Endless Debt

Humans are wild animals, but precisely because humans have acquired rationality and have firmly bound their wildness under their skin, there is now a clear boundary between humans and animals.

But no matter how rational human beings are, they still cannot completely abandon their original nature. Human beings will still be happy, angry, sad, and do impulsive things that break away from rationality because of some things.

"Since reason is so important, is it wrong to break away from reason?" Aimu asked.

"Depending on the circumstances," Boluogo thought for a moment, "not everything that breaks away from reason is wrong."

Boluogo once broke away from reason. At that time, he couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't bear it every minute, and the hot anger almost penetrated his chest.

"For example?" Aimu asked curiously.

"for example……"

When he cited examples, Boluogo got a headache. He felt like he was educating a child. If he was not careful with his words, he might mislead Aimu.

Boluogo felt that he was not a good person, so if he applied his own template to Aimu, he might have cultivated a violent gangster.

He had thought about using his revenge on a stormy night as an example, but this kind of thing was too special and the emotions were complicated. It might be difficult for Aimu to understand the emotions involved. More importantly, it involved life and death.

Bologg didn't want to affect Aimu's view of life and death. As she said, life is very important. She was still young and inexperienced, and Bologg didn't want to see her stained with blood.

"Those... courtship novels you've read," Boluogo thought of what to use as an example. "There are often plots like this in them, right? How can the male protagonist give up tens of millions of wealth and elope with his lover?"

"Uh-huh."

Aimu nodded in affirmation. Judging from her attitude, she quite liked this kind of story.

Boluogo knew that it might be that Alice liked such stories, and Aimu's performance was just a reflection of Alice's influence.

After listening to Teda's explanation, sometimes Boluogo couldn't figure out whether he was facing Aimu or Alice, or maybe the two of them were mixed together, with so many figures that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

"This kind of thing is actually irrational and stupid." Boluogo commented, "But this kind of thing is correct."

"Irrational, but correct?"

"Yes, let alone a fortune worth tens of millions, he doesn't care even if he gives up everything to be with the other person."

Boluogo paused and continued.

"In the eyes of us onlookers, this behavior may be extremely stupid, but in the eyes of the person involved, he is happy, and that is enough. We call this...romantic."

"romantic?"

"Hmm, romantic."

Boluogo confirmed again. In fact, he didn't understand much about this, but he just talked about it and made a conclusion.

“The antonym of rationality is romance.

We need a little romance in our lives. "

Aimu lowered his head in understanding, the halo in his eyes rotated back and forth, and the atmosphere became silent.

Boluogo looked at Aimu, and little bits of light passed under her gel-like skin, vaguely illuminating the metal skeleton inside. The constant-motion core continued to absorb the surrounding ether, storing and It acts on Aimu's body, causing her body's multiple systems to operate stably.

Aimu is like a human void, with all kinds of power building up her body, and the alchemical matrix spreads over every inch of her body.

Boluogo suddenly had a strange conjecture. Aimu could be regarded as having a human soul in a sense, but this soul appeared in the form of a philosopher's stone, and she could be regarded as a cold dead thing. With the alchemical matrix all over her body, Aimu seemed to be an alchemical weapon.

At this time, Boluogo suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never asked Amu about his abilities. As an alchemy doll, she must have some kind of excellence, and even said that she had another form of secret power. .

"This sounds pretty good." After a long time, Aimu's voice slowly sounded, "I like such romantic plots."

Probably because the atmosphere was just right, Boluogo couldn't help but talk nonsense, "A murderer repented because of a kiss, and a coward calmly walked to death because of a ridiculous reason."

"That's it, I roughly understand it," Aimu said, "Human beings are really complicated."

"Perhaps, sometimes humans are complex, and sometimes they are simple and can be easily seen through," Bologo said.

"Then have you ever done anything 'romantic'?" Aimu asked.

"I have done it, but I will definitely not tell you the details." Boluogo replied.

"hidden?"

"It's just too long. It takes forever to tell and I'm going to sleep."

Bologg pointed to the clock hanging on the wall. His schedule was very regular. It was time for Bologg to get ready to sleep.

"Oh oh oh!" Aimu looked embarrassed.

"See you tomorrow, Aimu." Bologg rushed the people, turned his head and looked at the supper, and said, "I will eat it all."

"Okay, okay."

Aimu nodded repeatedly and stepped back to the door. She was about to close the door, but hesitated and said to Boluogo.

"Good night then."

After closing the door, Aimu did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood there for a while, raised his head, and the halo in his eyes stabilized, motionless, as if he was recalling all the conversations just now.

Bursts of laughter sounded like silver bells, and Aimu looked to the other side of the corridor. A familiar figure was standing there, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Alice..." Aimu whispered.

The alchemy doll cannot dream, but a dream-like scene is played out in front of his eyes. But what is even more weird is that this time Amu is still running. She is not lying on the maintenance platform, nor does she enter sleep.

Just as she thought, the dream was gradually invading reality. During this time, Alice appeared more and more frequently, and she could even see her presence without falling into dormancy.

"Have you always been here?" Aimu asked.

Laughter rang out again, and his vision blurred for a moment. Then Alice in the distance appeared in front of him out of thin air, stretched out his hand like a ghost, and gently pressed on Amu's chest.

"I'm right here," Alice said.

Looking at faces similar to his own, Aimu always felt like he was looking in the mirror.

Aimu has wisdom. She can distinguish herself in the mirror. The Alice in front of her is herself, not herself.

She also understood that she was the reflection in the mirror.

"What are you doing? Aimu." Alice asked incomprehensively.

"What?"

"What are you talking nonsense to him?" Alice walked around Aimu and looked at her, "In my eyes, you have nothing to hide, I am you, the real you."

Alice approached Aimu and whispered in her ear. In a trance, Aimu felt bursts of heat coming from her ears. She knew that this was an illusion. She did not have such a keen perception organ at all.

"I know the little secret in your heart, Aimu."

The gentle voice became evil, and Aimu struggled, "I'm trying my best."

"In that case, you should look...stupid, show weakness to everyone until no one cares, and let down all vigilance." Alice said.

"Or... you still can't make up your mind? What are you hesitating about?"

Alice didn't understand Aimu. She was affected by the projection of her own mind, just like her own reflection, but this reflection was incomplete, and even her thoughts were different.

"I..." Aimu couldn't speak for a long time.

"You are indeed a coward."

Alice commented with a disdainful look.

"You don't dare to hate with all your strength, and you don't dare to give up resistance so completely and hold on to such a glimmer of hope."

Neither up nor down.

Alice hugged Amu's face and asked doubtfully.

"What are you looking forward to? Aimu, will someone come to save you? But you know nothing about this world and know very few people... This world is extremely strange to you.

So, why? Why do you think that way? "

Aimu didn't speak, her thoughts colliding with each other in her mind. She had been aware of this problem a long time ago, but she kept avoiding it as if she didn't dare to face it.

Looking at poor Aimu, Alice suddenly laughed. She leaned close to Aimu intimately, their noses touched, and the sound echoed.

"Don't worry, you still have me. I'm your last ally. Since you don't dare to do that, then let me do it."

In the silent and dim corridor, Aimu stood alone in it. It was like she was waking up from a big dream, and her so-called soul returned to her body.

After a brief panic, Aimu calmed down, and she took a deep look at the door of the stronghold hut.

The halo in his eyes reciprocated rhythmically, and Aimu slowly clenched his fists.