-1-
"...So, it should be my sister."
"Hmm? What?"
-2-
Another world, another time and space, inside the subway.
Sitting in her seat, Miss M withdrew her glaring gaze.
The ring on her finger is too shiny. I wonder if it will affect me while I'm wielding the knife.
...No, she can't look at it any longer. If she looks at it any longer, she will have the urge to take off the ring and throw it at this guy's face.
Obviously, "love" and "marriage"... these words are associated with people who will carefully manage their marriage and family...
It should be my sister.
No matter how you look at it, she should be the older sister.
Her best sister, so devoted to a sickly businessman, refused to remarry even after his death... She even, perhaps out of empathy, adopted a bunch of children... In the end, she devoted herself to managing her own family, becoming famous...
My sister is undoubtedly the best wife, the best mother, the best grandmother and great-grandmother.
Miss M had watched her go through all this from afar.
She knows how difficult it is to fulfill these roles, and how much they deserve praise and respect from others.
She also knew what her sister gained from it and knew that her sister was very happy.
...However, even though her best sister was doing these things, she still felt nothing in her heart.
-3-
For what my sister loves and desires, for the life she chooses, for the way she carefully manages her household and raises her children...
M couldn't understand.
…As a non-human, she was unable to understand or participate from the very beginning.
I could only watch from afar in the shadows, and wish her the best for her sake.
She has no desire for the opposite sex, does not like children, and has no concept of "home" - wealth, men, power, children - it seems that nothing is worthy of her attention, and nothing dares to become her "support" or "home."
If you ask why, she is M?
It is suitable for surviving in endless blood and monsters, packing up and throwing away the long past as garbage, walking on a long road that humans cannot imagine, and after returning to its original form, it can scare evil spirits crazy at a glance.
It is neither human nor object, neither dead nor alive.
——How could someone like me have anything to do with love and marriage?
It would be awkward to put the two words "marriage" and "M" side by side, okay.
-4-
As if seeing her in a daze for too long, her newly-wed husband tentatively reached out his hand, rubbed her head, then rubbed her face, and after rubbing her face, he rubbed her nose.
What a great whole.
"Are you asleep? Meow?"
Ms. M: “…”
Even if he fell asleep, he would be woken up by your constant practice.
You did it on purpose.
He put on such an innocent expression but treated me like a cat. It must be intentional.
Just because I'm a living being with only one life, I can't chop it down, right?
-5-
Ms. M: I'm going to turn this guy into a ghost sooner or later. I'm definitely going to turn him into a ghost that I can chop down at will.
-6-
"I'm telling you..."
It's impossible that he didn't notice it?
How many times have I deliberately come to see you covered in blood? How many times have I come to you looking like a mosaic...
As a result, he would just continue to smile foolishly and say compliments like "It looks good like this too".
no.
Is this the reaction of a normal person seeing his girlfriend crawling out of a trash can next to a movie theater covered in blood?
Not only did he smile foolishly and compliment her on how pretty she looked with mosaics all over her body, but from then on he also developed the habit of carrying a handkerchief with him to clean up the blood stains for her.
"I cleaned it up for you. Are you happy?"
—holding up a blood-soaked handkerchief to take credit for it.
-7-
Every time she came to see him, her definition of a "normal person" would be passively refreshed.
"Are ordinary humans in this era so weird?" I have this thought almost every time I interact with him.
...Now that I think about it, if every time she tried to probe him on a whim, she had not been rejected by his strange way of dealing with it, she would not have been interested in him all this time and would not have said goodbye to him completely.
Why.
No matter how you think about it, it should be seen that she is an unconventional existence.
His whereabouts are erratic, his appearance remains unchanged, and his identity remains a mystery... even a dog should be able to smell that something is wrong.
But this guy was trying to "officially date" her, and no matter how long they waited, he always acted like an angel, "I'm so happy I finally met my girlfriend." Now he's trying to drag her into marriage, saying he wants to be her husband and wife.
Is love the only thing on this guy's mind?
Or, born stupid?
-8-
Well, that's not right. My sister taught me that "no man who can make a lot of money is a fool", "men who make a lot of money are hard to fool", and "if you meet a man who can make a lot of money but seems to have no intention of doing anything, you must run away"...
Although I don’t know why my sister sometimes says things that don’t seem to be in line with her virtuous image...but what she teaches is definitely right.
This guy's wallet has always been full, so he shouldn't be stupid... Although she is not very clear about his job.
Hmm.
"What do you do?"
She simply asked directly: "Since we are married, I should know what your job is."
The boy blinked.
"Indeed, but you never asked... Besides, I don't know what your job is, meow. Since we're married, why don't we exchange workplace addresses? Can I meet some of your colleagues?"
Miss M... Miss M recalled the colleagues who looked familiar to her.
Trashy, greasy, overly dangerous ones will definitely throw out their hooks when they see an innocent little handsome guy.
Ms. M: "No. I don't allow you to meet her. Don't try to interfere with my work or my colleagues."
“…”
-9-
——Sitting opposite, Miss M, who had been watching coldly with her arms folded for who knows how long, finally condescended to curl the corners of her mouth.
"How dare you say such things to Xiao P."
She said proudly, "This woman is no good. She has no experience at all. She directly said to Xiao P, 'Don't even think about it.' He will definitely turn around and walk away, pretending not to hear, or make the food too salty again. Just wait, Xiao P hates it most when people say 'Don't even think about it' to him..."
The blond boy over there immediately lowered his brows and said, "I'm sorry. Don't be angry."
“…”
The main system felt some of the weight.
As a system attached to a flip phone, it felt some weight that the old flip phone could not bear through Miss M's fingers "clicking" on the buttons.
"Why?"
"Ka-ka!" The guy who was squeezing it to death muttered, "Why do you tolerate her so much? This kind of woman? This kind of person whose every word is a classic scumbag quote?"
Main System: How should I know? You ask yourself.
Also, don't be so against your past self. I know you're making progress by not drawing your sword and attacking him, but calling him "this guy" and "scum" over and over again isn't exactly friendly.
-10-
"Is this what they call love... what they call marriage... Hey... So when Xiao P talks about love, he becomes a love-brained person who can tolerate everything..."
What is there to complain about!
What does this woman have to complain about!
She was impatient—impatient—
Miss M suddenly jumped up from her seat and stomped her hands on the carriage floor. "Little P never takes me on vacation! Never! As soon as I approve his paid leave, he disappears without a trace—and when I take the initiative to look for him, he even says, 'Please don't cause trouble for his subordinates!' Little P never—never—begs me to go on vacation with him—and she finds it annoying? She still finds it annoying!"
Main System: "Ah... no... what's happening over there is someone's first honeymoon trip."
Maybe after this trip I have completely lost hope in your mental illness.
"Little P never wants to stick to me—never like this—like this—"
Main System: "Calm down, calm down. The other party has obviously just gotten married and the honeymoon period is not over yet."
Your subordinate's attitude has obviously passed the honeymoon stage. He became your ex-lover who divorced you coldly after several years of marriage and is now forced to continue living with you due to work pressure.
"What—honeymoon—just a honeymoon—people like this—people like this—"
Main System: "You are that person. Don't stomp your feet. Although the laws of time and space prevent you from interfering with those people, if you stomp with this much force, the entire subway will break down."
"I won't do it—I'm not happy—I want—I want—"
-11-
Miss M stomped to the floor with a bang.
Her face flushed with anger, she bent down, tightened the two strings on her hoodie, and shouted extremely loudly -
"I want the clingy little P during his honeymoon period, too! I want it, I want it, I want it! I want Little P to cling to me—take me on vacation—take me on a date—wear matching outfits—catch giant octopuses with me for free—buy me milk tea—woooo, woooo, I want it, I want it!"
Main system: “…”
"You've already forced me to divorce you, how can I still want you back?"
-12-
"What divorce?! Where's the divorce?" Miss M said with all her might. "The marriage law of a certain world stipulates that as long as you're married, you can still be married even after becoming a ghost!"
Main System: "No marriage law in any world has ever stipulated something this outrageous. Search completed. Furthermore, this couple's relationship clearly indicates divorce is inevitable. The word 'divorce' is mentioned every three sentences. The future divorce rate is expected to exceed 89%. Search completed."
Ms. M swung her hand vigorously again, and the mobile phone possessed by the main system fell to the ground with a bang.
Then she started to stomp on the main system with her feet while making a "wuuuu" sound.
"I don't care—I want—I want—Xiao P—why—I want—"
Main system: “…”
-13-
What a mental illness.
In the past, they were husband and wife, and now they are superiors and subordinates. There is no way to compare them.
Why? Since you are not in a relationship or married, how can the current relationship between superiors and subordinates possibly achieve the things you summarized in your shouting "I want, I want".
…and if you don’t want a divorce, why don’t you go get back together with your ex-husband? Why are you just stomping on it?!
What a mental illness!
"I'm not happy."
Miss M sniffed and the tip of her nose turned red.
Just when the main system thought she was going to whimper and emphasize "I'm going to cry", her heart suddenly softened and she thought she should send P the coordinates to interrupt his vacation and appease her boss first -
Miss M whimpered and emphasized artificially, "I want to destroy this world. My little P won't stick with me, it must be the world's fault. I want to destroy it."
Then she sniffed, turned her head, and began to draw her scythe.
"...Hey! Hey! Stop it—stop it—don't—"
-14-
Just as Miss M was about to pull out the sickle, the whole carriage suddenly shook.
The Miss M of the past and the Miss M of the present both restrained their expressions and looked towards the rear carriage.
Main System: "...Hmm, the detection revealed that a bug occurred in this 'past' time and space. You should have fixed it in the past... Don't worry about it."
As expected, Miss M stood up from her seat and walked directly to the location where the bug occurred.
Now Miss M took a look there, and after confirming that she could indeed solve the problem "by herself", she turned back and looked at the boy who was left alone there.
He didn't show any surprise, but just held the bag and stared at her back for a while as she left without saying a word.
After a moment, he withdrew his gaze as if he was used to it and sat down in the empty seat she had left.
"If you don't come back, remember to send me a text message. I want a refund."
Miss M waved her hand and didn't look back.
-15-
Soon, the carriage was affected by the distorted and spreading bugs, and people more or less left or disappeared in the horrific world derived from the bugs.
In the normal world, only the boy sitting here alone was left.
In another time and space, there was Miss M, who was sitting opposite him and looking at him silently.
"Didn't you notice?"
She suddenly said, "He's the only living person around."
"Didn't you notice..." The main system tried to exploit its observation capabilities. "He's still browsing the introduction of a certain tourist attraction on his phone. He seems to be making a travel plan... Hmm, he just placed an order for a surfing water ball and a jet ski."
Miss M started yelling again, "I want to play surfing, water polo, and jet skiing, too! I also want to catch giant octopuses!"
Main system: "Go yell at your subordinates. Don't yell at me." I am neither your subordinate nor your boyfriend.
"Then tell me the coordinates of my subordinate's vacation! I'll go and tell him right now! I want to go on vacation with him! I'll even book a huge waterbed at the hotel!"
“…”
The main system had to change the subject again: "Speaking of which, why is he sitting outside alone? The bug we detected earlier is quite..."
It should be able to swallow up all the humans in the entire subway train in an instant and enter that terrifying world.
Miss M said without hesitation: "Of course. I must have given her extra protection."
Xiao P is so weak after becoming an undead. He will die if touched. As a living person with no ability to resurrect, he must be even more fragile.
-16-
Regardless of whether it is a husband-wife relationship or a superior-subordinate relationship, it is only natural to provide extra protection to Xiao P.
After all, she is the only one who can do this - every M at any time must have thought so.
-17-
"Turning to that, tell me Little P's vacation coordinates now! Don't change the subject, that's garbage data. Otherwise, I'll follow that couple all the way to the beach, then pretend to be a giant octopus stabbed by a harpoon and bite them all to death."
Main system: “…”
What grudge do you have against yourself?
Moreover, with your current fighting strength, do you think you can be bitten to death? If you fight each other, the aftermath of the fight may directly destroy three or four small worlds.
Under the pressure of multiple death threats (against the world), the main system took a deep breath, and still gritted its teeth and typed a series of coordinates on the display screen.
Ms. M: "What's the point of you sending the coordinates? I'm not a civilian and I can't understand them."
Main system: “…”
Ms. M: "Open the portal directly, hurry up, don't waste time."
Main system: “…”
-18-
The main system had no choice but to try again angrily and frustratedly.
Coordinates entered, channel confirmed, portal opened...
Huh.
“…I can’t open it.”
It stuttered, "Not enough energy... I already used up a lot of it when I just randomly crossed over... The portal... can't be opened."
Ms. M: "Huh? Can't open it? What do you mean?"
What this means is...
-19-
"We are trapped in this world."
The main system stammered, "I can't open the portal... I can't even go back to the system world."
Miss M was stunned for a moment.
Then she turned her head and looked at the boy who was browsing his phone across from her.
-20-
"Xiao P will definitely find a way. He's a civilian, so he'll definitely find a way."
"No... at this point in time, he is an ordinary living person..."
"Xiao P will definitely have a way. So we just need to contact Xiao P and everything will be settled."
"...I can't contact you. According to the laws of time and space, you can't interfere with this past time and space."
Tsk.
"Then I'll text my little P and tell him to find a way to get here to pick us up..."
Miss M lowered her head and started pressing the keys, but with a crisp "click", the flip phone that she had been using brute force to torture for a long time was completely destroyed.
The text message only reached the part about "come to pick up". The meaning is extremely unclear.
Ms. M: “…”
Main system: “…”
Flip phone: “…”
-twenty one-
Finished.
It's completely over.
-twenty two-
Meanwhile, in the resort world where Mr. P is.
One hand touched the black flip phone, then gently stroked its obscure buttons, turned on the screen, and opened the text message box.
The unfinished text message was lying at the very top.
"Pick m" is incoherent, awkward and cramped.
“…So cute.”
-twenty three-
The man looked at the text message for a while, then gently stretched out his index finger and stroked the little M that had not been lost.
...Haha, as expected, I’m trapped in that world.
"Pick me up", did you originally want to lose this sentence?
As a result, by some mistake, it turned into a very cute "Pick m".
……ah.
Really... no matter how many centuries have passed, no matter how many worlds have passed...
"You are still so lovable."
-twenty four-
The man sighed and raised the black flip phone towards the ceiling light of the subway station.
This was the trophy that the man had secretly obtained when he passed by Mr. P just now and deliberately put the ring into his pocket.
The lovely Miss M personally ordered and constructed this couple's phone.
...The stray dog's attention was completely drawn to the ring, and it certainly had no time to pay attention to the phone.
Thinking of this, the man raised his head.
He slowly extended his tongue and licked the small m.
Licking the letter slowly and carefully.
...You...m...really...
The taste is wonderful.
-25-
How to kill you?
The man stood in the empty, dark subway corridor, almost intoxicated by the feeling of licking the screen of his mobile phone.
——How can I kill you? After so long, so long, I have waited so long, finally I can kill you——completely, crush you into pieces, turn you into a pool of mud——
He couldn't help himself when he thought of this.
-26-
"This gentleman."
A polite question suddenly came from the back: "Stealing other people's property is illegal."
——“Bang.”
A gentle beating sound, it seems, is it the heart?
No.
He no longer had a heart.
-27-
The president of the Eternal Life Society slowly turned around and met Mr. P's smiling eyes.
He belatedly saw his outstretched hand.
He realized belatedly that the "bang" sound was caused by Mr. P reaching out and pushing his shoulder.
——The man fell down to the platform, and in the dark corridor, two bright lights of the subway train suddenly flashed.
"You should keep this fake for your own collection."
Mr. P took back the black flip phone, opened his fingers, and threw the ring in his face again.
"If this really is a symbol of a marriage..."
How could I possibly entrust it to someone else for safekeeping?
-28-
——The subway train roared past.
On the platform, Mr. P's smiling face became the last impression in the evil spirit's retina.
Bang——
The evil spirit that fell onto the platform was smashed and exploded along with the ring on its face, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
-29-
...Well, this level of damage is not enough to really kill this so-called president of the Eternal Life Society.
But it’s not bad to not have to see garbage for a while.
Mr. P took a step back, took out the alcohol he carried with him and sprayed it, then took out the handkerchief he carried with him and carefully wiped the screen of his flip phone.
"A gift from my boss is more important than a fake. ...Hmm, a message asking for help? I'm trapped somewhere..."
He browses his phone.
The train windows whizzing past in front of me were connected into a long black mirror at an extremely fast speed.
Mr. P paused, looked up, and fiddled with the short golden hair beside his ear while looking at the long mirror.
The long mirror vaguely reflected a sparkling earring worn above the right ear.
-30-
How could I possibly entrust this ring to someone else for safekeeping?
Sure enough, it is most reassuring to nail it on your own ear.
-31-
...Well, but didn't the boss promise to give him a new pair of earrings?
Then I'll just have to throw away this ring and these old earrings... After all, things that are forced upon me and given perfunctorily are no match for gifts that my boss gives me willingly.
But, even if it is thrown away.
Nor will I give it to others.
-32-
The long black mirror whizzed past and whizzed away.
The earrings were also covered again.
The subway train came to a complete stop. In front of the opened door, the blond man quietly merged into the crowded crowd.
"The coordinates of the world where my boss is trapped... Hmm, near the sea. Should I order a large water balloon and a motorboat for him while I'm at it?"
I think I like playing.
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