Honkai Impact 3rd, a simulator of lifelong regret!

258. Mei: How am I supposed to compete with that?

Even the depths of her soul were trembling uncontrollably, and her eyes, already swollen with intense emotions, turned completely round.

The girl, who thought that as lovers she could at least compete on the same stage, truly realized what a "veteran driver" was and why a senior was a senior.

Compared to those who only use perverse methods as a necessary means, and only when needed, important, or when it is necessary to speed up the process, both Velvi and Alicia now live perverse lives, having willingly degenerated into mere playthings.

This is no longer a battle that humans can participate in; even a life with a shred of humanity would be beaten bloody if it joined this battle.

Only those who are utterly perverted, who have completely abandoned all ethics, morality, dignity, and all other emotions, are qualified to participate in the war.

—How am I supposed to compete with that?!

—Isn't that a bit too high a rank?! Seriously!

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……

"Hey, the body paint on my body isn't dry yet!" Alicia looked at her body, which had suddenly been partially erased, revealing her original jade-like skin. She put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction, and her lively face showed a rare hint of emotion.

"If this continues, I'll have to repaint my body again. I'm going to walk around the city with Jiang Cheng in this outfit later."

"What's wrong with painted designs? Doesn't painted designs count as clothing? This is clearly very exquisite, and at least it covers me up a bit more."

"Then at least put on the ○ sticker!" Raiden Mei finally couldn't stand the delicate and pretentious fairy's posture anymore. She pointed to her chest and shouted unconsciously, getting so close that it seemed like the two protruding parts were about to touch.

……

"Don't worry, all of my areas are pink. Unlike Vilvi, which deliberately retains the color that Jiang Cheng used so often that it became a bit mature. With pink paint, you don't even need to stick it on or paint it. The colors are very similar anyway, and at most it will just be a little raised."

Alicia patted her chest, letting the unrestrained area bounce freely, proudly raising her face, her eyes pure and flawless as if she hadn't heard any subtext.

If the body is not raised as if to show off, the smooth, beautiful back will be showing off the pure and flawless beauty that was once praised by the boy and will never change.

Belonging to a born goddess, a fairy of the stars and moon, and a Primordial Herrscher who surpasses ordinary Herrschers, she is a unique glimpse of a miracle.

Not only her hair and the power to embrace, but also her pupils are pink after becoming a Herrscher, and her skin is white with a pinkish tinge, as are other parts of her body.

It will not change with time, nor with experience; it will always remain youthful and flawless. Even if the boy were to die from exhaustion one day, it would not add even a fraction of depth to the color.

She maintains an almost eternal youth from beginning to end, is always the same girl, and is the only fairy who can be called a dream.

……

"what……"

"Indeed..."

Raiden Mei was indeed literally struck down. Already suffering from dementia, her extremely depressed mood plummeted even further. She knelt down in her mental world, her hands on the ground, no longer having any courage to fight back.

Even the Thunder Queen, who was forced to remain silent after exhaustion, couldn't help but cast a glance at her, asking what kind of mess her other self was up to.

In theory, she and Jiang Cheng should have become lovers, so why does she always come to the space of her mind feeling depressed and dissatisfied?

Unable to answer.

Unable to tell.

Unable to confide in anyone.

It can't be said that it's because of jealousy of that overly innocent fairy who only cares about Jiang Cheng and nothing else, right?

Although it was true that there was no comparison, the girl never thought she was average-looking and, unusually, she couldn't muster the courage to compare herself to anyone.

No one could possibly flaunt their beauty in front of Alicia, for in the presence of that pure and beautiful fairy, any beauty would be overshadowed, and nothing could compare to her.

Instead, it was the innocent Vivi who was caught in the crossfire who slightly raised her eyes, her head held high, and a hint of condescending mockery in her raised, thick eyelashes. She crossed her arms over her chest, pressing down the corner of the black veil that had been blown up by the wind, and compressing the deep, snow-white cleavage that made her sway her mind.

"It's not like there's any change there. It's like you don't want to preserve any opportunities for in-depth interaction with Jiang Cheng. No matter how many times you interact, it's always the same color. You can't even tell if you've interacted with Jiang Cheng."

"I'm afraid if Jiang Cheng loses his memory one day, you won't even be able to prove that you had any close contact with him. Even if you point to that spot, it won't prove anything, because there won't be any trace on your body. Even if the young man wanted to see his own mark, he wouldn't be able to."

"Gu——!"

Another person has knelt down in the spiritual world. The fairy lady, who was originally high and mighty, was also knocked down. The exaggeration was so great that it almost manifested in reality. Her originally straight back bent down instantly.

Compared to colors that never change, or eternal youth and beauty, preserving traces of Jiangcheng's past is definitely more important.

Even if the colors and shapes are somewhat ugly, as long as they are successfully associated with a teenager, they will add a sense of commemoration and uniqueness that is unique to humankind.

No wonder that even though she could have had cosmetic surgery a long time ago, Vivi was still determined to make herself look like an ordinary person.

Is it really to preserve the unique character of Jiangcheng?!

So despicable!

……

"I'll go call him now, you two continue chatting." Wilvi sighed softly, sadly watching the fairy whose level was rapidly declining. There was none of the liveliness and agility she had shown when they first met; she was still shrouded in too much inferiority and guilt, and was only forced to leave the stone sculpture.

Continuing to focus on Alicia is pointless; after all, she's someone who can't even keep track of the size and frequency of Jiangcheng.

"Also, Mei, you are different from Alicia. Although it may be more difficult, there is a high probability that... you can indeed leave a trace."

“You are not a completely born Herrscher, and your acceptance of your power is not as high as Ellie’s. You are relatively closer to a human. If you do it many times, the shape will change and the color will become darker.”

"According to my research, this happens many times and will be a very slow process. I don't know when it will turn brown."

"With the Herrscher's stamina, if you work hard enough, you might be able to finish in a day."

"—I'm actually quite interested~"

what?

I……

What did I just hear?!

Wouldn't the color look ugly if it turned that dark?

And... can my body leave a mark?

Do not……

wrong!

This is not a question we should even be thinking about!

It was as if she had suffered a tremendous blow on a completely different level, not just physically, but also mentally. Raiden Mei's face flushed crimson, even her pristine white earrings blushed slightly. Her soft, honey-like lips parted gently, and after a long pause, she uttered a barely audible murmur:

"This... Jiangcheng's nutrition might not be enough."

……

"Just how little faith do you have in me?"

"No matter what, I'm a genius in Jiangcheng's eyes."

"What level is acceptable to him, or even tacitly approved of in his heart, and what level is he unwilling and completely rejects... Hasn't the boy never hidden these bottom lines from the very beginning?"

It's good to keep showing off, but the conversation just got boring. They started questioning us under the guise of youth, and even their rebuttals became weak.

When it comes to matters concerning teenagers, we must deal with them with the utmost vigilance, no matter what it is, even if it is just a casual remark.

The color doesn't really matter, the boy wouldn't care anyway. When he changed his color and was worried that people would hate him, he was preparing to change it back. The boy touched the spot and said that it was the result of his hard work, so he liked it very much and didn't need to worry about it.

Even if the color didn't change at all, he would probably say that it should always look the same, that every day feels like the first time, and that he likes it very much.

The boy was gentle and honest like that, and he would speak his mind about everything, except for things that might hurt them.

He calls himself an ordinary person, believing he has no special characteristics, but he is the only one who is willing to waste so much time empathizing with a stranger, and would rather expend so much energy to try to save and listen to the sorrow of others.

The gentleness to heal the inner wounds of others and the empathy for the accumulated pain of others' past experiences are abilities that ordinary people do not possess.

Most people would just reply with a sentimental comment, and even if they knew what had happened in the past, they would never seriously think about it or try to empathize with it.

If the damage could be reduced, it would be acceptable if it only caused permanent and irreparable damage, or resulted in life-or-death separation.

Minor cuts and bruises that don't even damage bones, at most they look a bit creepy with all sorts of bruises and swelling... but actually, the more tempting ones are classified as injuries and protected far too closely.

Although the girl liked this kind of boy.

I like it no matter what.

Wilvi had no intention of continuing to argue or wasting precious time on this. She simply yawned slightly, raised her hands as if no one else was there, bent over, and her chest, which was almost unrestrained and had several small tears in her specially made scarf, swayed violently with a pain-inducing amplitude. After tidying herself up, she went to the room where the boy was, which was also the time to provide the wake-up service.

The day before yesterday it was Mei, and yesterday it was Alicia.

Today it's her turn.

As the girl took turns stepping on the ground once a day, her toes were slightly clenched, her ten crystal-clear toes like lotus seeds held together. Her delicate and flawless bare feet stepped on the ground, like works of art that made people want to play with and knead them. Her bare soles left small marks on the floor.

The girl was somewhat dissatisfied that her time, which originally belonged only to her, had been divided up.

No matter if there is a reason or not.

Regardless of whether there's an excuse or not.

We used to spend so many years together, enjoying precious time just for the two of us. Now, it has to be shared among three people. Even the wake-up service has to be used every two days, and we can't use any new services immediately.

Such emotions stemming from the very nature of humanity were ultimately difficult for Vivi to accept; at least deep down, there was indeed a related sadness within her.

It's like a small crack has appeared in the depths of the soul, a place that was once well repaired, and its true nature is constantly leaking out.

The only way to soothe the frustration, depression, and irritability was to open the door and see the sleeping boy in bed.

“Crack!”

With her toes lightly touching the ground, Vervi carefully entered the room. Her ten crystal-clear toes, like lotus seeds held together, were delicate and flawless as she walked barefoot on the ground, like works of art that made people want to play with and knead them.

I don't know what kind of creature's fur it is, but it's so soft that it feels like you can massage the soles of your feet through your shoes. The feeling of walking barefoot on it is indescribably comfortable.

The room is huge.

The crystal chandelier jingled and shimmered with a purplish-red hue.

The chairs and tables are made of rosewood and gold thread, and the dye used to stain the blue cushions is quite valuable. The silver candlesticks are filled with oil and wax mixed with incense.

Diamond combs, peacock fans, ivory tables, and luxurious bedding embroidered with lace...

Even a seemingly thin, hazy scarf has an elegant fragrance.

It was a very luxurious room, and although it was a temporary structure built amidst ruins, no one ever neglected their future accommodations.