My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"Boom boom boom boom boom-"

……

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was a permanent mark.

The man who swung the sword and drained himself and the entire world of all Honkai energy, looked at the white light that filled the sky, falling from mid-air like a bird with its wings broken.

Did you make it?

……do not know.

Has it failed?

……do not know.

is he dead

……do not know.

Does it make sense?

……do not know.

……

Either way.

He closed his eyes, stopped looking at the world, and let himself fall.

I'm tired……

It's time to rest……

Then, after a long traversal, fell into a small chasm torn by a previous gigantic collision.

Disappear.

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you're awake.

Ok……

What's wrong?You seem to have something to say.

I... had a dream. I dreamed of some... old friends from the past, some older, some more recent, but probably from a long, long time ago... and two, very interesting girls.

Doesn't sound like a nightmare.

Yeah... It's not really a nightmare... How long have I been asleep?

Sixteen years, now it is [-].Haha, it's been a long time indeed.

sixteen years...

Well, sixteen years.

... How are you doing now?

It doesn't matter whether life is good or not, anti-entropy has been established for sixteen years, Emma is still soaking in the laboratory as usual, and Schrödinger is still following her with a straight face.Nancy lost her legs sixteen years ago, and now she is mainly responsible for some management work. Tesla is still the same, not in shape, except for drinking in the research room. I am still the same, except for the shoulders. The burden is a bit heavier, and it is no different from the previous life.

What about... Walter?how is he?

Walter?In the confrontation with Otto sixteen years ago, Otto left a Honkai fission bomb for New York as a backup. He chose to sacrifice to protect the city.

Is that so...

Yeah, it's a pity isn't it?The heir you had high hopes for died in the battle to protect a city. In your eyes, his value should be higher than a mere New York... Where are you going?

Vatican.

You want to leave?Just leave?Go to destiny?

Well, leave.go, destiny...

why?

I promised someone that I would do one thing, and now... it's time to practice it.

Then... come back?

……Feel sorry.

……

April [-], [-], New York.

"you're awake."

A calm and indifferent female voice came into Gong Ming's ears, which made his brain, which seemed a little confused due to sleep, wake up for a moment, but the next moment he realized who the speaker was. After being silent, he still slowly opened his eyes.

What appeared in his line of sight... was the girl's messy blue hair and the white porcelain bowl in her hand, the hot porridge.

As it was then.

"Hmm..." After hesitating for a long time, he looked at the familiar ceiling and asked softly with complicated eyes.

"How long have I slept?"