As if she hadn't noticed the expression on the boy's face, Kanzaki Mari shifted to a more relaxed posture and continued:

"But this identity doesn't seem so unusual? After all, he's not the only protagonist."

"Yukimura Masashi, Kii Kanade, Tachibana Ou..."

He read out their names one by one, his tone playful, and then looked at Vili in the next second.

"They can't compare to how special you are, can they?"

"you……"

Willie carefully examined the person in front of him, while the other person didn't seem to mind at all, remaining relaxed with a smile on his lips.

A moment later, a crisp snap of fingers broke the silence in the alley, and a dusty, gray thing suddenly appeared, floating in the air without touching the boy at all.

I accidentally dropped it on the ground before, and it's all dirty, so it's best not to touch it.

Do you recognize this?

Vili pointed.

Following his movement, Kanzaki looked over, frowned, and examined the area for a long time before speaking hesitantly:

"I thought I knew him, but he seems different now... Is this still 'Haruki Asami'?"

Upon hearing the name, Willy nodded as if confirming, then suddenly asked, "I'm tired of this one, do you want it?"

Upon hearing this, Kanzaki showed a look of disgust.

"No, you should keep it."

Seeing that Willy had retrieved the dying soul, Kanzaki Tsugumi continued the previous conversation:

“You guys are different.”

"Although neither of us belongs to this world... he's an unpleasant and unwelcome guest, and you..."

He seemed unable to find the right words for a moment, stroking his chin and pondering for a long time before finally realizing something. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing slightly.

Would you like to be the protagonist of this world?

"..."

As the other person's identity gradually became clear in his mind, Willy's tone carried a hint of genuine joy, but his expression remained unreadable.

Can you decide this?

"yes."

Kanzaki took two steps forward again, and this time, Willie didn't dodge, letting that androgynous beauty's face get close to him, their breaths mingling.

"I really..."

"I really like you."

"If you could be the protagonist in my story, I'll give you all the best things in the world, okay?"

"Hmm..."

The warm breath brushed against his face, and Willy didn't miss the fleeting look of infatuation in Kanzaki's eyes.

...This is going to be a serious situation.

Willy suddenly realized that provoking the protagonist wasn't such a big deal after all. But who could tell him...?

What should you do if you get entangled with the world's consciousness?

This world, based on ghost stories, is indeed very strange; even the consciousness of the gods is odd.

"Aren't you okay with being so deeply involved with the people of this world?"

Pushing the increasingly presumptuous man away, Willy didn't answer his previous question but instead changed the subject.

This was indeed a question he had been curious about from the very beginning.

Generally speaking, gods need to maintain their mystery and act as observers of the world rather than actors, just like the two he had met before, who did not even have an incarnation of "humanity".

But the person in front of me... not only integrated into the world as a "human," but also swaggered around and became famous.

Even in one's own world... too much interference blurs the boundaries, which is bad for everyone.

Amidst his racing thoughts, Willy suddenly heard a low chuckle brushing against his ear, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through him.

Moist lips pressed against the delicate, full earlobe, then the mouth opened to take the slightly cool lump, made cool by the rain, into its mouth. Teeth lightly ground against it, but not so hard as to leave any marks, which instead brought a strange sensation that made the body tremble slightly.

A strong hand wrapped around the boy's waist, pulling him even closer into her embrace, as if they were part of her very bones.

However, Vili's entire mind was focused on His words—

"So what?"

"The most beautiful moment for fireworks is when they die in the night sky, and the world must be the same."

"Vili, do you want to see?"

"..."

The hazy rain curtain became an indistinct backdrop at this moment. His bright red lips curled slightly, and his smile was mocking. He was like a red spider lily blooming on the banks of the Sanzu River, gorgeous and decadent.

This is a...

A world-weary consciousness?

The words sounded almost absurd and laughable. Vili was stunned for a while before finally managing to pull away the person who was so close to his lips.

Kanzaki retreated with his force, a faint sorrow creeping into her brows as she lowered them slightly.

"Bang!"

A sudden gunshot rang out, and a crimson bloom appeared at his heart, but it wasn't blood. As if everything was slowed down, his tall body fell backward, and a shower of roses bloomed before the boy's eyes, scattering in the wind.

Vili: ...

Kanzaki got up from the ground, his clothes were completely clean, and his chest area was as good as new. The scattered rose petals gathered in his arms, turning into a beautifully decorated bouquet.

He handed it to Vili and asked with a smile:

Do you like it?

Willie didn't catch it, nor was he annoyed. He casually tossed the bouquet into the air, watching as another shower of flowers slowly fell, landing on the boy's head and shoulders, which were slightly damp from the raindrops.

Willy clenched his fist and spoke sincerely:

Are you sick?

If a person is sick, they can go to a doctor; if an animal is sick, they can go to a veterinarian; but if the world consciousness is sick, who should it go to?

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