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"Shajin's tone suddenly became very gentle: "You want to say 'film movie'?"

"Yes, that's it. Put lots of paper prints together and they become a moving mural," the child said earnestly. "Put me, my dad, my mom, and my sister together, and we become a family."

"You should try it too, sir! You look so sad all the time. You should have some fun in the amusement park."

Gold Sand forced a smile and nodded softly, "...Okay."

-

Black robe patrol team.

"Ryan?"

Homelander pushed open the door of his son's bedroom. The small bed was parked in the darkness, and the orange night light was like the light cast by a lighthouse.

Homelander sighed, "Ryan, don't pretend to be asleep. I can tell."

Ryan rolled over under the covers and faced him. "Do you want to discuss filming with the production team?"

"Yes, that's very important. It will determine your future influence among fans. We must use you as the protagonist and shoot a documentary similar to Gold Dust, recording your experiences from childhood to the present day - you know, this is very tiring. I hope you can fall asleep within half an hour after I leave, okay?"

"Ok."

"Hand over your phone first."

Ryan reluctantly took out his cell phone from under the pillow and handed it to Homelander. The song was playing Gold Dust's fan song. It was obvious that he had been hiding under the covers watching videos before he came in.

"Dad, I don't think I can compare to him." Ryan said quietly, "I don't have the same childhood experience as him, nor do I have his good luck... I can't be him."

"No, you can. You can even do better than him." Homelander stroked his son's head. "Don't you think we can also represent [Preservation]? Besides, Gold Dust prefers to play tricks and is more cunning, while you... Ryan, you are kind, fearless, and upright. Believe me... you are more of a hero than him."

"But……"

What he didn't dare tell his father was that ever since Sha Jin shattered his "foundation" and used a trick to deceive Sunday, he had become a fan of Sha Jin, just like many of his online supporters. However, as the son of his countryman, he would be embarrassed if this matter got out, and his countryman would never allow it. Moreover, judging by the recent trend, his countryman intended to make him the second "Sha Jin."

But he can't become Gold Dust, nor does he want to be Gold Dust. He just wants to use his superpowers to save people - but his father always tries to complicate the matter and even directs and acts in a robbery.

"Lion, listen to me." Homelander looked at him seriously. "Do you know what these fans of Gold Dust want most?"

"Private gold?"

"No, no, no, you're completely wrong," Homelander corrected him. "It's people like 'Gold Dust,' who had tragic childhoods but are handsome, confident, strong, and smart. But the question is, are there people like that in America? No! Not just in America, but all over the world!"

"But Ryan, we want to create someone like this, so we've invited the world's top screenwriters and directors. They'll create the most suitable origin and background for you. As long as you can gain the support of all the gold dust fans... Ryan, believe me, you'll thank me one day."

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"Shajin played a game of hamster ball with a child and successfully won a high score. When he excitedly wanted to share his experience with the child, he found that there was no one around him.

“…boring.”

"He continued forward, and when he came to a pinball machine, the shadow behind him sighed deeply."

"Why aren't you talking?" Shajin turned around and glanced at him.

"You certainly pique my interest... I admit there are still some things about you that I don't fully understand."

Gold Sand snorted coldly, "You're quite sincere this time."

"Sincerity is one of my few precious qualities, so there's no need to emphasize it. See that maze? I'll know you completely before you even leave," Shadow said. "Our studio tour isn't over yet, and your revolving door continues... and I don't mind making this a very long journey."

"Following the child's voice, Gold Sand came to a maze. In a dead end, Gold Sand saw a pair of shackles lying on the ground."

""This is……""

"Need a hint? These are the shackles for you. I remember the first job that man gave you, the first fortune you made... I remember it clearly. You wrapped these chains around your fists, the only tool you had. Then, in that maze, you..."

Gold Dust gritted his teeth: "...Shut up."

"Shadow gloated, "Oh... You don't want to face that past? You don't want to admit that your life is only worth sixty taambas?" Shadow chuckled softly, "In my opinion, neither of these are reasonable answers... You refuse to face it only because it proves your weakness."

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Chainsaw Man.

"Hey, what's wrong with this guy? Why does he keep rubbing salt into people's wounds? Can't Sand Gold just beat him up with one punch?"

This shadow is really noisy, so noisy that I can't even bear to look at it. It's just like a mosquito flying around in the night. Biting you is secondary, but the main thing is to annoy you.

"How can I disperse it? This shadow is a reflection of Sakin's inner world, a part of her." Hayakawa Aki sighed. "Does he seem to be trying to shake her? I don't know why he's doing this... but he's exposing the side of her that she tries to hide."

Chapter 408 Pinocchio (Eighty-Nine)

weak……

His shadow just mentioned weakness. Does Shajin subconsciously think that he shouldn't be weak?

But weakness is also part of human nature. In Hayakawa Aki's view, only a gold dust that can be weak, that knows fear and terror, is truly, truly alive. Once a person loses their weakness and fear, they are like a car without brakes; sooner or later, they will crash and die.

-

"How could a weak person take such a risk?" Gold Sand asked.

"Yes, you enjoy taking risks... but you refuse to let go of certain unnecessary things. Even in this beautiful dream, you only dare to try 'death' on yourself."

"Those entourage members could have been your trump cards, bringing greater value. The family's stains are numerous, and with only a few minor sacrifices... with Opal, they would have been easily resolved."

Shadow pouted with feigned regret. "It's a shame you're not as good as him. If you had done that, you wouldn't have ended up like this... Why didn't you do it? It's not out of some professional ethics, is it?"

"The techniques you mentioned are highly effective, but it's not that I don't know how to use them, it's that I despise them. Do you understand?" Gold Dust glared at him coldly. "If the game isn't fair, what's the fun in it?"

"[Fairness]... Heh, as if your opponent is being fair to you. The odds are clearly stacked against you, so why are you so relaxed? What did the Masked Fool's words reveal to you?"

"Gold Dust: 'She gave me an answer that would overturn everything.'"

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Harry Potter.

"He won fair and square...it's remarkable."

In the Gryffindor common room, a fire crackled in the fireplace. Hermione huddled in an armchair, wrapped tightly in her wool blanket and sighing.

"He has never abandoned his kindness and bottom line, but I initially thought he was the worst of all the people in Pinocchio..." Hermione's voice became smaller and smaller, and shame was almost written on her face.

Ron was stuffing his third chocolate frog into his mouth when he mumbled a soothing remark, "It's okay. I thought he was the worst at first, too. Uh... no, I thought he and Sunday were the worst. So, my judgment isn't too bad. I might have been wrong about Gold Dust, but at least there's nothing to say about Sunday—he's definitely a super villain on TV."

Ron paused, swallowed the chocolate in his mouth, and continued, "But it's no wonder Diamond chose him. Fate has dealt him bad cards and has never treated him fairly, yet he himself is the one who sticks most firmly to fairness. When it comes to character... Mr. Gold Dust is truly impeccable."

"Diamond's vision should have nothing to do with character." Harry pushed his glasses up. "That Opal seems to be someone who will do anything to achieve his goals. His position in the Strategic Investment Department is even higher than Gold Dust."

"Letting personal ethics affect their work... He and Topa are probably just a few of the outliers among the Stoneheart Ten, right?"

-

"Hmph, overturn everything?" Shadow sneered. "You mean—make everything on the table disappear?"

Gold Sand sighed, "...This is cheating."

"He continued to search for a way out of the maze. As he walked, a golden amulet appeared at his feet."

"Shajin's pupils suddenly shrank, and even his breathing became faster."

Shadow smiled meaningfully. "It's hard to describe the expression on your face right now. This amulet Mom left you is made of pure gold. Why didn't you ever consider selling it? It would have allowed you and your sister to live a normal life for a while. Looking back, that would have been the better choice."

“Mom only left us two pieces of jewelry: a necklace and an amulet. There won’t be a third.”

“You keep saying that—but you actually regret not selling them, don’t you?

"Shajin glared at him with disgust. 'Stop making small talk.'"

"Ha... I get it. You must remember what your sister said back then: You are a child blessed by the Mother Goddess. You can lead the clan to happiness, so you must protect yourself... Those words are still fresh in your mind, right? You're a good child, you won't forget them."

"So you will never forget how tragic her last moments were, how piercing her laughter was behind you... and you just ran away without looking back, doing exactly what she said."

"Tsk tsk... I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

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Fate.

"Oh, oh, stop talking, stop talking!"

"He truly loves his family more than himself! Don't stab him again, you shadow!"

Illya in the room was practically melting with tears. She had originally come to the Emiya household happily, but she happened to hear the screen playing a video about gold dust, and she cried for a full half hour...

"Hey, little girl, are you okay?" Lancer gently poked Illya, who was lying motionless on the table.

Seeing this, Toosaka Rin sighed helplessly, "I guess it'll take some time, right? Sigh...this Gold Dust is so pitiful. How on earth has he managed to survive all these years?"

"He's just holding on. But his mental toughness has been tempered to be very good because of this. He can remain calm even when being told that. He is very suitable to be a Master." Acher smiled slightly and glanced meaningfully at the twin-tailed girl beside him. "Compared to that guy who always throws a big sister's temper, cough, cough cough..."

"Acher, why are you pretending to cough?! What did you mean by that? Do you think I couldn't hear you?!" Toosaka Rin's teeth chattered in anger. She yanked Lancer's sleeve hard and pulled him closer to her. "Lancer, tell me something fair! If we were to be a Master, who would be better, me or that Gold Sand?!"

The girl's powerful aura startled Cu Chulainn so much that he nearly choked on his beer. He quickly spoke to her, "Hey, little girl, stop comparing yourself to others. That Gold Dust doesn't even have Magic Circuits, how can he possibly be a Master?"

"Hmph!" Toosaka Rin crossed her arms over her chest, her voice deliberately raised a few notes, "Then... Lancer, if I gave you a choice, would you rather be my Servant or Gold Dust?"

"Uh, ah, this..."

Lancer immediately broke out in a sweat: "Of course I'm your little girl..."

"You hesitated, Lancer! You still think that Gold Sand is more suitable to be the Master than me, right?!" Toosaka Rin slammed the table angrily, and the beer on the table began to shake.

"Little girl, you misunderstood! This is absolutely not the case!"

-

"That's enough... Don't you have anything else to talk about?"

Shadow couldn't help but laugh. "This is the second time you've interrupted me. You're really easy to understand. I finally understand your thoughts... Humph, this is crazy."

"In the end, I will overturn this beautiful dream and create the most magnificent death—this is indeed your idea, consistent and unchanging." Shadow spoke eloquently, "From the star core, to the robin's silence, the two murders, the negotiation with Sunday, and the Masked Fool's hint, only these two unchanging words can pique your interest..."

“And now, you have it in your hands… but whose death is it?”

Chapter 409 Pinocchio (90)

“We’ll find out when the dice fall.”

"Okay, then save me a seat in the audience. I want to see how capable you are. But I'm still curious... If you had to start all over again, would you still want to be a child blessed by the Mother Goddess?"

"Shadow vanished after saying this. Gold Dust continued forward, following the child's footsteps until he reached a photo booth."

"I don't know why, sir, but you always give me a special feeling... I'm very curious and eager to try it." The child stopped and looked up at the gold dust. "It's a pity I didn't get to know you better. We should say goodbye now. Did you enjoy your time?"

"Gold Sand asked him gently, "Are you... going back?"

“Well, I should go home. The sky is getting gloomy and it’s going to rain, and I can’t let everyone worry.”

“Where is your home…?”

The child scratched his head in confusion. "That's a strange question. Home is where my dad, mom, and sister are..." He pointed to the castle in the distance, "... right here in this dream."

"This amusement park, this beautiful dream, is really peaceful. Everyone loves it." The child looked at him puzzledly, "But sir, why don't you like it?"

Gold Sand closed his eyes and shook his head gently: "...Because they are not here."

-

Kaguya-sama: Love is War wants me to confess my love.

"Mr. Gold Dust no longer has a place to call 'home'..."

After witnessing Shakin's miserable childhood and reality, Fujiwara Chika collapsed on the conference table like a dehydrated fish, her cheek pressed against the cold surface, her pink hair scattered in a mess, and her voice came muffled from the table.

"In that case..." She suddenly looked up, rubbed her red eyes, and said with a firm expression, "Come and fall in love with me! Let's create a place called 'home' together!"

Ishigami Yu, who was drinking juice, almost spit it out and choked, slapping his chest: "Ahem... Fujiwara-senpai, this is not your real purpose, is it?"

"Of course! Because according to my observation as a love detective, Sha Jin is definitely an ideal marriage partner, one in a million!"

Chika Fujiwara took out a detective hat from somewhere and put it on her pink hair with a serious look on her face.

"First of all! His face is invincible! Imagine, Ishigami, if your partner were to marry a stunningly beautiful woman—well, let's compare it to a firefly. You come home after a day's work and find your incredibly beautiful husband or wife waiting for you at home..."

Ishigami Yu nodded in agreement. After all, this wasn't the first time he'd had such a daydream. "Maybe it could extend my life by another ten years... dying too early would be a real loss."

"That's right! Secondly, Sha Jin loves his family more than himself. In other words, if you can start a family with him and become his family... I can't even imagine how happy you'll be after marriage. Excessive sugar levels are harmful to your health!!"