Chapter 067 "Did you get what you wanted?"
I put my hands on my lower back, where I carried two □□17s. The hard touch suppressed my heartbeat, which was getting louder and louder.
He is a powerful being, and the throbbing nerves on my temples tell me the danger of the being before me.
Being in the eye of the storm, the wind around us was like sharp blades. My cheek felt a stinging pain followed by a warm current. These usually casual wind elves separated the world from us.
They no longer made any noise, but were as quiet as if they were dead.
I guess I'll die easily.
"Did you get what you wanted?"
It began to speak.
The first reaction was confusion, then shock.
"Why do you ask?"
"When I let you go, I wanted to see what happened between you and the other child. I gave you a little power as a gift. What about you? What have you done all these years?"
"I have nothing... I have worked hard, and I am also working very hard to grow up. You know, I work until two in the morning every day. Even Ango would praise me for my hard work. I have done my best to create various values. And, I will protect the lives of ordinary people around me very hard..."
His face grew darker and darker, even though I had repeated to Him all the facts and lies that I could think of to satisfy the audience.
His face clearly showed an extremely strange and particularly malicious expression.
Gradually, I couldn't even hear my own voice.
He inched closer to me until his cold, heavy breath hit my head.
"So, your story may be boring or childish, or whatever you say, but do you feel that there is something more precious? In other words, are you doing this?"
As soon as the words fell, a clear answer emerged in my mind: no.
Basically, there is nothing I really like about everything I do. So, I can't find anything that can be considered a real hobby.
Even a weirdo like Dazai Osamu who thinks the world is meaningless has at least one hobby, so I shouldn't be without one...
As I was racking my brain to think about my hobbies, He chuckled loudly.
"Humans are always so stupid, always so self-righteous, and always fail to see many things in this world."
What is the purpose of this thing, what does it want to do, what does it want from me, and what is the logic of its actions.
I looked up to find clues from this thing, but the light was so stimulating that I had to close my eyes.
His body is not solid under the light, but he does exist, some kind of creature?
No, it’s the energy body.
My heart sank. How could I destroy this thing with the means I had now?
It can't be damn love and beauty.
Although I had a lot of thoughts in my mind, I still devoted some of my attention to answering the question.
"But, isn't it true that human stupidity is the most lovable thing about human beings? Human beings are very arrogant, but it is precisely because of this arrogance that humans are constantly challenging and exploring, and ultimately they are able to accomplish those great feats. Just like the God Vessel, hasn't such a miracle also been born?"
That person is the miracle kid.
I was so determined from head to toe that I said this.
"oh?"
"Yes," I smiled obediently, "a miracle of mankind. The one I met was a miracle of mankind. He was born from human malice, but he was a very gentle and kind person, so he was a miracle."
The hair on the side of His face was trembling slightly.
Maybe I finally got to the point of interest... huh?
"His name is Nakahara Chuuya, my friend. He is usually a bit impatient because he has a lot of friends, and he tends to get impatient when it comes to his friends."
No, the trend is wrong.
"It is said that a god is sealed inside his body, so he has the ability to manipulate gravity."
Yes, the key word is "God". What this monster wants to know is God, or something related to the power in Chuuya.
How does Chuuya usually suppress that power? It's a non-existent setting. Chuuya doesn't need to suppress it at all. When he doesn't recite poetry, it's like that thing doesn't exist...
"Because of the arrival of the "Shepherd God", Shirase and his other friends were confused and turned against him, but he did not get discouraged."
It is simply foolish to tell an unknown energy entity the true information about your friend.
I quietly mobilized my special ability, and used my index finger to draw a small circle behind my back to create a small vortex. I hoped that the breeze generated would not be affected by the monster.
"Nakaya is not afraid of the powerful "Shepherd God". He is willing to give up everything, including his own life, for his companions."
I looked at Him and smiled sincerely.
As I wished, the little wind elf behind me was not affected by him and gently touched my palm, bringing a little coolness.
Go, contact your companions, awaken their consciousness, let them serve me, and lead me to victory.
"My brother went deep into the tiger's den to fight with the "Shepherd God" in order to help Chuuya and obtain intelligence..."
The influence brought by the wind elves grew exponentially. In the blink of an eye, the silent winds were no longer dead silent, but stopped in a solemn order. Therefore, they all seemed equally quiet.
They were waiting for my orders.
I smiled sweetly, staring at the monster in front of me intently, and figured out that there would be no better opportunity than now.
I raised my right hand high, like a child who wanted to express himself, and with a flick of my wrist, Dazai Osamu's modified black □□ appeared.
"Bang!"
I aimed between the monster's eyes. If it were a living thing, this spot would be fatal.
If not, at least it could interfere with His vision and affect His thoughts, if only for a moment.
The bullet passed through the monster's body, creating a huge, shattered hole. Unfortunately, this pleasing sight was destroyed in the blink of an eye and turned back into the evil dragon head.
At the same time, the wind spirit rushed towards the monster's body frantically without caring about its life. "Tumors" suddenly appeared on the monster's body, and then they quickly burst open, oozing out a dark blue and dirty liquid like pus.
He rolled over in agony, opening his huge mouth and uttering painful cries.
Because of His action, the whole house shook as if by an earthquake, and soon it broke into pieces, and finally collapsed to the ground.
For a moment, the first thing that came to my mind was - it's over, that person's coffin is going to be smashed, right?
But then I didn't have time to care about such irrelevant things.
His wails resounded through the sky, and I stepped aside to help him, hoping that he would leave soon.
He looked at me, his body was already broken, his eyes were as bright as lanterns. "Pathetic! Pathetic! You are a pathetic human being full of lies! As punishment for deceiving me, I will swallow you whole!"
He moved very quickly, opening his mouth as big as a locomotive and rushing towards me.
The situation was not good, so I subconsciously retreated. However, I did not notice the stairs behind me and I tripped and fell. My body was suspended in the air, and a feeling of weightlessness gripped me.
Was it possible that instead of being killed by the terrifying monster in front of me, I would die from missing a step when going down the stairs?
When I thought about the fact that the cause of death engraved on my tombstone would be this kind of nonsensical comedy, I felt a special power burning through my body.
I mobilized all my strength just to escape that horrible way of death.
People cannot, or at least should not, die in such an ignominious way!
A flash of white light suddenly appeared, and I lost all vision. The last thing I heard was the impatient rhythm of Incheon's leather shoes hitting the cobblestone road as he ran towards me, and his panicked shouting.
The next moment, I fell on the soft grass.
?
My supernatural powers have changed?
This shouldn't be the case. In this world, supernatural powers are basically possessed from birth, and they won't change until one becomes an old monster. So in this situation...
I opened my eyes. The light around me was soft, and the shadows of the trees swayed indistinctly, looking a little unreal.
I think I must have arrived in heaven.
Mom, can I meet you here?
Before I could do anything, I heard a chuckle. I turned my head and saw a little girl, but maybe I should go to sleep.
Because that girl looks exactly like me.
"Who are you?"
She had no other reaction to my words, as if my voice did not reach her ears.
She tilted her head slightly, smiled and said to me - "Did you get what you wanted?"
This sentence again.
Why this sentence again?
"Who are you?"
Come on, let’s see who is more stubborn. Why should I answer yours if you don’t answer my question?
"Obviously, I am you."
I seem to be encountering myself too often lately.
“Why is it always you?”
"Why don't you ask yourself?"
She took a step forward, the smile on her face still beautiful.
"Why do you always question yourself? Why do you always choose to vent your emotions to yourself even though you are very angry? Why can't you say you love others boldly? Why do you need to suppress your sadness?"
I stepped back, perhaps taking a closer look at the man before me for the first time.
She took another step forward.
"Why are you so cruel to yourself?"
"I am a little bit tougher on myself, and I am also a little bit better to myself. Otherwise, how can I complete my tasks and satisfy my sense of accomplishment?"
"But I'm very tired. I'm so tired that I want to vomit. Every morning when I see the first rays of sunlight, I don't feel moved. Instead, I feel like a centipede is slowly crawling along the blood vessels in my head. When I think about today's mission, my heart seems to be in a state of ischemia... You've been tired of it for a long time."
She's telling lies.
There is no such thing.
However, I couldn't refute it because the person in front of me was me, and there was no way this magical connection could be faked.
Do you want to lie to yourself?
It's really scary. If the person in front of me was an enemy, I would have dropped my weapon and raised my hands in surrender.
I am so tired.
Why? I have asked myself, why not be a little bolder, just a little bit.
But do I really need it? Are those verbal promises and short-term comforts really useful?
"You're a great person!" - Subjective assumptions. The problem is still there, and I still have to solve it myself.
"You've done a great job!" - If this level is considered great, then what are my original goals and plans? Am I just daydreaming?
“It’s okay even if I can’t do anything!” — Do you think I have a lot of free time?
…
Ultimately, I just found myself losing interest in a lot of things and the ability to connect with other people.
After all, if there is a problem, just solve it. This is how we all got through it.
But I have begun to hate doing these things. It is just a simple matter of going to the cafeteria to get a meal. I hate the noisy crowd there, I hate the monotonous dishes there, and I hate chewing mechanically.
I hate my office. The stuffy smell there makes me nauseous. I also hate opening the windows and turning on the air conditioner. When the wind blows, all I get is cold air. When the air conditioner is turned on, the dry smell mixed with the plastic smell of the air conditioner outdoor unit penetrates into my nostrils and gives me stomach cramps.
I hated going out on field trips with them. The smell of gunpowder and blood was like being hit by a mudslide, people who were passionate about life dropping everything to end another person's life.
I, too, began to hate this world.
However, I still seem to have hope for this world. Incheon cooks for me in different ways so that I can eat well. The fried egg on top of the bowl of noodles this morning was made in the shape of a little star by him.
There is a bouquet of flowers with less pungent smell in my office every other week. Sometimes it is put down by Fumino when I am not around, and sometimes it is picked up by Dazai Osamu when he enters the water...
When Chuuya and I go out on field trips, he will take the initiative to do the manual work, and he rarely gives others the opportunity to do the manual work.
My second life was given to me by my friends.
I am willing to embark on a predictably boring journey with great disgust.
Because my friend really told me that the sky is blue, if you run with your arms open you can fly, and if you clench your arms you can really embrace the whole world.
It turns out that I had already found what I wanted during my journey.
The last thing in sight is a smiling face.
*
Incheon, a shovel catches someone's most precious head.
"Dazai-sama! Please don't die! If you die, I will be beheaded!"
…There was a moment when I really didn’t want to wake up.
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