The comments section all think I'm a really good person.

She turned her head to look at Kita Kirihara.

The latter was intently watching the movie, her previously somewhat cloudy eyes now brightening. She was clutching a pillow, and seemed to be in good spirits.

Saki Koizumi remained silent, keeping Kita Kirihara company as they continued watching the film.

She watched as the people around Truman died.

She thought of the deaths of those around her.

The Voice of the World has been silent for some time, but the unsettling feeling of being watched by many people still lingers.

[A-Yuan really liked this movie.]

Actually, the plot of this movie is quite similar to our current situation, isn't it?

[Ah Yuan insisted on watching this movie, making me think she had already broken the fourth wall!]

We're watching a live stream on Windows Phone, and they're even showing "The Truman Show" on it...? That's a plot device that's actually quite interesting.

I'm really looking forward to the protagonist of this world noticing us; it would be even more fun if they could talk to and interact with us.

That situation won't happen.

[If the protagonist noticed us, it wouldn't feel real.]

[Yeah, real is more appealing!]

"reality".

It's part of the fun that viewers of bullet comments seek.

Because of Saki Koizumi's complete ignorance, or in other words, because of her "truth," the world seems so interesting.

If it were just a regular comic, or a regular series with actors performing the same routine, the WP series certainly wouldn't be so popular.

In fact, after the live stream of this timeline was launched, the WP series became an overnight sensation.

Even with those incredibly awful scenes, viewers were able to suppress their anger and continue watching.

They wanted to see "reality" in the live stream, to see the genuine reactions of people caught in the vortex of fate.

Everything else can be fake, but the protagonist must be "real".

It is a kind of identification with the ever-changing stage of fate, and also a way to satisfy the desire to peep on others.

Just like in this movie, everyone outside the television screen watches Truman's life and knows all the important moments of his life like the back of their hand.

It was as if... they controlled Truman, they were on top of him.

It provides a pleasure that is different from sex, but equally addictive.

Kita Kirihara turned off the live stream and waited for Koizumi Saki, who was beside him, to ask him questions.

The more Saki Koizumi watched this movie, the more her head ached.

She couldn't help but say, "Don't look anymore."

Kita Kirihara turned his head, his surprised gaze landing on Koizumi Saki's anxious face.

Her voice was very soft: "Saki?"

Realizing her tone had been a bit harsh, Koizumi Saki suppressed her annoyance and said uneasily, "Let's watch a different movie. This one... just makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"What's wrong with you today?" Kita Kirihara turned off the TV, turned around, and faced Koizumi Saki, speaking more intently. "You're in a bad mood, Saki."

“…I just… I…” Koizumi Saki looked at Kita Kirihara’s face, hesitated, and finally voiced her inner confusion, “I always feel that Truman is a lot like me.”

She spoke her mind directly.

"If... I'm just saying if. My every move is controlled like Truman's, and everyone around me is being monitored by that voice. They're intentionally or unintentionally making me a god..." Koizumi Saki stared blankly at the air between herself and Kita Kirihara, struggling to find the right words. "My life is a perfectly planned script, and I will become the most reliable hero..."

Kita Kirihara hummed in agreement, listening intently to Koizumi Saki's words.

Her eyes were inexplicably moist, appearing affectionate and focused in the dim light.

“So what?” Kita Kirihara said.

"..."

A silence fell between them.

Saki Koizumi stared at Kita Kirihara for a long time.

She sobbed twice, unable to hold back her grievances, and shrank into Kita Kirihara's arms.

Feeling Kita Kirihara's body temperature, her voice trembled with a sob: "But...but...you won't let me save you..."

Actors with a global perspective are naturally not as simple as they appear in movies. In many cases, even those around Saki Koizumi are unaware of their identities as actors.

Yes, they were not deceiving Saki Koizumi.

But this is a script written by the world, a script called "fate," a script that is difficult to defy.

In this script, the death of the God-named lover is inevitable.

Saki Koizumi felt a tremendous force pushing her forward, the tide of fate carrying her along. She was bound to the ship, unable to move or control its course.

Kita-girihara, on the other hand, was abandoned as a way to lighten the weight of ships and sank to the bottom of the sea.

Saki Koizumi found it hard to accept this reality.

What should she do? How can she get out of this cramped photography studio?

But after leaving...

What happened after they left?

This is where she grew up, and this is where all the people she loves are.

Everyone's feelings for her were genuine, and her affection for her carried the same weight.

It's different from what's in the movie.

Truman's world is pieced together from lies, and her world is like a novel.

There are main characters and supporting characters, plot devices, and various other elements, all progressing along a fixed storyline...

What's frightening is that everyone is real, manipulated by the world, and completely unaware of their own situation.

Only she woke up.

Even A-Yuan is...

Saki Koizumi instinctively gripped Kita Kirihara's clothes tightly.

Bei Qie's principle was to hold her even tighter in his arms.

When I speak and breathe, I can feel subtle vibrations in my chest.

She said, "Saki, don't overthink it."

That one sentence alone plunged Saki Koizumi's heart into despair.

“If my fate is predetermined, destined to remain on this page,” Kita Kirihara said softly, “I also hope that you can continue to move forward.”

"But……"

“Saki,” Kita Kirihara said, his speech quickening unconsciously. “If I never see you again, then good morning, good afternoon, and good night.”

That's a classic line from "The Truman Show".

Kita Kirihara's words were still echoing in her ears when Koizumi Saki felt an emptiness beside her.

She looked up as if startled awake and found that Ah Yuan's original spot was now empty.

Kita Kirihara disappeared, right in front of her.

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195. A world without Kita-Kirihara

Saki Koizumi was unable to find any trace of Kita Kirihara.

Kita Kirihara's whereabouts seem to have vanished from the world.

No matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find any information related to Kita Kirihara.

Even if you ask the people around you, you'll only get a blank reply: "Huh? Isn't that your lover who disappeared seven years ago?"

Then, the person being asked will cautiously cast a glance at you: "Kami-senpai/Kami/Koizumi, have you been working too much lately and are you too tired...? Do you want to take a break?"

A lot has indeed happened recently.

Since the Tower Conference, Frozen Frame retired, the Beastmaster advanced to Tier 2, and Future Vision and Dream Weaver died. Tian Jing disappeared completely, and the day of his death is not far off. The fresh blood recruited by the Tower was quickly promoted to Quasi-Special Grade, and the National Hero Academy also got on track.

There wasn't actually a shortage of manpower to the point that Shenming was working day and night, but Shenming was used to this work frequency and took on all the important tasks himself during this crucial period.

I spend very little time at home each day.

Perhaps facing the pitch-black scene in his home, the hallucination that hadn't struck for many years recurred, causing him to confuse his dream with reality.

In her hallucination, Goddess should have an important lover waiting for her to return home.

Almost everyone was worried about Saki Koizumi's mental state.

But now that Shiori Hachiya has sacrificed herself, turning herself into the bricks and tiles that weave the dream defense line, it is no longer possible to provide her with psychological counseling.

The god asked everyone that Shinmei had contacted, and all the answers he received were from Shinmei who had never met her.

"Never seen you before." "I've only seen you in your photos." "Haven't you been home alone lately, senior?"

She asked again and again with hope, but never received the answer she wanted.

Those disappointed, tearful eyes were truly worrying.

Unable to rest easy about Koizumi Saki, who had suddenly abandoned all her affairs, Kobayashi Ryo brought tiramisu and knocked on Koizumi Saki's door.

"Senpai?" She waited for a while but Koizumi Saki didn't come out to open the door for her. Worried, she took the key and opened the door to Kamina's house. "What's wrong with you...?"

She paused in her speech.

She was prepared to face a house that looked like it had been through a typhoon, but when she opened the door, she was surprised to find the interior was clean and tidy.