As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

step……

step……

One more step...

In the heavy rain and the lights, everything was distorted, leaving only black and white.

When she reached the shore.

Only ruins remain of the place where we sailed.

Staggering forward.

The eternal, lifeless scene once again caught up with her.

No, these sufferings never go away.

It was just that her ridiculous self-esteem was pulling her along, making her forget everything else.

It's just a dead iris. Why do you think you have the ability to protect it?

I am not a righteous person.

The Republic leaned almost powerlessly on the ruins outside the yard.

The childish, almost broken cry pierced through the rain like a knife whose blade had long been bent and was as blunt as it could be.

Pulling at the wound where she had just started to grow some new flesh.

And tear it apart.

a little,

a little,

One more point.

She stumbled forward, leaning on the flag.

The inscription on the flag emitted a pale light.

It is a warning, a warning against one’s own sins.

So everything around me is constantly being deprived.

And now, people who had nothing to do with him also died because of this.

She could see a child with his legs pinned down in the wreckage, crying helplessly, and a hand stretched out from the pile of rocks.

The Republic fell to his knees at the gate of the courtyard.

He stretched out his trembling hands, trying to grab something.

When the children saw her under the light, they couldn't help but shrink back.

Her hand dropped weakly, and a drop of blood flowed down her cheek.

So, my face was covered in blood?

I guess the same goes for my hair.

His whole body seemed to be covered in glaring scarlet.

Ha, these have always been their blood.

Republic...

Republic...

Everyone who dies in a disaster is related to themselves.

I should have knelt on the ground and taken the blame for others.

But often, in the end, it is "I can't do anything."

Thunder exploded along with lightning.

Lighting up the winter night sky.

No, that's not right, that wasn't thunder.

On the mountain, starting from halfway up the mountain and gradually moving upwards, a brilliant white light suddenly burst out.

"Commander... Commander... Is he still there?"

Everything was distorted and collapsed in the violent explosion.

Along with the world in the eyes of the Republic.

"thump."

She's down.

IF Line 7734

After several battles, Tianhai has become a military barrier through continuous destruction and reinforcement.

The Republic walked slowly along the newly planned streets.

She had just finished get off work and left her desk in the Tianhai Command Room.

And for her destination, this is a shortcut.

But the young lady never expected to see that guy here again.

The moon that shines with the stars.

She didn't notice it at first. After all, with her identity, she had an inexplicable feeling of being watched wherever she went.

It wasn't until she passed by the iron stairs of an unfinished building that she saw a fire light up in the darkness.

"Should I call you Burgundy? Or should I call you Baroness?" The Republic stopped.

His eyes turned towards the direction where the fire was lit.

The ship girl in black clothes and white hair lit a cheap cigarette for herself, but did not smoke it, just put it aside.

"Long time no see." She shrugged, her different-colored eyes reflecting the faint lights in the distance.

It also lets the Republic know where it should look.

Although it would be the same without these.

Darkness alone could not possibly block the Republic's view.

Burgundy was silent for a long time, and only spoke when the cigarette was almost burned out.

"How are you lately?"

"Don't you know?" Republic's tone was as flat as a dead person.

"What about you? Are you still doing those?" she continued.

No questions, no resentment.

Burgundy seemed to have anticipated this.

"Ah, that, I haven't done it for a long time."

She shrugged.

"So?" asked the Republic.

"Yeah, it's just like what the Red Baron said." The down-and-out knight met the empty eyes.

“It feels like it’s irreversible.”

"It's not the first time." The Republic raised the flagpole and prepared to leave.

Burgundy emerged from the shadows and followed the Republic.

"so……"

"Don't..." The Republic showed a rare wave of emotion.

"Don't ask anything..." She knew that this person could easily dig out everything about her.

and so--

"Please, don't ask anything..."

Although she had learned how to hide herself and how to respond to other people's expectations amidst the drinking and socializing in Donghuang.

but,

but……

"Do you regret it?" Burgundy just asked this question.

The Republic paused.

Regret, decision, future.

Nightmares, phantom pains, the past.

I surrendered a long time ago.

"Yes, that's right, without a doubt, it's all my fault." She turned and looked at Burgundy.

"Is this enough? Are you satisfied, Your Excellency, the Duke of Burgundy?"

"It's a common occurrence. If you want a simple and bright life, you'll have to stifle your own ideals."

Burgundy laughed somewhat mockingly, but he didn't know who he was mocking.

"So? You want to laugh at me for not even having the courage to run away?" Republic met Burgundy's gaze once again.

After a brief moment of catharsis, she had cleaned herself up.

Those empty eyes that made people feel a little palpitating were the best answer——

"I want to live. What do you think?" Republic said. "Whether it's the paperwork that blocks my vision every day, or the reality that seeps into my every viscera in nightmares..."

"Be it loneliness, silence, or injustice, what do I have to resent?"

The Republic ignored what Burgundy saw as uncontrollable madness and chaos.

Fire needs fuel to burn, but I have nothing left to ignite.

"Because none of this means anything. And you still have to live, right?" Burgundy Street said, she has always understood this person.

"So, come walk with me to the beach." Burgundy made the invitation.

"My pleasure, Your Excellency." The Republic curtsied impeccably.

Burgundy didn't look at it any further, just turned around.

Republic followed her slowly, lagging behind her by a certain distance, but just enough to hear the other person talking.

"What about you? Have you been doing those things?"

This time, the person who asked the question was the one who was a little behind.

"Yeah, been doing those things." Burgundy nodded.

"So, how does it feel to not belong?"

Burgundy smiled bitterly, "You really don't give me face."

"Great Miss Banner Bearer, could you please stop asking questions..."

She can easily see into the Republic's mind, but the Republic can also hear the sorrow in her heart.

"This world is really ridiculous. Everything is wireless and high-tech. You can't even hang yourself." Burgundy changed the subject.

"Well, congratulations. These are truly unforgettable words." Republic read without any emotion.

"So you are satisfied, Miss?"

Burgundy didn't need to recall, and didn't need to fall asleep to know that his heart had already become turbid and broken.

I consciously take sleeping pills every night to detoxify my mind before I can fall asleep.

If I happen to have a mission? It is to indulge this turbid and crazy encroachment of the hunting night.

"I want to live too." Burgundy decided to use the same sentence structure to respond to the person behind him.

"Whether it's the suffocating smell of blood every day or the endless darkness of the future, isn't it nice to live without questioning the truth of black and white, happiness and suffering?"