The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

"How could something like this be a joke?"

Ying answered in a very serious tone.

"Uh... okay then."

Kiana shrugged, indicating she was speechless.

She didn't know whether she should believe Ying's words, but looking into Ying's serious eyes, she couldn't refute them.

"Alright, it's getting late, I'm going to rest now. Goodbye, Kiana!"

After saying that, Ying turned and walked out.

Kiana stood there, her gaze fixed on the direction Ying had left, lingering there for a long time.

Watching Ying's departing figure, Kiana gently shook her head, her face full of disappointment, and muttered to herself:

"Ying, I hope you will never make a decision that hurts yourself, otherwise... I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."

Kiana's voice was very low, but Ying, who had just reached the door, heard it.

"Sigh... I wish I wouldn't make a decision that would hurt myself, but these are things I can't choose, Kiana..."

A deep pain was evident in Ying's eyes.

In this world, nothing can control destiny; one can only abide by the rules.

Moreover, this rule was set by themselves.

Kiana, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I really can't go against my heart, I... I really can't...

Ying silently murmured to herself, then turned and walked out.

Kiana didn't stay there for long and soon returned to her room.

She lay quietly in bed, pondering the problem silently.

There is a saying in this world: "The will of Heaven is unpredictable." Who can know what will happen in their future?

Perhaps, Ying's fate was truly destined to be a tragedy...

Perhaps... I really shouldn't have interfered in all of this, right?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Kiana's lips.

"But no matter what, as long as you need my help... Ying, no matter if there is a thorny cliff or a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire ahead, I will forge ahead without hesitation."

Kiana thought to herself, and couldn't help but say those words aloud.

"I said, nothing has even happened yet. You're already thinking about going through fire and water? Sigh, are all the Kaslana family members like this?"

After hearing her words, Celine, who had remained silent throughout the meal, finally couldn't help but voice her complaint.

"what!?"

Kiana looked at Sirin in surprise, puzzled, and asked, "What are you talking about, Sirin?"

"I mean, are all the Kaslana family members this stupid?"

Sirin looked at Kiana with a disappointed expression.

Kiana was speechless. Why was this little guy suddenly talking like that?

Honestly, it's quite hurtful...

"I don't know why either. Maybe it's fate? The Kaslana family is ultimately bound by the blood of protection."

Kiana let out a long sigh of relief, then spoke to Sirin.

"Hmm? Hmm... I see. This is also a characteristic you inherited, although your connection to this family seems to me to be only through your name."

Sirin nodded and said to Kiana.

However, the petite girl was unaware of the painful past her words touched upon.

Even Kiana, who is usually cheerful, fell silent at this moment.

"Huh? That..."

With his keen sense of atmosphere, the little guy quickly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

So he immediately changed his tune, trying to salvage the situation and avoid punishment.

However...

"By the way, Sirin, I wanted to ask you, what's your name?"

"Cirin".

Sirin said, "This is the name you forced on me. You think it sounds nice, right? As a tool, it's nothing. It's just that I feel a void form can help me better—!"

"So you think the only connection between us is our names?"

Kiana slowly sat up, gazing with her azure eyes at her partner with whom she had spent so much time...

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Our connection...

Sirin had never thought about this question. As a void being that should not have appeared in the world, she only knew that her purpose was to obey the girl in front of her.

This is the mission of a tool, something that must be done. It's also a fate one cannot escape...

However, this simple-minded master of mine seems to have a somewhat different way of thinking.

"They should only have a name, no... or rather, they shouldn't even have a name."

Xilin shook her head, then sat on the bedside table and swung her little feet.

"Host, can you develop feelings for the tools you use?"

A hint of melancholy flashed in her beautiful eyes, as if she were saddened by recalling her true identity.

However...

Of course.

Kiana answered firmly, without the slightest hesitation or falsehood.

She lay on the bed with her head resting on her delicate hand, staring calmly at the ceiling.

It was as if all the unpleasantness just now was nothing but a passing cloud.

This scene was so unusual that Xilin couldn't help but speak up:

"Huh? Uh...you're not following the usual script."

"What kind of tactic?"

For some reason, Xilin felt her face turn slightly red.

She turned her face away shyly and asked slowly:

"Ah, um... it's nothing. Hmm, so... you've developed feelings for me?"

"What's the point of saying anything now? We're good friends."

"Who cares about you... Hey, do whatever you want."

Xilin thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized that what she said was not quite appropriate.

I am indeed Kiana's servant now, and I should not have any other emotions in my current position.

But how could I have said such a thing?

Could it be that I haven't communicated with others for too long?

Or have I just become stupid?

Okay, okay. Stop worrying about it.

Kiana looked at Sirin's conflicted expression and chuckled softly:

"You don't need to worry too much about your identity or writing. After all, I think you're a very simple person. I hope you can live a good life."

Sirin was slightly startled when she heard Kiana's words.

She... she's actually that kind of person?

This was something Sirin never expected.

Although she always thought Kiana was a simple person, she never expected...

It turns out that simple people are so kind!

At that moment, she felt Kiana's sincerity and kindness.

"So that's what you wanted to say... That's very much in line with your style."

"Well, because I really can't think of a good way to express what's on my mind."

Kiana gave a bright smile, looked up, and her eyes shone.

"I've thought it through. As long as we're together, that's enough. As for the rest... we'll talk about it slowly during our trip."

"But... never mind. Whatever makes you happy."

Xilin sighed, then sat obediently on the bedside table, looking just like a well-behaved and sensible doll.

However, she is indeed a doll.

But Kiana looked at Sirin in front of her with a faint smile in her eyes.

I've really found a great partner.

This feeling...

It's really quite good.

Xilin sat on the bedside table, head down, looking deep in thought.

She doesn't know why, but she feels something's off lately.

Ever since Kiana turned me into this, I've stayed by her side, and my life has become much more peaceful.