Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

Will not.

Absolutely not.

No matter how many times you've experienced something like this before, no matter how many times you've been attacked and hurt just for saying the wrong thing, that won't happen here. That kind of thing won't happen at this moment.

It's not that the girl is strong-willed; even after making a foolish mistake, she feels no pain when faced with a hurtful retort. She has been forced to develop a resistance to hardship through countless experiences of numbness and hurt. She simply relaxes her body and enjoys the sunshine of Jiangcheng.

"I really dislike crowded places."

There's no need to immediately respond with a rhetorical question.

……

People who habitually fill every word they utter with a desire to retaliate and hurt are essentially lacking in love, care, and gentleness.

Only those who grow up in a broken and vulnerable environment will instinctively develop thorns for defense; individuals who have experienced or even lived for a long time in an environment of care from others do not need to.

Before Jiangcheng was turned into tomato sauce by dump trucks, the place he lived in was not very peaceful or perfect. After he transmigrated, the so-called classmates he met exhibited the most naked evil of humanity.

Even so, the softness of the two girls' figures left in the simulation, which would be damaged with the slightest touch, was enough to soften the sharp spikes.

"In my memory, it seems that every time there are a lot of people, there will always be some kind of disaster or predicament, whether it is mental or physical."

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161. Mei, overflowing with self-confidence

"Subconsciously, I started to dislike these meaningless gatherings, since in the end, there's no point in being together anyway."

"When humans come together, their intelligence decreases, they become a mob, and they are more likely to exhibit overly extreme emotions."

"It could be extreme good or extreme evil. No matter how you look at it, this behavior is unreasonable, so I don't like too many people."

"The saying 'many hands make light work' can become an empty phrase at certain times. I've seen geniuses that no amount of people can match. For those kinds of people, even ten thousand lesser geniuses wouldn't be of any use."

When an individual's physical strength and intelligence supersede everything else, it can offer a completely new option to people who don't like socializing.

A person who has a reason to not interact with others doesn't need to force themselves into a crowd by conforming to so-called normalcy; they can simply stay with the people they care about.

In a sense, this is the boy's strongest feeling about this power—at least when he was in the Moth of Flame, he could indeed be above other departments, possessing rights different from other subjects, and he didn't even have to communicate with those so-called benefactors. The two of them simply stayed in the Spiral Workshop.

This behavior, which is different from everyone else's, has never resulted in any malicious withholding of funds. Isolation from the world is, in a sense, hiding one's weaknesses and making it difficult for others to find the key point.

In order to attract the individuals we need, there are no shortcuts, so we can only use the simplest method: continuously investing funds to prove ourselves on the stage.

"so……"

"You don't need to feel bad because you dislike someone."

"It should be the person you hate who feels bad."

……

This is clearly outrageous and utterly absurd, attributing the errors to the masses. It is extremely egoistic, overflowing with self-interest, and no one with a normal education would agree with it.

—Individual strength is not enough.

No matter how talented or capable a person is, there are always limits, and these limits can be overcome by the collective strength of all.

This is something every school teaches. There is no such thing as an elite school that treats the power of ordinary people as nothing. On the contrary, it is because the people here are all nobles who are superior to others that they are taught what ordinary people cannot access.

Those who once looked down on ordinary people and considered themselves superior have long been overthrown. Those who stand above ordinary people today are those who have truly learned to utilize the power of ordinary people and know how to leverage the power of the masses.

No matter how great an individual is, or how much they emphasize the importance of hard work, in a technologically advanced world, even someone who has trained their entire life can be taken down with a single shot.

Humans are completely unable to leave the group; they are purely social animals and need others to fill their void. Once separated from the masses, they can only face death.

That's how it should be.

This is the essence.

Raiden Mei couldn't deny the boy's words at all. No matter how much she considered herself a good-for-nothing, just an ordinary young lady who relied on her family, the words stuck in her throat would be tightly bitten off by her rosy lips.

Is it because she doesn't want to deny Jiang Cheng, and doesn't want Jiang Cheng, who saved her and is her only friend and partner, to lose face under any circumstances?

Or……

Actually, you're agreeing with it too?

The heart beating beneath her full breasts was beyond the realm of ordinary people at this moment. However, the girl, who had always lived in a peaceful world, was unaware of her own abilities and was still hesitating and pondering.

However, a certain ability that has already awakened and emerged amidst countless suppressions and injuries has already proven its uniqueness in its underlying nature.

Although it does not yet possess the power to change everything and take the lead, that will can still give the body some confidence to a small extent.

Until the boy, who seemed to have just caught his breath, gently raised the corners of his lips and gave his gaze unreservedly to the girl who was so close to him.

"It's perfectly normal for people with extraordinary talent to live in seclusion. It's understandable that others can't comprehend it. In my eyes, you're already outstanding enough that you don't need to care about other people's opinions."

……

--comfort.

Undoubtedly a comfort.

All the doubts that had arisen instinctively before vanished.

The so-called agreement or disagreement with a viewpoint has become a joke, because what seems to be an exposure of the true nature is nothing more than words of comfort.

A guy like me...

Why take even Jiang Chengjun's words of comfort so seriously?

Raiden Mei bit her delicate lips, as if an inexplicable emotion was surging within her, causing her heart to slow down.

To call someone like me, who is still being bullied, a genius so outstanding that I don't need to care about other people's opinions, and to say that others can't understand it is perfectly normal... when I was the one who said the wrong thing in the first place.

Turning others' mistakes into comfort, the simplest and most effective rhetorical question seems to have completely disappeared and will not appear on the lips of a young person; this gentleness towards others has long been engraved in their soul.

The boy's past neglect and inattentiveness were genuine, and his act of seeing through the boy's inner unease at a glance, grasping the point of hurt, and offering help without hesitation was absolutely not hypocritical.

This seemingly contradictory aspect coexists harmoniously, revealing two seemingly diametrically opposed characteristics at every moment and every second: concern for oneself and indifference towards oneself. Both are extremely peculiar, perhaps simply because one's state is too easily discernible.

Do not……

Raiden Mei's lips pursed, her pearly teeth already closed in an unseen corner. Her lips, pinker than the cherry blossoms that fell just as perfectly in springtime, were adorned with a touch of crimson lip gloss, making her alluring yet somewhat awkward. She ruthlessly denied the transfer of Jiang Cheng's abilities to her instinctive survival instinct.

If it were really that easy to see, I wouldn't have gone through so much. So many people never cared, and none of those uncles and aunts who seemed to have a good relationship with me noticed this.

Even if this emotion can be easily discerned, isn't the only person in the world who can offer comfort simply the boy beside you?

This is unique to Jiangcheng, something no one else would do, and there's no need to deny it just because it's occasionally overlooked.

It's utterly shameless to deny someone's uniqueness simply because you're afraid they might not belong to you, because of such a ridiculous emotion.

Even if the last straw is elusive, there is only one thing a person in distress can do—reach out with all their might and grab it.

In fact, that was all the girl could do; she quietly extended her fingertips and gently touched the boy's fingers that were hanging beside him.

Like a perfectly placed fireplace, it felt as if invisible currents were flowing through her hands and into her body, softening her slightly numb body from the wind. A voice appeared in her heart, telling the battered girl that she could let down her guard and quietly let this current seep into her body, as warm and comforting as if she were soaking in a hot spring.

She didn't dare to actually hold hands; she merely used the natural swaying as she moved forward to create the coincidence of her hand accidentally touching Jiang Cheng's.

Even so, the occasional physical contact with the boy gave the girl the illusion that she had grasped and possessed Jiangcheng.

This is not right.

The education from teachers, the universal morality, the requirements from fathers... all emphasized that girls should be reserved.

Holding hands with someone of the opposite sex is already inappropriate, let alone taking the initiative, let alone not daring to even hold hands.

So-called morality offered no help whatsoever; instead, the teacher did more to kick someone when they were down, and even my father ended up in prison.

Anyway, the cautious touching now doesn't even qualify as holding hands, how could it be worthy of being a couple's gesture? At best, it's just a cowardly, weak-willed person yearning for love sneaking around and making an offense. Even if there's anything wrong, this rotten person of mine has already accumulated too many debts to bear.

As a young lady, she absolutely cannot act so furtively. At least when deciding what to do, she should have some courage. Even if she wants to touch him, she must take the initiative to hold Jiang Cheng's hand and declare her ownership.

what……

She's no longer a young lady.

……

……

Even in the early morning, the shops on both sides compete with the sun shining brightly in the sky, and the flashing neon lights seem to never stop, until the very end, they will still announce their advertisements to the world in a dazzling display.

Even without the bustling crowds, the very essence of the street itself still remains, such as the messy little carts.

I don't know what those vendors are persisting in. They've lost their crucial customers, yet they still insist on staying in this remote alley.

It was so quiet that you could see the edge of the street at a glance, and because the dampness had not yet dissipated, you could even see some colorful rainbows.

After silently counting three hundred steps in her mind, the girl, who hadn't replenished her energy in Jiangcheng for a whole night, finally couldn't help but open her lips slightly.

"Could we chat for a little while, like before?"

"Can I?"

……

Raiden Mei's voice was faint and soft, as if it came from some distant, high heaven. Her voice was so careful that even her tone was soft, as if there was a balloon next to her, afraid that if she spoke even slightly louder, the wind would blow the straw next to her into the sky.

Turning her head to peek at the boy's profile, she could finally ask him questions openly and no longer do it furtively.

Perhaps because more than half a month was enough time for them to know, even though they had taken the initiative to make the request, they were not overly nervous. They were merely waiting with a slight tension for the almost impossible rejection.

Because Jiangcheng's only answer was already very clear, a response after countless questions over a period of more than half a month.

"If we're going to chat..."

"—Of course you can."

……

Do you have any favorite types of weather?

The boy remained unchanged, just as he always had, continuing the conversation by searching for details of his past exchanges with Vilvie.

"Rainy days, snowy days, sunny days, windy days... is there anything you particularly like among these?"