Comet Dragon, breaking into the gravity field

[But who knows what Tiantianliu Kuanglong Virus is thinking]

However, as an author, one is limited by some force majeure factors and cannot tell the readers what he really thinks when writing - this is also a part that creators have to appreciate after completing their work.

Therefore, at this time, the creators need to work harder and interpret the text in a way that meets the readers' expectations.

"I think this is the fate that belongs only to the Black Eclipse Dragon and the Heavenly Dragon."

Standing up slowly with his back to the sun, Ritsu Narose looked at the girl with sharp eyes.

"From the moment it was born, it was destined to be incompatible with other life. And the moment it transformed, seemingly escaping darkness and embracing light, was actually a further corruption of body and mind."

"Even if it finally possesses a bright appearance and the ability to control the virus... it still exists in darkness, and can never escape the original sin dissolved in its blood."

[Not to mention the Chaos Black Dragon, which is sandwiched between the Black Dragon and the Heavenly Dragon and has no hope of further transformation after evolving halfway.]

Ritsu Narushe didn't say the last sentence.

For this seemingly sentimental reader, the "Chaos Black Dragon" that is not mentioned in the novel is undoubtedly a more cruel story.

It's better not to say anything.

"I thought I had broken free from the shackles of darkness and was now free. Then I tried to separate myself from the past, not realizing that I was blinded by darkness."

While dissecting the Tenkai Ryuu in his memory, Ritsu Narose kept expressing his thoughts.

"Rather than a predestined tragedy, I feel more like a prisoner trying to escape from the prison called 'fate'."

"From being unable to see, to opening its eyes and taking in the world for the first time. Even if the light it saw was all false, perhaps it was enough for it, born into misfortune."

The original depressed mood had long disappeared, and Ritsu Narose seemed to have returned to the afternoon when he was writing the novel.

The satisfaction I get from discussing a story with my readers is exactly the same as how I felt at the time.

"Well, that's the end of my character analysis." Looking at the girl who was thinking with her head down, Ritsu Narose couldn't help but smile.

"'There are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand eyes.' For those who don't like tragedy, this novel may seem boring."

"No," the girl who had been listening silently suddenly raised her head, "This novel... is very interesting."

A dreamy beetle, shimmering with rainbow light, chases the sun between the beach and tree trunks; a petite downy rail, its body brimming with softness; a lucky dragonfly, whose icy blue body, only emerges in the rain, giving it a particularly refreshing look...

It is precisely because the black dragon cannot see the colorful world around it that readers who are watching the story can deeply appreciate the existence of those beautiful things.

Looking at the boy in front of him, Gao Songdeng suddenly found that his expression was a little strange.

A blank expression, yet vaguely happy?

Two opposing yet unified emotions appeared simultaneously on that youthful face.

It’s like a student who is daydreaming in class. After imagining a thrilling superpower battle in his mind, he suddenly comes to his senses and realizes that he has missed the “key points” in the textbook.

But when he was sweating profusely and his hands and feet were cold because of the sudden pop quiz, he found that he could answer these questions easily.

Such huge ups and downs are like the shocking line chart drawn by stocks, the ups and downs of exchange rates, and even more like the heart whose pressure rises and falls rapidly when seeing the drastic changes in stocks and exchange rates.

And all of this eventually turned into a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, neither sad nor happy.

Ritsu Naruse smiled and tried hard to control the dragon energy in her body to avoid exploding in front of this lovely reader.

Look at her, her temperament is like that of a docile little animal, her words are as gentle as an angel...

Ritsu Narose finally remembered where this sense of déjà vu came from.

Standing in front of the girl, his hands gently placed on her shoulders, he sincerely expressed his gratitude to her in a way that could not be expressed in dry words.

"Thank you, Justia."

6. Shockwave = Weakness + Vulnerability

"It's a nice day today, Takamatsu-san."

After some friendly exchanges, the two who had just learned each other's names sat on a bench and chatted to pass the time.

Sitting on the left side of the bench, Ritsu Narose narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed his hands in front of him, like an old man basking in the sun.

It is quiet and peaceful, as if the whole person is melting into the warm spring sunshine shining on the body.

If Gao Songdeng had not raised this question——

"Who is the 'Justia' that Ritsu just mentioned?"

The girl sitting on the right was still looking at him with curiosity.

The corners of his smiling mouth suddenly became stiff. Although Ritsu Narose really wanted to pretend that he didn't hear what the other person said, the wind was not noisy today.

Everyone must be familiar with the feeling he has in his heart now.

For example, when a person is watching cartoons in his room, his parents, brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, etc. suddenly open the door and come in. In most cases, the conversation will start with something like "XX, what are you watching?"

At this time, how should I answer?

"I'm just watching an isekai harem anime~" "This is a hardcore magical girl from a new era!" "That whole 'he fell in love with her, but he actually loved her' thing is really messed up"...

Generally speaking, people's sense of shame does not allow them to directly express their hobbies that are not understood by outsiders.

The same goes for Gu Long.

Therefore, a roundabout way of speaking is necessary.

"I'm thinking about whether there is a limit to human fantasy," "I'm looking for the innocent self of my childhood," "I'm analyzing the birth and end of adolescent emotional entanglements"... At worst, you can just use nonsense like "I'm watching cartoons" to get rid of it.

By taking a slight detour, you can take care of your own cheap sense of shame and hint to others not to dig into the matter.

I don't want to lie, so I can only give a general summary without revealing my XP: II Pulling the Ball Witch II I Stopping the Seal

"She is a lovely and kind girl."

"Oh……"

……

[What's going on? What's wrong with this girl?]

Shouldn't she have known I was just being perfunctory and just laughed it off? Why did she seem to completely believe it?

[It feels like I'm deliberately teasing this kind and innocent child. I feel really guilty!]

Did I do something wrong?

The expression of the young man next to him became obviously serious, and Gao Songdeng's heartstrings subconsciously tightened.

[What happened? Why did the atmosphere suddenly become so strange?]

Taking a quick glance at Takamatsu Deng, Ritsu Narose felt more and more that something was wrong - but he couldn't tell what was wrong at the moment.

Anyway, we can't get involved in this topic any further.

[Put some use on me, my wisdom! Stop playing out that meaningless little drama in my head!]

Naruse Ritsu's Brain: Abba Abba...ton?

[Hahaha… you’re actually thinking of such a bad joke!? ]

Looking back on his short life - and Ryusho, Ritsu Narose suddenly realized that he had never dealt with a similar situation before.

Neither Natsume Reiko nor Mira Lutz had ever taught me how to counsel an autistic girl. Furthermore, their attitudes towards humans... well, they were quite subtle.

At this point, is it possible that I can only reveal my identity as the author of the novel?

After taking another quick glance at the girl fifty centimeters to his right, Ritsu Narose felt like he was about to break out in a sweat.

Although this action may seem like self-boasting and is not in line with his style of doing things, he can no longer hesitate!

This was the first real reader he had ever seen!

Should he let the other person become depressed?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"Ahem - um, is Takamatsu-san interested in reading my other novels?" After calming down and showing a smile that was in line with the normal cognition of human society, Ritsu Narose's tone remained as steady as usual.

"novel?"

"That's right," Naruse Ritsu pulled out her phone, opened Twitter and logged into her personal profile with ease, then handed the phone to Takamatsu. "I'm the author of this book, so I wanted to hear Takamatsu-san's opinion."

Gao Songdeng took the phone with both hands and focused his eyes on the screen in front of him.

The user's avatar is a Moai statue looking up at the sky, and the description below is a short poem with an ambiguous meaning: "Leaning on this heavenly comet sword, facing the big tornado with a smile, the mist dragon is a big change."

The pinned content is the promotional advertisement for "Poem of the Tenkai Ryuu" that she just watched, and below it are the latest personal updates.

——"How would you evaluate a beautiful girl reader you met by chance?"

There are no accompanying pictures, but the comment section below is bustling with activity.

[There's something incredible in front of me...it's actually a message!]

[Yes, I met the author offline today]

[Alas, I am fantasizing again]

[It's been three days! Where am I updating? ]

We noticed you haven't logged into Pixiv in nearly three weeks. Please allow us to check in and see if everything is going well.

……

There were many more comments, but Takamatsu Deng had no idea what they were talking about.

Turning the page further, you will see a short story updated a few days ago titled "Saying Goodnight in Xuhei City".

Seeing this, she already believed what Ritsu Narose said.

"But why are you looking for me..."

"Do you think there is an attraction between people?"

Answering a question with a question might get you poked in the forehead in some places.

But Naruse Ritsu didn't care. He had noticed that this reader was a bit of an introvert. If he wanted to build a bridge of communication with such a person, he would have to launch a more fierce attack and break through the thick wall of his heart in one fell swoop!

"Fate pushed me down the path of 'meeting Takamatsu Light today,' otherwise I would have been traveling down another path."

"Do you believe in gravity?"

“It’s because of this that we can sit here on the same bench and have this conversation.”

Naruse Ritsu turned his head and looked directly into Takamatsu's beautiful amber eyes. At this moment, he was like a hunter sharpening his katana, maintaining his offensive like a continuous tide.

“Relationships between people can sometimes be indestructible, and sometimes they can be easily broken.”

“People who met by chance may become unforgettable friends because of a chance encounter, and deep friendships may lose contact because of a trivial dispute.”

"So, I will cherish everyone who can become my friend."

Looking straight at the boy on her left, Gao Songdeng pursed her lips and said nothing. She felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster, as if she had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.

"The opportunity for my conversation with Mr. Takamatsu stems from our identities as author and reader."

"But even putting aside the relationship between author and reader, I believe I can become friends with Takamatsu-san."

Stretching out his right hand, which was no different from that of a human, Ritsu Narushe quietly gazed at this "little animal" that had been living on an isolated island:

"How about a handshake?"

"As far as I know, this is the most common way to greet new friends."

7. Beautiful every day~

"It would be great if we could be friends forever..."

Takamatsu Touma's voice was low, but it still caught Naruse Ritsu's attention. Hearing that whisper, which seemed to be a whisper from his heart, Naruse Ritsu's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"Sorry, I said something weird again." Takamatsu Deng's expression became tense again, like an insomniac who tossed and turned in his quilt in the middle of the night, surrounded by his dark history.

"No! That's not surprising at all!"

Ritsu Narose tried hard to suppress the frivolous thought of "rushing over and holding the other person's hands tightly", but even so, his eager eyes completely betrayed him.

"Takamatsu-san means—"

"Will you continue to follow my account in the future? Even after decades, even when I become an old grandmother, I will tell the stories I wrote to the children around me!?"

"Eh?"