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

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The air inside the party car was now filled with the scent of alcohol, juice, and a kind of post-disaster revelry.

The soda bottle in Hoshino's hand had long since disappeared.

Instead, there was a bottle of "Sulda Supreme Flame Edition" that I don't know where I got it from.

This stuff is really strong; it's said that even the owner of Pinocchio had to lean against the wall to walk after drinking it.

But Hoshino doesn't care.

She now feels like the master of the universe, the singing goddess of the Star Train, and the most dazzling person in the entire venue.

"belch--"

She let out a bubbly, wine-smelling burp.

I wobbled as I climbed onto the makeshift stage—which was basically just a few tables put together.

He was also holding a microphone that no one knew who it belonged to.

"Everyone! Everyone!"

With a slurred speech, Hoshi waved to the group of people below the stage.

"To celebrate our...our great victory!"

"To celebrate everyone... that everyone is alive!"

"This savior has made his decision!"

"I'll sing a song for everyone!"

The audience fell silent for a second.

Then a sparse burst of applause erupted.

It was mainly Feng Jin and Sai Fei'er who started the trouble.

"Yay! The Savior is singing!"

"One more, please! One more, please!"

Hathaway held Crydella's hand and waved symbolically.

Xing, who was sitting in the corner, quietly took out her phone.

Turn on the camera.

He aimed at the star on the stage.

She chuckled to herself.

As someone who shares the same soul and body as Koboshi, she knows all too well how good he is at singing.

He's fine humming a little tune normally, but when it comes to singing seriously...

That would be absolutely "kneeling upon opening".

It was just the kind of begging her on her knees not to sing.

Record it.

Xing was making plans in her mind.

"Once she sobers up tomorrow, I'll play this embarrassing story on repeat a hundred times."

"Let's see if she dares to be so arrogant again."

The person on stage was clearly unaware that they had been "secretly photographed".

She cleared her throat.

Suddenly, there was something more in those hazy, drunken eyes…

Something that's hard to describe.

It felt like traversing a long period of time.

It crossed the boundary between life and death.

It has passed through pain, despair, sacrifice, and reunion.

"This song..."

Mohoshi's voice lowered.

It was no longer that loud, boisterous voice from before.

It became very light.

Very soft.

"These are for you."

"For everyone... who believes in fairy tales."

Music started playing.

It wasn't the train's built-in sound system, but rather Hoshino using his newly formed right hand to make a few vague presses in the air.

She used the power of "pleasure" as an accompaniment.

The sound of a piano flowed out.

Clear, clean, with a touch of sadness.

"I've forgotten how long it's been since I last heard from you..."

Tell me your favorite story...

Nihoshi spoke.

There was no off-key singing.

There was no cracking in the sound.

The voice was unbelievably clean.

It's just like……

There really are angels whispering.

Xing's hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

She was stunned.

Looking at the girl on stage with her eyes closed, immersed in the melody.

This……

Is this still the same guy who always talks nonsense and goes crazy all the time?

"I thought about it for a long time, and then I started to panic..."

"Did I do something wrong again...?"

The lyrics are very simple.

The melody is also very simple.

But at this particular moment, in this carriage crowded with "those who have come back from the dead".

Every word struck like a heavy hammer against everyone's heart.

Aglaia put down her wine glass.

She looked at Hoshino.

I remembered how I felt watching that figure walk away from the top of Ohma.

That kind of panic of thinking you'll never see them again.

That kind of despair, thinking that everything is over.

Xia clapped her hands gently at that moment.

Xia Die covered her mouth.

Tears silently streamed down her face.

She recalled the days and nights she had spent wandering by the River Styx.

You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies...

"I can't be your prince..."

As Hoshi sang this part, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Those golden eyes were shimmering with tears.

She looked at everyone in the audience.

Looking at those comrades who once fell in pools of blood, in the wind and snow, and in the darkness.

"Perhaps you won't understand, ever since you said you loved me..."

"My sky is filled with the light of stars..."

Feng Jin sniffed and buried her head in Xing's arms.

Saifei stopped making a fuss and quietly lay on the chandelier with her tail drooping down, not moving at all.

Even Aha, who always loves to cause trouble, seemed to quiet down at this moment, even though he wasn't there, who knows? He listened quietly to this song from a foreign land.

"I wish I could become the angel you love in a fairy tale..."

"Spread your arms, let them become wings to protect you..."

Hoshi raised his hands.

The left hand, and the right hand that was lost and then found again.

They open up under the light.

It's like a pair of invisible wings.

that moment.

Everyone saw it.

That figure who once had only one hand, covered in blood, yet managed to pull them back from the brink of hell.

That madman who planted a divine tree on the ruins and reshaped the world in the void.

She really did it.

She really did become an angel.

With those tattered wings, they protected everyone.

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