Ruan Mei begged me to go back? I can't go back anymore

Inside the hotel's luxurious reception box, on the balcony, Xier's figure seemed to disappear into the night, and she was alone looking at the stars and the moon rising in the distance.

Those and these are all the scenery that Xier cannot see in the barren and secluded lower area.

I don't know why, but it's clearly a beautiful scene with beautiful people.

When Zao Wu saw this scene, she only felt a tightness in her heart.

The desire to relieve stress gradually became synchronized with Xier's.

Or maybe, he was simply infected by Xier.

The young man walked through the unlit room and came to the balcony where the faint moonlight was shining. He stood side by side with Xier and looked up at the scenery in front of her eyes.

"What a nice view."

Hayami commented from the bottom of her heart.

The clear sky at night presents a bright deep blue, and the stars are like diamonds scattered in the universe, shining brightly.

Xier nodded slightly.

“But I hate it.”

"..."

"I hate myself for being jealous and helpless even more."

"Can you imagine living for more than ten years in a world without stars and moon - no, underground where you can't even see the sky?"

"Can you imagine the poor miners in the lower districts fighting to the death for some resources that are regarded as garbage by the people in the upper districts?"

"Can you imagine that children in the lower class have never celebrated their birthdays, let alone the taste of desserts and cakes, and even having a full meal is a luxury?"

So this is ah.

Hayami gradually understood everything.

Cocolia and Bronya's idea of ​​celebrating is a good one.

But it is like rubbing salt into the wounds of a lower-class girl like Xier.

Because to this day, people in the lower class areas are still living in poverty and cold, trying to make the best of a difficult situation.

If Xier chooses to happily enjoy this luxurious dinner, it would be a betrayal to them!

It is also a betrayal of one's past!

Xier will never forget the vivid memory of herself as a child, sneaking into the upper class area with Uncle Oleg.

She saw with her own eyes people in the upper class area throwing half-eaten meals into the trash.

But people starve to death underground every day, competing with wild dogs for food.

Xier told Oleg at that time that she never wanted to come to this upper class area again.

"Hayagi, you don't have to comfort me."

"Just think of me as being pretentious, as a freak..."

Xier kept saying that she didn't need comfort.

But Zao Wu had never seen Miss Xier so vulnerable and helpless.

He was actually not very good at comforting others, and no one had ever taught Zao Wu.

He just thinks about others and is sensitive to what others need.

Just like now, he hugged Xier tightly from behind.

The girl's eyelashes trembled, and the tears that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly fell like raindrops from the eaves.

It fell on Xier's chest and slid into the undulating ravines along the white and soft lines.

Zao Wu's breath was hot, spraying on Xier's back, turning the skin there crimson.

It made her want to shudder and inhale.

Zao Wu narrowed her eyes and spoke softly as if she was reminiscing.

"I, too, have only seen the stars a few times."

"I haven't tasted cake either."

"how come……"

Xier originally thought that a child like Hayami was superior in appearance, sensible, well-behaved, and had amazing talents.

He must have grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth and was pampered in the palm of his hand.

The whole world must be kind to him, which is why he has developed such a gentle and polite character.

But the truth is exactly the opposite of what Xier imagined.

"For most of my life, I have lived in a petri dish that looks like a fish tank."

"I couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, couldn't eat, and all I could see was the tiny space of a laboratory."

"I may only be alive for a few days in the true sense."

This time it was Xier's turn to be hit by her own boomerang. She really couldn't imagine Zaowu's past and the pain and torture he had endured.

She knew that Hayami would not lie to her.

But at this moment, Xier would rather Zaowu was a naughty boy who had a habit of lying.

"However, I still feel very happy to have met you all and Ms. Xi'er in just a few days~"

Xier's eyes were red and tears fell in strings.

She was about to be defeated by the boy's strength.

Compared with Zao Wu, why am I being so pretentious?

"Dwelling on painful memories of the past."

“Happiness can also slip away from your hands.”

Zao Wu calmly took Xier's hand and interlocked their fingers.

Xier responded with some force.

"..."

Zao Wu endured the pain silently.

Until Xier came to her senses and loosened some of her strength, but still held the boy's hand tightly with care.

In the future, for a long time, she probably won’t want to wash her hands.

"Let's go, Sister Xier, it's just a dinner party."

“And banquets like this will be held in thousands of households in lower-class areas in the future.”

"I believe in Sister Bronya, and you believe in her too, right?"

Xier nodded shyly.

She hated the upper class.

She also often clashes with Bronya.

But it is undeniable that in Bronya, she saw the hope of mutual understanding and integration between the upper and lower classes.

Therefore, as a representative of the lower class area, she can no longer be willful.

After a while, Xier took the initiative to open the door and walked out with Zao Wu.

Bronya was excited at first, then gave her an awkward smile.

"I'm sorry, Xi'er, I didn't consider your feelings."

"Believe me, this dinner is not extravagant, and there will be no waste."

"The supplies in the upper district are also limited. Even if they are nobles, I will never let them off easily if I discover their extravagant behavior!"

"In the future, Beloberg will enter a long period of tightening its belt and focusing on development."

"I will lead by example and will never let you, Zao Wu, or anyone else in the Lower District down."

"……I trust you."

Seele responded to Bronya's gaze.

Girls of the same age from the upper and lower classes have considerable ideals and enthusiasm.

The future of Beloberg also lies in their arms.

Hayami took this opportunity to stretch out her free hand and hold Sister Bronya's hand.

In this way, the boy seemed to turn himself into a bridge, connecting the two people.

"Crack!"

March 7th captured this scene accurately.

I don't know why, but the photo shows Zao Wu looking elegant and graceful.

On the other hand, Seele and Bronya were blushing, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Staring at the image, March 7 fell into deep thought.

"The future of Beloberg is in their hands..."

"Is it really okay?"

………………

The crisis at Beloberg has come to an end for the time being.

But the demons who rule the planet far away, Tianyiwu, are not having an easy time during this period.

Without exception, they suffered heavy losses and were frustrated because of the return of a certain "demon hunter".

The name of the demon hunter was "Kafka".

In the cold meeting room, a rally was held for who knows what umpteenth time because of Kafka.

The demons were at loggerheads, arguing over each other's incompetence.

"Damn it, didn't she become a Star Core Hunter? Why is she back?!"

"Are you sure it's her? So far, I haven't seen any reports of the 'Word Spirit Technique' being used!"

"Could it be that other forces are using her name to attack us?"

"I also think it's strange. The coat store under my name has set up a tight network of traps!"

"But until today, the men I arranged still haven't seen even her shadow!"

"What on earth could have happened... that could have caused a person's personality to change overnight?"

"Become a person that even she is unfamiliar with?"

"Who cares about her? I only know that I must chop off her head and offer it as a sacrifice to my dead brother!"

--"boom!"

Just as the devil finished his words, a bullet pierced through his skull, making a loud sound and splashing blood on the stained glass window.

An eerie silence filled the entire luxurious meeting hall.

At the door of the meeting room, a mature woman with purple hair and pink eyes, wearing a spider web pattern coat, slowly put down the submachine gun that was still emitting smoke.

She then gracefully drew out the pigeon-blood red sword from her waist and waved it lightly in the air.

Finally, it points to the death of the devil.

In such an arrogant manner, it announced its existence and arrival in an extremely arrogant manner.

It was as if from the beginning to the end, she had treated the terrible demons as a mob, not even worthy of ridicule.

After this dead silence, there was a raging boil like oil in a raging fire!

How could the demons who don't know what fear is be frightened by women!

With great anger in their hearts, they rushed towards the ignorant Kafka!

"Kill her!"