Collapse Iron: Cosplaying the Near-Death Star, but with a full destiny.

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Xia Die's voice was very soft, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

She looked at her hands.

Those hands that were once cursed, destined only to bring death.

just now……

Things seem to have changed.

"here……"

She looked at the vibrant lives around her.

Looking at Aglaia, looking at Feng Jin, looking at Sai Fei'er.

Everyone was laughing.

Everyone is shining.

"This is not the underworld."

Hoshi walked up to her.

This time, she did not hesitate.

He extended his right hand and grasped Xia Die's gloved hand.

The butterfly suddenly shrank back.

"Don't touch me! It will..."

"Won't."

Hoshi held her hand tightly, preventing her from breaking free.

The warmth of my palm flowed continuously to it.

"Look."

"I'm not dead."

"You're alive too."

"The curse is over, Xia Die."

"From now on... you can hug anyone you want."

Xia Die was stunned.

She looked at their clasped hands.

Feeling that long-lost, real warmth.

Tears silently streamed down her face.

It dripped onto the floor, splashing up a tiny water droplet.

"Thanks……"

She lowered her head and rested her forehead on the back of Hoshino's hand.

"Thank you... Your Excellency."

Next up are those two troublesome guys.

White Calamity and Ten Thousand Enemies.

Even if these two enemies were resurrected, they wouldn't stop causing trouble.

They almost got into a fight as soon as they got out of the train car.

"I knew that road was wrong!"

Wan Di was still holding a weapon, looking displeased.

"If you hadn't insisted on going that way, would we have died such a terrible death?"

"Shut up."

Bai E wiped the blood off his sword with a cold expression (even though it was an illusion).

"That's the only way."

"And...we won."

"Win my ass! In the end, it's still all about..."

Before Wan Di could finish speaking, he was kicked in the butt by Shi Xing.

"What's all the noise about!"

With her hands on her hips, Mihoshi exuded the aura of a train crew leader.

"You just came back to life and you already want to destroy the house, huh?"

"Believe it or not, I'll shove you all back in and remake you!"

The two grown men fell silent instantly.

They looked at the star, then at the large group of people around them.

At last.

They all wisely put away their weapons.

"cough."

Wan Di touched his nose.

"Um... it's been a long time, Trail Blazers."

Bai E walked up and patted Xing on the shoulder, then paused for a second before patting Xing on the shoulder again.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you two partners."

Then he walked up to Xi Lian.

Looking at the pink-haired figure, his eyes instantly softened.

"Xi Lian..."

"I'm here♪"

Xi Lian smiled and walked over, taking his hand in hers.

"Welcome back, my hero."

Next up were Hathaway, Krydela, and Tibo.

in the carriage.

packed with people.

The once spacious space now feels somewhat cramped.

But no one felt uncomfortable.

in contrast.

Everyone's face was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

They hugged each other, joked with each other, and shared their unfinished stories.

Laughter, crying, and noise.

They intertwined to form the most beautiful melody.

Hoshi stood at the edge of the crowd.

Looking at this scene.

She felt a little dizzy.

so many people.

just now.

The task is complete.

"call……"

She breathed a sigh of relief.

He swayed and leaned against the wall next to him.

"I'm exhausted."

She muttered to herself.

"Being the protagonist is no job for a human."

"Whoever wants to do it next time can do it; I'm retiring."

Just then.

A hand reached out.

He was holding a can of chilled soda water.

Hoshino looked up.

I saw Xing's familiar face.

And those...

His grey-gold eyes were filled with concern.

"Give."

Xing said.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Hoshi took the soda water.

The cool touch sobered her up considerably.

She pulled the tab, tilted her head back, and took a big gulp.

The bubbles burst on the tip of my tongue, sending a stimulating sensation straight to the top of my head.

"Cool!"

She breathed out a breath.

He grinned at Xing.

"It's not hard work."

"For this..."

She pointed to the bustling scene before her.

"I'd give you my life."

……

Pam pushed open the door of the party carriage with a creak.

Immediately afterwards, the train conductor's signature long ears twitched, and he waved the small flag in his hand with great force.

"Come in, everyone! Don't crowd at the door!"

Pam stood at the door, like a traffic cop directing traffic, trying her best to maintain order.

"The carriages have been expanded! Whether it's the Golden Descendants or the Messenger of the Insects, they can all fit inside!"

It must be said that Pam's professional competence as a train conductor is truly impeccable.

What was originally just a party carriage used for small meetings or afternoon tea has now been stretched to three times its original size using space folding technology.

The ceiling is high, the floor extends, and there's even a small dance floor with a built-in bar in the corner.

Even the decorative paintings on the walls have been replaced with moving holographic projections that loop through scenery from all over the Milky Way.

"Wow."

With the half-empty can of soda still in his hand, Mihoshi swaggered in.

She touched the door frame with her newly grown right hand, her face full of admiration.

"Pam, you're amazing."

"With this kind of efficiency, it's a shame they're not in the real estate business."

Stop being so glib!

Pam glared at her irritably, then turned and shouted to the large group of "new passengers" behind her.

"Dear passengers, welcome to the Starry Sky Train Party Carriage!"

"There's unlimited juice, snacks, and..."

It paused, its gaze sweeping over Himeko, who was carrying a tray as she walked in.

"And there's a coffee handkerchief specially made by Sister Himeko!"

Upon hearing the word "coffee," Xing and March 7, who were walking at the front, took a step back in perfect unison.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly the result of long-term training and conditioned reflexes.

But the Golden Clan doesn't know that.

These "country bumpkins," fresh from the closed world of Onfaros, were full of curiosity about everything.

"coffee?"

Aglaia gracefully stepped across the threshold, carrying her magnificent white and gold gown.

She glanced around the interior of the carriage, a hint of appreciation flashing in her blue-green eyes.

"I've heard of this black drink before, but I've been too busy to try it."

"It does smell like... a unique caramelized aroma."

At that moment, Xia remained silent, only staring intently at Onpharos outside the porthole.

"Don't drink it!"

On March 7th, I couldn't help but whisper a reminder.

"That's...that's a biological weapon!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Aglaia had already picked up a glass and taken a very elegant sip.

The entire room fell silent for three seconds.

Aglaia's expression remained unchanged.

He didn't even move his eyebrows.

She simply put down the cup slowly and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

then.

It provides an extremely objective, extremely official, and extremely befitting assessment of the Queen.

"Very... impactful."

she says.

"It's like being punched squarely in the face by Nicardo."

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Hoshino spat out a mouthful of soda water.

The atmosphere in the carriage was instantly ignited by this sarcastic remark.

The Golden Descendants, who were initially a bit reserved, immediately relaxed.

Sai Fei'er darted out from the crowd.

Like a nimble cat, she leaped onto the huge crystal chandelier in no time.

The silver hair shimmered under the light, and the cat's tail drooped down, swaying back and forth.

Wow!

She shouted from up there.

"That's a great angle! You can see the tops of everyone's heads!"

"Hey, Wan Di! You're a bit bald on top!"

"You're the bald one!"

Wan Di was so angry he jumped up and down.

"That's a hair whorl! Do you even understand what a hair whorl is?!"

Kazejin ran straight to the long table laden with desserts.

She was still holding little Ika in her arms, her eyes shining like two emeralds.

"Wow! What's this soft thing?"

"And what is this colorful thing?"

"It looks delicious!"

She grabbed a macaron and popped it into her mouth, her eyes narrowing into slits with happiness.

"Waaaaah... This is so sweet!"

"It tastes a million times better than the dew at dawn and dusk!"

"Little Ika, you should try some too!"

Xia Die stood in the corner, looking at her noisy companions, somewhat at a loss.

She instinctively tried to shrink into the shadows, but was spotted by March 7th's sharp eyes.

"Miss Xia Die!"

On March 7th, he rushed over with his camera in hand.

"Don't hide! Let's take a picture!"

"In memory of our happy reunion!"

"Huh? I..."

Before Xia Die could react, she was pulled in front of the camera by March 7th.

"eggplant!"

Click.

The flash went off.

In the photo, the Styx Daughter, who always carries a sense of sorrow, has a hint of panic on her face, yet also a... unprecedented vividness.

Watching all of this unfold.

Hoshi leaned against the bar, feeling completely relaxed.

Although the blank memory of the "severed arm" in my mind still aches faintly, and my body is still a bit weak from overexertion.

But this kind of liveliness.

This kind of noisy atmosphere is full of life.

It made her feel...

very nice.

It's good to be alive.

"What are you thinking about?"

A gentle voice sounded in my ear.

Hoshi turned his head.

She saw Xi Lian standing beside her.

I was holding two glasses of juice (thankfully not coffee).

Her long, pink hair fell smoothly over her shoulders, and her diamond-shaped eyes reflected the laughter and chatter throughout the carriage.

"I wasn't thinking about anything."

Hoshi took the juice and took a sip.

"I was just thinking... how are so many people going to sleep at night?"

"Although Pam has expanded the carriages, whether there are enough beds is still a problem."

Xi Lian smiled.

That smile was as gentle as a pool of spring water.

She reached out and tidied Hoshino's slightly messy bangs.

"Well..."

Xi Lian turned her head and looked at Feng Jin, who was being pestered by Xing for candy.

"I've already made up my mind♪"

"Decid what?"

Hoshino had a bad feeling.

"tonight……"

Xi Lian's voice was light and airy, yet it carried an undeniable firmness.

"I want to sleep with the stars♪"

"ha?"

Hoshi almost crushed the juice cup.

"No...why should I?"

"I'm your lover too! I want a hug too!"

How could you be so biased!

"Because Xing looks very tired."

Hoshino: 666, who's really tired?!

Xi Lian said matter-of-factly.

"Besides... I haven't chatted with her in a long time."

"Some 'whispers' can only be said in bed♪"

Done.

She even winked at Hoshino.

In that look...

It seems to carry a "you know what I mean" connotation no matter how you look at it.

Nihoshi rolled his eyes.

Fine.

Moreover, judging from Xing's appearance, she probably couldn't resist Xi Lian's "gentle offensive".

"And what about you?"

Xi Lian countered with a question.

"Where are you planning to sleep?"

Hoshi shrugged.

His gaze swept around the carriage.

Aglaia was sitting on the sofa, chatting with Himeko about "the self-cultivation of a leader".

Hazel leaned against the window, swirling a glass of red wine in her hand, gazing dreamily at the starry sky outside.

Kerudela sat on a high stool, swinging her legs, directing 7582 to peel grapes for her.

Saifeier is still hanging on the chandelier.

Xia Die was pulled along by March 7th to look at photos.

Feng Jin was still eating.

"Whatever."

Hoshi placed the empty cup on the bar counter.

He revealed an extremely smug smile.

"They're all beautiful women anyway."

"Why don't I just randomly pick a lucky female guest, let her squeeze in, and that's it?"

"Maybe something else might happen...hehehe."

She deliberately gave a lewd smile.

The sound was quite loud.

result.

The entire room fell silent once again.

All eyes were on her.

Aglaia raised an eyebrow, the golden thread in her hand appearing and disappearing.

Heather narrowed her eyes, and the frequency of her swirling of the wine glass in her hand slowed down.

Krydella sneered, and the blue bat wings behind her opened slightly.

Even Sai Fei leaned out from the chandelier with a "you've got guts" look on her face.

"cough."

Hoshino coughed lightly.

My back feels a little cold.

"That... was just a joke."

"I'll sleep on the floor."

"Sleeping on the floor is nice, it's cool."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of laughter erupted in the carriage.

Even Bai E, who had been keeping a straight face, couldn't help but smile.

This atmosphere.

It's so easy.

They were so relaxed that they forgot they had just gone through a life-or-death adventure.

They forgot that this is a universe fraught with danger.

I just feel...

It felt like coming home.

Sunday, who had been observing from the corner, finally couldn't help but speak up.

He held a glass of water in his hand, his expression complex.

I felt a mix of shock, confusion, and a little...envy.

"Is this... the life of an anonymous person?"

He watched the group of people bickering and playing around.

Look at that pioneer who treated gods as friends and demigods as family.

"I originally thought that pioneering was just a path full of hardship and sacrifice."

"I didn't expect this..."

"I can't believe they've managed to throw so many parties."

From Pinocchio's Harmony of Music to today's train parties.

This group seems to be able to create a festive atmosphere wherever they go.

Even if they were working hard just a moment ago, they can sit together and drink juice and complain about coffee the next second.

This vitality.

This resilience.

Perhaps that is the true meaning of "pioneering".

"Oh."

The black swan standing next to him chuckled softly.

She held the "Door" tarot card in her hand, her purple eyes gleaming with a profound light.

"What's wrong with that?"

The black swan shrugged.

The feather decorations on her robe trembled slightly with her movements.

"Memories are always accompanied by pain and regret."

"But that's precisely why these joyful moments are so precious."

"It's like lighting one lamp after another in the long, dark night."

She looked at Hoshino, who was surrounded by the crowd.

A girl who talks a lot of nonsense, yet can bring everyone together.

"and……"

Black Swan lowered her voice.

It carries a certain prophetic mystery.

"The party isn't over yet."

"This is just... a fun routine before the party starts."

"A true 'carnival'..."

"It's still to come."

She had barely finished speaking.

Pam's voice rang out again.

"Everyone! Everyone!"

"To celebrate everyone joining us, I, the train conductor, have decided!"

"Tonight we're hosting the 'First Annual Starry Sky Train Pajama Pillow Fight'!"

The winner will receive a special train conductor plush toy!

"Oh, oh, oh!"

March 7th was the first to jump up.

"I want to participate! I want that doll!"

"A pillow fight?"

Wan Di stroked his chin.

"It sounds like some kind of battle ritual."

"Bai E, do you dare to have a contest?"

"boring."

Bai E snorted coldly.

But his hand had already honestly grabbed a cushion.

Hoshi watched this scene unfold.

The smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

She stretched, feeling all her fatigue disappear with the cheers.

"Alright."

She rolled up her sleeves.

"Since the train conductor has spoken..."

"Then let me show you..."

"What does 'One-Handed Pillow God of War' mean?!"

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