Chapter 246: Inazuma Ronin
"Aha, Star God of Joy.
If you were to think about this in your relationship...
“Why do you say that?” you ask back, “What else do I need to think about?”
When they gather, they share joy; when they disperse, they each go their own way. This way of getting along among the Star Gods is not unfamiliar to you.
If there is any difference, it is that except for Aha, none of them laughs.
So, you look to Him—
"Are we in a relationship where we can laugh together?"
Funny, childish laughter echoed from all around, blaring for a moment before fading away. Aha's hand yanked the crying mask upward, transforming it into an exaggerated smiley face. "Aha likes this answer!" he said.
The tone ended with a change, and he collapsed limply in disappointment.
“But still not.”
"A relationship that makes people laugh together."
"No! My dear friend—"
"It's about making me laugh!"
"Oh! how could you think so, my friend!"
The mask was tossed around casually by Zhang Yang. After Ah Ha sighed, all the funny movements were thrown behind and shattered to the ground when a small object was stuffed into your hand.
Throwing away the colorful mask, a dark figure stepped forward, revealing his face.
What he stuffed into your hand was the button you had given him.
While you were looking down, a pair of hands grabbed your chin and lifted it up.
“It’s a relationship of loving and being loved.”
Ah Ha, who you had praised for her good looks, grinned proudly and used a strange broadcasting voice, "Because Ah Chong pities Ah Ha and loves Ah Ha. Even a star god will become stronger because of being loved -"
“…I’m a little confused.”
You pushed Ah Ha's face away, looking down at him without any expression, "I don't quite understand you."
"No, no, no, you understand!" Ah Ha came closer, shaking his finger and laughing, "You understand. You love all the star gods, the dumb one who hunts, the fool who breeds, the wooden one who is immortal..."
"Oh, we Star Gods are like this. We spend our entire lives just to get a glance from Master A Chong!" He cupped his hands in his heart, intoxicated in his place, circling around you, "Master A Chong likes determined children, and Aha is a determined child!"
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He clung to you, refusing to give you even a sliver of room to retreat, wanting to continue this exaggerated and botched performance.
You thought for a moment, "If you insist on continuing your argument, fine, I admit it."
After so much time has passed, even words spoken in person are no longer remembered clearly. Even more so, memories of a fleeting experience...
Now you retain most of the information about yourself when you were 18, as well as travel movies, not your own experiences.
It was a little difficult to recall the idea that Aha mentioned. "But it's simple, right? It's just an idea. Every Star God has followers with different ideas. It's not surprising."
"It won't affect anything."
At least this mood cannot affect the plan of breaking the tree of imaginary numbers, nor can it affect the implementation of this world-destroying attack.
"So, it doesn't matter."
You skimmed over this paragraph, looking at Aha's face, which seemed more emotional after he extinguished the fate, and he looked at you expressionlessly.
Your eyes met, and through his eyes, you felt that the two of you were inexplicably alike.
"Aha, you wish..."
You press the button again, and as his face disappears, His crying face gradually rises.
"Will even the Star Gods be able to laugh heartily one day?"
"Yes, yes!"
As He spoke, His crying face turned into a smiling one.
“There must be laughter!”
They blew their whistles joyfully and fired their own salutes, but the mask behind them remained silent as always, quietly gazing at you.
""what's on your mind? "
Fengyuan Manye shook her head. "The wind is blowing. It's just that the wind carries your message. It tells me that you've been a little too quiet."
“…That’s unfair to me.” You opened your eyes, “I think you might have misunderstood me.”
"Maybe?" He smiled nonchalantly. "Many people form wonderful bonds amidst misunderstandings. If it's a bad misunderstanding, do you want to resolve it?"
"Well...even if it was a bad misunderstanding, we still met, so that's not a bad thing."
Fengyuan Manye glanced at you and said, "That's a very open-minded idea. So, why not tell him in person?"
"...Do you think I'm thinking of distributing treasures?"
“Maybe, maybe not,” he nodded slightly at you, turning sideways to reveal the executive officer behind him.
“…”
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They seem to be acting out something strange together, which makes you start to wonder whether your mood is really that low right now?
Now it's between you and the executive.
"Are you playing relay? To amuse me?"
The executive officer said nothing and sat down next to you. "Are you good at refusing to open up to people?"
"Maybe? I don't know."
"If I'm not willing to take the initiative, will you also give up on the other me?"
"Are you suddenly asking this question... Are you standing up for Ouzi? I think rather than whether I will give up on him, he should--"
"You think you've made sufficient preparations?" The executive officer smiled with an ambiguous smile. "Even though I hate saying goodbye, I still informed him in advance—that I no longer want you."
You couldn't help but slap your face, "..."
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"You think my words are too harsh?" The executor raised his chin and crossed his arms. "Want to run away? You're good at that, aren't you?"
"...Provocation?" You glanced at him sideways, then again, "Has it come to the point where you have to resort to this?"
"Has anyone ever told you that you're really slow?" The executive officer sighed. "You really... can't detect your own emotions at all."
“Yeah, a lot of people have said that.”
"Oh? Tell me about it then?" He raised an eyebrow. "Don't get me wrong, I'm just taking revenge on you for rejecting me that day. Now, what you say is not trustworthy. I want to hear what others think of you."
You blinked, and strangely enough, remembering this wasn't difficult for you.
"She said—"
"Rabbit? Did you manage to disrupt the water and salt balance in the cerebrospinal fluid during your experiment? How did you manage to make a 1,500-gram brain entirely of brain stem?"
"I thought you'd say, 'Rabbit's so cute, they can be stir-fried, pot-fried, or eaten cold!'" She pinched her chin, lost in thought, "But, you're denying it in this tone..."
——"You think of something impolite again."
"It's a bit rude indeed." She smiled mysteriously. "You know what? Rabbits are very pain-tolerant animals. Even in extreme pain, they won't make a sound."
——"Even though you say that... I refuse. Rabbits and I, hmph, only have one thing in common: we're both mammals!"
--"oh……"
——"What's that tone of voice?!"
"You're speaking in a suspicious tone! Even a rabbit will bite when it's anxious, and you're the same, aren't you?"
“Butterflies, fish, birds, foxes, and dragons are all images you have used in your travels.
But in my sister's eyes, you look more like a rabbit.
"Indeed," the executive officer agreed.
You don't reject this metaphor. After all, at that time, the rabbit could also refer to a national image. However, An Su's entry point is not this, so you just think she is a fool.
After thinking about it, you couldn't help but say, "You're stupid too."
"Hmph!" The officer twitched his lips and rolled his eyes, not bothering with your poor vocabulary. "She's right. After all, the rabbit could very well be frightened to death."
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"Are you talking about me?"
The executive was silent for a moment. "With your intelligence and ability to handle emotions, it's amazing that you've made it this far."
"What a coincidence! I don't even have the function you mentioned!" You were a little surprised and couldn't help but applaud, "Rigorous, so rigorous!"
Before he could respond, you suddenly smiled.
"I don't know what you're planning to do, but thanks anyway! I figured something out..."
Without getting on the same page with them, you simply thought of yourself as an outsider.
Regarding the incident of shaping your animal into a rabbit, some other things happened afterwards. You don’t remember the details very clearly, but there is one thing -
Rabbits, under certain circumstances, are bad-tempered, unruly and overbearing creatures.
The same to you.
Everything you like, you must get.
The pets I want to have, the things I like, the objects of my curiosity… However, it is not easy to take on all of these.
So, I can only teach you that everything around you can belong to you. It doesn’t matter whether you like it or not, but it must be yours.
It has meaning because of you.
After it exists, reconsider whether to reject it.
So, instead of possessing everything, you first learn to reject everything. They all have their meaning, but they are not important to you.
So, how do you determine importance?
——As long as you can be hurt by it, that’s what matters.
However, after learning to say no to everything, before anything can become important, what is truly important?
you do not know.
But some people still feel dissatisfied.
Before you realize it, someone else has already discovered it. Similarly, because she knows you too well, she is already prepared when she senses that you may be hurt.
...The preparations at that time probably can't be completely replicated now, right?
You have asked many times: "What am I?"
Now, the answer seems to have surfaced.
——You are one of the countless A Chongs who exist in parallel to ensure the most basic needs, the needs of survival.
Every A Chong is you, every experience belongs to you, and every ending may reach the end, and still reach you.
Also reached her.
…
Everything was rejected before it had a chance to hurt you, so, back in the present, the answer is obvious.
What they are trying to break through is the pre-set line. Outside that line is safety and distance; inside that line is possible harm and the distance close to the heart.
You are a little curious, so you ask him -
"Do you want to hurt me?"
The Executor seemed stunned, as if at a ridiculous question, before a suppressed laugh broke through his throat.
You repeated, “Do you want to hurt me?”
"It made me sad, tearful, and heartbroken...that level of hurt."
Liu's purple eyes looked at you quietly without answering.
"Why do you keep asking me if I'm happy? It's a bit presumptuous of me to ask this question. I've always been happy—"
"Yes, I want to make you sad." He stood up and smiled, his voice soft and light, condescending.
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