Can Lixi look at me alone?

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It was a broken hemp rope.

It's so short that you can only wrap it around your neck.

You don't understand why that voice led you to this place.

This is just a rope, a rope that has no meaning whatsoever.

You sit up in bed, wanting to take a closer look at the rope.

Well, it just looks like a rope.

It's just that your scalp is always itchy, which makes you reach out and scratch it in frustration.

You've caught a rope.

You raise your head.

You see a hemp rope tied to the roof, swaying gently in front of you.

……

"Darling~"

You wish someone would wake you up like that, but nothing does.

You wake up naturally, open your eyes, and see only electric lights on the ceiling.

Where did Chika Yuzuki go? Why didn't she come to wake me up?

You're not sure why you want to see her, but you just... want to see her.

You rolled out of bed, put on your slippers, and walked step by step toward the bedroom door.

You saw the girl staring blankly at the wall.

You walked towards her, and she turned around and smiled at you.

"Good morning, darling."

She hugged you, then took your hand and pulled you towards the kitchen.

"Are you hungry?"

You watch as she gets busy again, carefully leaving the kitchen and walking step by step towards the spot where she had been standing.

There were calendars hanging on the walls there.

What day is it today? You don't know, but it must be some day on this page.

However… no day was specifically marked on this page. Because every cell on this page had the same date written on it.

But you don't recognize anything different about that day, and just as you're about to continue thinking, Chika Yuzuki finds you.

She led you back to the table and placed a simple sandwich in front of you.

"Dear~"

She knows what you want to hear.

You know what she wants to see.

You chewed the sandwich heartily, filling her bright eyes with joy.

However… you've been eating something hard since just now.

It's not sausage, nor is it fried meat. It's definitely not lettuce or any other ingredient.

Because it's so hard, so very hard... so hard that every time you chew it, it hurts so much you can't help but wince.

You swallow the edible food in your mouth little by little, and finally, unable to hold back any longer, you spit out the diamond-shaped thing.

On the dining table was a small black penguin-shaped stone covered in saliva.

Are you sure it was this thing that was bouncing around in your mouth just now?

Yuzuki reached out and blocked your view.

"Honey, how about we take a nice, warm bath first?"

She led you into the bathroom.

Standing at the bathroom door, you turn to look at the dining table.

The stone has disappeared.

You believe that the girl in front of you has hidden it.

The person in the dressing mirror is Qianhua Jieyue.

The sink faucet is still broken; no matter how I turn the handle, only a few drops of water drip down.

She patted you on the shoulder.

"Honey, the hot water's ready, aren't you going to take a nice bath?"

You did feel a surge of heat behind you, so you turned to look at the bathtub that was now filled with liquid.

The white bathtub was filled with a scarlet liquid, constantly steaming and emitting a foul, fishy odor.

You hate this kind of thing.

You took several steps back.

You feel something bump into you from behind.

"Honey, why don't you go in and take a shower?"

It's Qianhua Jieyue. She still uses your favorite voice, but says the words you hate the most.

You felt a surge of anger and impulse for no apparent reason.

"I do not want."

You rejected her, and she rejected you in return.

"No."

You look at her coldly, and she glares back at you.

"Give me back the stone."

You ask her for your things.

"Once it's lost, it can never be found again."

She's just making excuses for you.

"That'smine."

Your breathing gradually became rapid, and she gritted her teeth at you.

"You lost it."

You raise your hand and punch Chika Yuzuki in front of you without any hesitation.

The glass is broken.

Part of her shattered, turning into glass that scattered across the bathroom floor.

You look at the pieces on the floor.

You saw many Chika Yuzuki staring back at you.

You reach out, inching your way towards the shattered mirror beside you. A sharp shard appears in your hand. You feel a sharp pain in your wrist, and looking down, you see a cut on your skin.

The good news is that not a single drop of blood was shed there.

You threw away the shards and looked at the blood mixed with warm water in the bathtub.

You reach out and dip your hand into the filthy water you despise, groping... searching...

You remember, you threw that thing in here. Because you knew you didn't want to touch these things, so this was the safest way to hide them.

You've found it, the key.

"Honey."

You left the bathroom, looked at the key in your hand, and then at the door of the room.

You can open it now.

"Honey."

Someone is calling you.

As you were about to leave the room, she hugged you again.

"Don't go out, it's dangerous outside."

She stood in front of you.

"Stay here, I will always be by your side."

You know she can do it.

"Going out will only result in getting hurt again, and it will only make you want to escape in this way again and again."

She gently touched your still-scarred wrist.

“We’re not normal people, and none of them would really want to stay with us forever. But if we stay here, we can live for a long time… until we’re all tired of this life, then we can open the door, okay?”

She pleaded with you softly.

You removed the bandage from your head and showed her the healed wound.

She kissed your cheek, then used your key to open the door.

The television was still broadcasting.

You looked at her somewhat bewildered, as if questioning why she would let you go so easily.

Do you want to go out?

Even though I had already made up my mind, I still want to back out at this moment.

"Dissociative identity disorder may be..."

She turned off the TV.

"Now that you're cured, there's no need to stay here."

She pushes you forcefully out of the room into the world outside.

"Is your head hurting anymore?"