same or even worse measures.

what……

I can't believe I had such an insulting thought about him.

The fact that someone could even have such a thought only proves that I'm a terrible person.

A useless person who relies solely on luck and is essentially even worse than Alicia.

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Jiang Cheng gently turned a page of the diary, his deep blue starry eyes taking in all the words, which now bore an inappropriate mess.

It should have been beautiful and exquisite, with every detail highlighting the creator's talent that would make even the gods jealous, but now it's all in chaos.

It's a dead end.

I used to be a very gentle person, and in most cases, I preferred to resolve issues through language first.

This is not surprising. She grew up in a simple and beautiful town with a delicate childhood and had a fairy as her childhood sweetheart.

Even the most wicked person, born with inherent evil in their genes, will inevitably have most of their rough edges smoothed out by this gentleness in every aspect.

In most cases, evil people are evil because they had a bad childhood and never received healthy love from others.

Because they don't know what normal love is, and haven't experienced normal love, they naturally can't have the ability to love others normally.

Humans are creatures of experience; they are influenced by their surroundings. If the people around them are kind, willing to communicate, and willing to help strangers, then under such influence, that person is unlikely to become a bad person.

If the environment you live in is full of savage bad people who only know how to use force and violence, then explaining things verbally is meaningless.

That would fundamentally prevent the cultivation of someone who does not regard force as the ultimate weapon and pure violence as the only way to succeed.

Aside from the limitations imposed by natural environmental factors, the rest of the so-called social Darwinism is more of a case of feigning admiration but actually being naive, and a manifestation of self-righteousness.

Whether I am gentle in all aspects is not mentioned in my diary, and even if it were written, it would be impossible to truly and completely obey.

Perhaps it's because beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but in that girl's writing, he was as noble as a saint and as dazzling as the sun.

But the only certainty is that, at least for lovers and life partners, there is great respect. They will not take shortcuts because of someone else's characteristics, and will treat her as a unique and equal partner.

If he really wanted to take a shortcut, he only needed to accept the collar given to him by the girl, and he could then manipulate and play with this genius at will.

Even if it's used as a disposable toy, a punching bag, or transformed into a bloodsucker to constantly suck blood and steal all talents, it's all possible.

--impossible.

Even now, having lost so much emotion, he simply cannot do such a thing—to crush someone else's sincere love, to trample it into the mud.

If he absolutely had to do such a thing, Jiang Cheng would rather die than risk his life and challenge the being that forced him to do it.

Pure love is the only thing that must never be desecrated or trampled upon. One must be completely equal to that girl. Even if they are not equal, it can only mean that the girl is on a higher level than oneself.

Because no matter how you look at it, an ordinary mortal, a mediocre and incompetent mortal, can never compare to an extraordinary genius in terms of importance.

The problem is that the genius simply doesn't understand how to have a normal relationship; all he can do is give everything he has.

Lacking love and suffering from low self-esteem, the best approach for that girl might actually be to let the other person have their way.

Even if he grabbed the girl's collar and begged her to pay attention to him, pointing out all her contributions word by word, making her realize just how valuable her talent was.

The girl would only think that it was too perfect for someone to respect a mouse like her so much, which would only increase her feelings of unworthiness and inferiority.

No matter how bad, shameless, or disgusting your behavior and performance may be, it's still much better than being overwhelmed by guilt and crushed by inferiority.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

……

The dramatic temperature drop has arrived today, with temperatures even soaring below zero at one point. For people who dislike checking the weather and are too lazy to look at the temperature, this sudden and drastic change must be a truly hellish experience.

At least now we have to check the temperature and weather before going out. If the temperature is too low, we don't even dare to go out and have to rely on takeout.

I'm really sorry about my recent condition. I'll make up for it in terms of plot and updates once I recover.

Ciallo～(∠?ω<)⌒☆

122. Virvi: Is it too late to force myself on Jiangcheng now? [Free]

I and that girl were completely mismatched.

It's no longer just about personality.

Even their values, preferences, and individual needs.

Giving love to oneself and needing love from a young girl seem like a complementary thing, and the final result should be like gears fitting together perfectly.

If what the girl was asking for wasn't so heavy, so twisted, so oppressive that it would break an ordinary person.

What she needs is the passion of a moth drawn to a flame; under the weight of excessive inferiority and loneliness, any tenderness or help shines as brightly as the sun.

In a sense, genius also represents psychological sensitivity; psychologically sensitive people are more able to feel emotions in all aspects of life than ordinary people.

Being more talented than others is not always a good thing.

Because the world of ordinary people can hardly accommodate geniuses.

It has nothing to do with jealousy, disgust, the human instinct to stick together for warmth, or the instinct to deny those who are different from oneself.

The world constructed by ordinary people is entirely based on the standards of ordinary people's lives, rather than on the standards of a unique genius.

To put it simply, someone who is naturally stronger than others and needs to eat two bowls of rice but is forced to eat only one bowl a day, unable to even achieve basic satiety, may perform worse than others.

This does not mean that the person who was born physically strong was inferior.

It's simply a matter of not being able to adapt to or accept the life of an ordinary person.

Perhaps he can change this outcome, and through his own efforts, he can obtain the treatment that belongs to geniuses and extraordinary individuals.

Before that, he also needed to endure hardship, to grow up in an environment where he could only grow weak every day and could not even feel full.

In this situation, someone who could have lived a life of luxury through their own abilities would be incredibly grateful even for receiving a spoiled bun.

The girl, who should have been praised by everyone, became a genius who felt unworthy of even the slightest kindness, yet refused to give up this warmth, and ultimately wanted to become a pet.

The filth and loneliness accumulated from the past can only be burned away by the most intense flames. Before destruction, it is impossible to step into a new life. It is as if one must burn oneself to ashes.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, his fingertips deftly and precisely turning the corner of the thick, complicated book to reveal the birthday banquet scene. A sorrowful voice, seemingly emanating from the depths of his soul, resonated in his heart.

What I received was not just a simple invitation, but the life story of an absolute genius.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

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Something's not right. Something's very wrong today.

Jiang Cheng probably couldn't stand me being bothered by those people all the time, so he went to a physicist named Möbius to resolve the matter.

Her long, flowing green hair, her beautiful and charming face despite dark circles and long hours of staying up late, and her figure that even a white coat couldn't hide.

She is an excessively beautiful person from any angle, and her arrogant temperament, which comes from within, is something that a good-for-nothing like me can never achieve.

If I were a mouse, then Dr. Möbius would be a venomous snake lurking in the forest, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Compared to the plain-looking little mouse, the fluorescent green venomous snake looks more proud, noble, and eye-catching no matter how you look at it.

Although I know that someone like Jiang Cheng would never be fickle and like someone else, I still haven't truly confessed my feelings!

The most intimate and heartfelt words I ever spoke were those invitations I made at the birthday party, asking to travel with Jiang Cheng in place of Alicia.

I have no right to talk about being indecisive or not. I don't even have the right to assert my sovereignty, and we're not even childhood sweethearts.

The so-called cohabitation at Spiral Workshop is essentially just living in two rooms, with the most intimate contact limited to touching heads and me personally getting out of my taxi.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!

Is it too late to force our way into Jiangcheng now?

No, absolutely not, absolutely not. This kind of despicable thing is absolutely unacceptable.

In essence, this behavior is nothing more than forcibly exploiting Jiang Cheng's sense of responsibility; it's the kind of dirty coercion that only a scoundrel would resort to.

Only truly good people, only kind people, would be threatened in this way.

The world is really terrible.