Terra's Magnetic Field

"Shut up!" Hemer shouted at Mel, "No one can make decisions for her!"

Hemer turned around and comforted Ifrit, "I respect your choice. I have restricted you too much in the past and limited your growth."

She said earnestly:

"But you have to think clearly. There is no way back. Once you decide to open it, there is no turning back. Once you choose to hold on to what is inside, it is like winding up a spring that will never stop..."

"Hemer, your words seem to make Ifrit more nervous~" Mel said. She looked at the wall clock and saw that Ifrit had been hesitating for seven or eight minutes.

"Ah..." Meier sighed and held his forehead, "Maybe I'm really too impatient... Eve, if you're not ready yet, I'll take this thing back. When you make up your mind, you can ask me for it again. How about that?"

Mel made a proposal that everyone present could accept.

"Yes, Eve, you don't have to force yourself," Magellan also advised.

"I agree," the White Owl said emotionlessly.

“………………”, Saria remained silent. She didn’t want to do anything to interfere with Ifrit’s choice. She just watched silently what choice her child would make.

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Whether Ifrit opened the package and bid farewell to mediocrity, or turned around and gave up and returned to peace, she would not blame her or express any dissatisfaction with her.

"Huff...Huff..." Ifrit's breathing quickened. This was still too much for her. She had thought it was just an ordinary dinner party, but she didn't expect it to develop like this. She had to suddenly decide whether to live her life from now on...

"I'm sorry... Mel... I can't do it..." Ifrit sobbed. Perhaps she felt that she had failed Mel's expectations of her. Her actions made Mel feel a little guilty. The culprit whispered:

"You don't have to apologize. I should be the one to say sorry..." Mel put away her smile and a gloomy look appeared on her face. Only then did she realize what a cruel thing she had done.

"I can't do it..." Ifrit released the hand that was pinching her butterfly-tailed chin, then hugged Hemer and cried out.

"Ah..." Magellan looked at it and shook his head. Although the white-faced owl had no expression, it also let out a mechanical sigh.

"………………" Saria continued to remain silent.

She glanced at Mel as if to say, "Are you happy now?"

Mel replied with the power of magnetic field, "Maybe now is really not the right time, but I won't give up. Ifrit can't go on like this forever, you should understand."

"The only thing I understand is that you shouldn't force a child to do something she doesn't want to do..."

"It seems we have nothing more to say now."

"…………"

Finally, they gave up communicating with each other and let out a sigh.

Even if there is magnetic force, what does it matter? Even if you can read each other's mind and convey your thoughts accurately, what does it matter? What cannot be compromised remains uncompromised, and what cannot be forgiven remains unforgivable.

As long as individual consciousness exists, disputes will never stop, and humans will never be able to truly understand each other. (The NT chat room in Gundam is still too idealistic after all. Real wars and disagreements are always caused by unequal distribution. Just understanding the other party's thoughts will not end the war at all.)

Saria walked towards Ifrit first, while Mel stopped where she was, as she felt she was not qualified to comfort the child.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Saria hugged Hemer, and Hemer hugged Ifrit inside. They now looked like a family of three.

"Knock, knock, knock~" The regular knocking sound spread from the door to the living room. After five seconds of silence, three more knocks were heard, "Knock, knock, knock~"

"Who?" Hemer looked towards the door first, then she looked at Saria blankly, subconsciously thinking that it was someone Saria invited.

Saria didn't understand why Hemer looked at her like that. She was also confused. "I don't know."

Mel used his power to see through the door. Outside the door stood a black-haired young man dressed as a courier. The Penguin Logistics logo was printed on his uniform sweatshirt.

"It's a courier. Hemer, have you bought anything recently?"

"No, I rarely buy things online, I always go to physical stores..." Hemer couldn't let go of Ifrit for a while, so she could only whisper to Saria who was sticking to her, "Go open the door."

"Why me..." Although Saria was very reluctant, she still stood up and walked towards the door.

Maybe Hemer still considered her a member of the family, so he asked her to open the door? Thinking of this, Saria felt satisfied again.

"Knock, knock, knock~" There was another knock on the door. Saria hurried over and opened the door. The person standing outside the door surprised her. It was the young man Rupert whom she had met in the parking lot before.

The young man standing outside the door took off his heavy military coat and put on a more fashionable black and white sweatshirt. The collar was open to his chest, revealing a little bit of the black lining underneath.

He wore a baseball cap, carried a medium-sized sports bag on his back, and a small water bottle hung on the side. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and he exhaled white hot air, looking just like other busy young people on the island.

"It's you..." Saria didn't know what to say for a moment. She remembered the promise she had made to Ifrit before. Did she have to apologize to this young man now?

"Are we familiar with each other?" The young man pinched the edge of his cap and twisted it a few times to make his wet hair more comfortable. He then said, "Director Saria, let's finish this quickly. I have to hurry to the next place."

"What's the matter?" Saria watched the young man turn the backpack behind him to the front and take out an envelope with a delivery note attached to it.

"The address is correct, and the recipient written on it is you," the young man also took out a ballpoint pen and a form. He handed the pen to Saria, put the form in front of her, and said, "This is the express delivery receipt form, please sign here," he pointed to the lower right corner of the form.

All this left Saria confused.

Not to mention that she had moved away a long time ago, who would send something to her at this time? And what? This reminded her of the sudden appearance of blue and white porcelain and the person who was so mysterious that no one knew about it.

And the young man that she cared about was now standing in front of her, and everything disturbed her originally peaceful heart and life.

Saria took the pen and did not sign the receipt immediately. Instead, she asked the young man:

"Aren't you a parking lot security guard? How did you suddenly become a Penguin Logistics employee? It's been less than an hour and you're in front of me again..."

"I work two jobs a day. I'm a security guard during the day, and I work part-time as a courier after the afternoon." As the young man spoke, the setting sun behind him was sinking little by little, and night was approaching.

"I'm sorry if my frequent presence bothers you."

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He tapped his fingers on the receipt, "Sign quickly, I can only stay for three minutes at a time, otherwise my salary will be deducted."

"But..." Saria wanted to say something, but found that the young man was already a little impatient.

His feelings were captured by Saria's power, but he still tried not to express his emotions directly.

Looking at Saria indifferently is like looking at countless people passing by.

Yes, no matter how much Saria cares, all this is just work for this young man, part of his tedious daily life. Her continued nagging will only confuse this "outsider".

Finally, Saria signed the delivery slip. The young man carefully put the slip and the ballpoint pen back into his bag, smiling with satisfaction.

Perhaps it was because the military coat outfit had left too deep an impression on her that Saria realized that the young man's appearance could definitely be described as "handsome".

His "angular" appearance is different from those popular pretty boys nowadays. It is more tough and more in line with the aesthetic taste of people like Saria who were born in the 1960s and 1970s.

His figure is also different from the slender and delicate mainstream idols of today. He is more solid, well-proportioned and tall. Even when wearing a loose sweatshirt, some of his muscle lines can still be seen.

There is a melancholy temperament between the young man's deep eyebrows and eyes. We cannot say that he is "beautiful", but only that he is "handsome", handsome but not effeminate.

The young man pinched the brim of his hat, pulled it down, and signaled to Saria:

"Then I'll take my leave. I wish you a happy life in the future," he turned and walked towards the white van on the side of the road. The black-haired Luper woman in the driver's seat was stuffing a chocolate bar into her mouth.

Saria stared at the young man's back and felt that he looked strangely familiar. She quickly remembered something and called out to the young man:

"Wait a minute..." She didn't dare shout too loudly, for fear that other people in the room would notice.

"What do you want?" The young man turned and gave Saria a business smile.

"It's just... about what happened in the parking lot before. I was... a little emotional... I shouldn't have thrown the money in your face..."

After Saria finished her words, she didn't even dare to look the young man in the eye. She heard the young man's reply:

"I'm sorry that I can't accept your apology because I don't feel any sincerity from it, Saria..." The tone of the young man's speech changed slightly from before, and he no longer called her "Director Saria". His voice continued: "If you just want to apologize to me, then there is no need. I am not so humble as to do that."

“……………………”Saria did not refute the young man because what he said was right.

After hearing that, she kept her head down and stood there in silence, listening to the young man's footsteps getting farther away, the sound of him opening the door and getting into the car, and the sound of the van he was sitting in starting and driving to the other side of the road...

Finally, everything calmed down.

The young man left, and Saria didn't even figure out who he was or what his name was.

That’s all for today.

Postscript: In the end, it all depends on the face. When Guishao went over to talk to Lao Chen, he relied on his cheeky face to succeed. Reality is really cruel...

Lao Chen: Wow! Brother Guiqiao is so handsome (bluish face)

Both Lao Chen and Wan Bao are fans of beauty. Fast forward to the moment when Lao Chen is about to give Gui Qiao the ultimate humiliation, replicating the incident with Xiao Er.

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Saria walked into the house nervously with the envelope in her hand, even forgetting to close the door. Her uneasy look was naturally noticed by Mel.

"What's wrong?" Mel asked. She stared at the envelope in Saria's hand and wanted to use the power of magnetic field to see through it.

After realizing her intention, Saria quickly put the envelope behind her and used her own strength to block Mel's detection. Before confirming what was inside, she didn't want others to spy on the secret in advance.

"Why are you reacting so strongly?" Mel felt strange, but gave up after seeing Saria's determined look. She raised her hands lightly in a gesture of surrender, as if she had given up.

"Well...it seems that we all have our own little calculations now. Even you have things you don't want others to know."

"What's the matter? What did you get?" Hemer looked at Mel first and then at Saria. Saria deliberately avoided her gaze, which made her even more suspicious. In her opinion, there were too many things about this woman that she couldn't figure out. She even began to doubt whether she really understood her?

With this suspicion, Hemer slowly let go of Ifrit. She stood up and walked two steps to Saria and asked her solemnly:

"what exactly is it?"

"Huh..." Saria breathed in and out, and only answered, "I don't know..."

Saria's answer obviously failed to convince Hemer, and only made the situation worse.

"Don't know?" Hemer imitated Saria and put his hands behind his back, his voice rising a few notches, "How could you not know?" She spoke louder and the distance between her and Saria became shorter. Her aggressive momentum forced Saria, who was half a head taller than her, to retreat again and again.

"This is where I live. Even if they send something, they will only send it to me. Why do you want to take it?" After saying this, Hemer suddenly stabbed Saria's back. This ordinary, short woman actually wanted to take things from the extraordinary, tall Saria. She was really crazy...

Saria didn't even need to dodge. She used her right hand to hold down Hemer's head. With just a slight force, Hemer was unable to move forward. There was no need to use the power of the magnetic field at all.

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"Olivia..." Saria looked embarrassed, and Hemer's face became even more depressed. She glared at him.

Leia, yelled at her:

"Damn it! Saria! Give me that thing!"

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This voice also startled the other people present. They couldn't understand why Hemer was so obsessed with the letter in Saria's hand.

Maybe Homer has really reached menopause...

What had been happening recently was increasingly beyond her control. She had always regarded the place where she and Ifrit lived as her last refuge, but today, she was about to lose even this last refuge.

First, Mel took it upon himself to provoke her by offering Ifrit a [big gift], and then Saria was secretive with her, making it clear that she didn't trust her and had reservations about her.

The envelope in Saria's hand was like a spark, igniting the gunpowder that had accumulated in her recently due to the pressure of life, blowing her peaceful heart to pieces and driving her crazy.

As if in a fit of anger, Hemer wanted to snatch the envelope from Saria's hand and tear it open in front of everyone else to see what was inside!

No one can stop her! No one can!

She is the owner of this place!

Although Hemer pushed forward desperately and used his head to butt against Saria's right hand to make the woman retreat, he still couldn't move her at all. The power gap between them was so outrageous that they couldn't even be considered the same species.

"Hemer...is that enough? Doing this in front of Ifrit...don't you think it's childish?" Mel couldn't bear to watch this ridiculous scene, and she didn't want Hemer to become a clown. After saying these words of persuasion, she held her forehead and sighed, "Ah..."

"Fuck, Mel! You better shut up! If you hadn't been messing around today, if you hadn't wanted to do something big, it wouldn't have turned out like this! You're being so noble now! Don't you just want to see me go crazy? You should be laughing!"

Hemer scolded Mel angrily. She now held Saria's wrist tightly with both hands and stabbed her sharp nails into the flesh of this hateful woman! She wanted to tear off a piece of her flesh on the spot!

"Olivia..." Saria spoke with a crying tone, and even at this point she was still muttering Hemer's real name. She looked sadly at the delicate bird under her and asked the woman she loved deeply, "Do you hate me so much?"

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Although Hemer's nails posed no threat to Saria, Saria could feel the strong unwillingness and absolute...

【hatred】

No less hatred than the hatred for the murderer of my father!

"Do you want to know? Director Saria..." Hemer actually began to address Saria with honorifics, which made Saria even more uncomfortable and made her feel cold and numb in her heart.

The look in Hemer's eyes now made her heart feel like it was being cut into pieces. That look contained strong hatred and a hint of contempt in its sorrow.

Ifrit, who was standing by, was so shocked that she was speechless when she saw this scene. Magellan hugged her and tried to share some of her fear and anxiety.

"Do you want to know how I hate you? I hate you so much!!!" Hemer dug his nails into the ground even harder, but this not only failed to hurt Saria, but instead caused blood to ooze from her fingertips, and the nails pierced into the flesh from the ends.

Hemer endured the piercing pain and continued to hurt Saria with words:

"I hate you for ruining my future! My life! I hate you for being so arrogant when you were young and almost killing me! I hate you for killing my whole family because you lost control of your power! How the hell can I not hate you?! Director Saria, I wish I could tear you into pieces!"