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

"Then stand still and watch this sword."

He raised the sword and placed it flat between his chest. He wiped the blade with his fingertips, not caring about the blood and the pain caused by the wound.

The scarlet blood moon appeared high behind him.

The next moment, the man in black jumped up and turned his body in the air as light as a swift. The tip of the broken sword emitted the most extreme sword light, and his eyes contained the most extreme destruction!

The morning fog was like a violent storm, creating one blood-red wave after another!

At that moment, Hayami really thought she was going to die!

But for some reason, he still stood there.

Let the cold sweat soak your whole body.

He let the sword wind blow his white bangs away and lift them up.

Always unmoved and unshakable.

Finally, the sword light cut a terrifying crack on the ground in front of him that was several feet deep and several meters long.

Zao Wu was trembling, but he still kept his eyes wide open, which were tinged with a light emerald green, trying to comprehend the mysterious sword intent.

After the demonstration, the blade fell down as lightly and beautifully as an autumn leaf, and the black ancient costume fluttered in the wind.

"Why not avoid it?"

Zao Wu swallowed quietly.

"…Because, Brother Blade told me to stay where I am."

"Aren't you afraid of betrayal?"

"Don't be afraid that your former comrades and close friends may be destroyed and become your enemies!"

Ren is usually a quiet person and doesn't seem like the type to talk so much.

"I have no idea."

Zao Wu's voice sounded a little timid.

When Ren heard this, the murderous intent and evil spirit in his pupils gradually subsided.

He lowered his head to look at his sword, the wounds on his fingertips that were gradually healing, and the flesh that was growing wildly.

"Then I hope you never know."

"Pick up your wooden sword. I will teach you this sword technique next."

It has a beautiful name.

——The flowers of the night sky appear and disappear, the Milky Way unfolds dreams.

………………

From the day Kafka picked up the morning mist.

He settled down in the Star Core Hunter's supply base.

No matter what method he used, Hayami could not remember any memories of his past.

But as long as the present he experiences, every moment of his daily life, is peaceful and happy, that is enough.

The boy practiced swordplay with his brother Ren during the day.

At night, I was caught by Sister Silver Wolf to play games.

Sometimes it's a two-player single-player game.

For example, the previously popular "It Takes Two to Get Together".

In the game, Ginlang and Hayami play a couple facing a mid-life emotional crisis. They embark on an adventure journey to multiple planets in search of their "runaway" daughter.

They experienced interesting games, touching stories, laughed and cried at times.

Sometimes it's an online game that's popular throughout the universe.

Silver Wolf is a well-known high-scoring player on the ladder leaderboard.

It once topped the list of all servers in the universe.

Let the name of "Silver Wolf" shine at the top of the list.

But given that she exposed her real identity without any concealment.

Many people doubted...she turned on technology.

Who is the "Silver Wolf" after all?

A super hack that sees the universe as a game.

No matter how difficult the defense system is, she can easily break it.

Her data attack and defense battle with the "Genius Club" ScrewGum has become a legend in the hacker world.

For such a "Silver Wolf", it is easy to modify a few game data or develop some undetectable plug-in software.

Silver Wolf never paid attention to what the outside world thought of her.

The only response was a mocking shout.

——"What? It's open if it's not closed?"

Under her hands-on instruction, Hayami quickly became familiar with the game, and his skill level increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the beginning, he was led by the Silver Wolf, and later on he was almost able to stand on his own, dominating the rankings of the cosmic ladder.

Gradually, even the well-known Universe e-sports club noticed his existence and sent him a tryout invitation.

Unfortunately, Zao Wu never responded.

Because he has more important things to do.

For example, go to his Kafka...sister and tidy up the room.

Tonight was no exception.

Even though Silver Wolf was pestering Zao Wu and begging him pitifully to play a few more games with him.

Zao Wu's response was only to decline politely.

Although Silver Wolf looks like a cold and cool type of girl.

But after getting to know each other privately and being the same age as Hayami, she was obviously much more lively and playful than most people thought.

Just like now, she was joking with Hayami.

"Woo woo, you ungrateful boy, run away after you're done playing!"

Zao Wu is a person who is quick-witted, sensitive and intelligent, but not very good at speaking.

Often he couldn't win the argument with Silver Wolf and could only defend himself in a weak voice.

"I didn't..."

Admiring the young man's blushing face, Silver Wolf let him go with satisfaction.

Walking along the corridor leading to Kafka's room, Hayami let out a long, deep breath.

It is worth mentioning that at this time he was dressed like an elegant butler.

Kafka had previously jokingly asked him to serve as a little boy servant in the base.

I don't know where he heard it from, but he made such a set of clothes himself.

I hope Kafka likes it.

In fact, Kafka did like him, but she teased him with words.

"My little Hayami has also learned how to dress up~"

"Whose attention and gaze are you trying to attract, huh?"

Hayami still remembers that her face turned red, she lowered her head and couldn't say a word.

Then, Kafka plucked a white rose out of thin air and placed it in her palm as if by magic.

It was pinned to his tie by the early morning fog, and it matched the boy's white hair very well.

"..."

Shaking his head slowly, Zao Wu tried to wake himself up instead of indulging in beautiful memories.

He approached the door, raised his hand nervously and knocked gently with great anticipation.

"Knock knock."

No response, nothing.

The boy keenly noticed that the door was not locked and could be opened with a slight turn.

So... Sister Kafka went out for something, so she simply left the door unlocked to make it easier for her to clean up.

A faint sense of loss arose in Zao Wu's heart.

But he soon abandoned it.

The young man pushed open the door and entered.

The sensor light turns on naturally.

The light filled the room, allowing him to see the woman's scattered purple stockings on the sofa.

Chapter 10: Will the person who abandoned him regret it?

"Sister Kafka..."

"Be a little more careful."

Morning Mist murmured in a very low voice.

The boy's cheeks flushed slightly, like a faint plum blossom falling into the snow.

He turned his eyes away from the purple stockings on the sofa.

He still understands the principle of not looking at what is inappropriate.

Although, since Hayami has taken on the task of cleaning Kafka's room, she will eventually have to tidy it up and even touch it...

But the shy and timid boy decided to save this matter until last.

I don’t know if it’s the same feeling as when you’re tasting delicacies and desserts, saving your favorite one for last.

Or maybe Hayami is not the type of kid who would think of such strange things.

The boy began his daily tidying up work with a slight sense of loss for not being able to see Sister Kafka.

The repetitive mechanical labor was too simple and hardly took up much of the CPU in Zao Wu's intelligent mind, so he inevitably started to have wild thoughts.

Sister Kafka, what kind of woman is she?

First of all, naturally, it is a woman who can become one’s own mother.

Secondly…what lingered around her was mystery and a slight sense of alienation.

She always looks at me with such gentle eyes, like soft falling cherry blossoms, but why do I feel a kind of loneliness that seems to never go away from those light pink pupils?

I really want to hug her, not to seek comfort.

But to give comfort.

But Zao Wu knew that he was not good at speaking, especially when facing important people, he couldn't express himself clearly.

No one would believe it just by saying it.

Perhaps even he himself cannot be 100% sure that he is selfless.

"Click."

The door of the wardrobe was slowly opened, revealing a row of neatly arranged coats, from various planets and in various styles.

Zao Wu withdrew his thoughts and concentrated on carefully performing daily maintenance on them.

Kafka rarely expressed her preferences. No matter what kind of food Zaowu presented, she would praise it highly, and she would not object to any topic Zaowu mentioned.

She was so perfect and considerate to the point of being fake, which was also one of the sources of the slight sense of alienation that Hayami always noticed between her and everyone else.