When Sata Mizuxiao realized that this netizen named Setsuna was a girl about the same age as him, the draft he had already prepared in his heart was once again in vain.

[You, hello, that, first meeting!My name is... Mizushino Sata...]

"Pfft, so your real name is Mizuxiao Souta, haha, you must be too nervous."

【Well!Um... sorry. 】

"There's nothing to be sorry about. By the way, we've been playing together for so long. I'll call you Sata-san. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

【……Yes!no problem! 】

"Then in exchange, my real name is Yuna Shimazaki."

"But, I prefer you to call me Setsuna."

From that day on, Mizushino Souta got to know this girl who had never met before, but knew the names of both parties.

Shimazaki Yuna, or rather.

Setsuna Shimazaki.

Afterwards, it seemed that they got to know each other's names, and the relationship between the two became better and better. Their common words made their mutual recognition more and more clear whether they were in the game or outside the game.

Until one day, after exchanging lines, Setsuna sent such a text message to Sata Mizushino.

[By the way, are you free recently?In the recent large-scale event held in Tokyo, there was a talk show of "Huge Celestial Objects". I really wanted to go to the scene to watch it up close. 】

【will you come? 】

At that time, Mizushino Souta still did not give up creation under Setsuna's encouragement, but the released works were still not seen by anyone.

But to him, maybe Setsu is a very talented person, and she is also his friend.

Well, yes, friend.

So as it should be, that afternoon, Mizushino Sota finally met a girl named Shimazaki Setsuna.

She was wearing a white dress, with two slender braids rippling slightly on both sides of her ears, red spectacle frames and elegant black long straights, her very quiet aura almost rushed towards Shui Xiao Satai.

Shui Xiao Satai somewhat forgot what they experienced that afternoon, he only knew that it was the first time in his life that he didn't want to forget the good memory.

That was the first time he met her.

Simultaneously.

Also the last time.

After that day, the artist named Setsuna's works got better and better, and more and more people began to look forward to the activity of this new star.

The number of fans also jumped from 15 to [-] to [-], and it is still rising.

Finally one day, the news spread that a well-known producer of a big production company wanted to cooperate with artist Setsuna.

While everyone expressed their envy and congratulations, the dark side of society also quietly emerged like a beast.

Plagiarism, ghostwriting, slander, rumors...

That is something that can be done without any cost on the Internet today. People think it is aboveboard, but in fact it is a wolf in sheep's clothing drinking the blood of justice.

Shui Xiao Sa was very angry, he knew that Setsuna was not that kind of person.

As her friend, he should stand up and speak up for her.

and so.

When he hung his hand over the keyboard again, he froze again.

"Setsuna, isn't she really that kind of person?" '

'She is obviously the same age as me, but she surpasses all her peers. Is such excellence really real...? '

Evil thoughts began to breed.

A teenager, at the most confident age, tried to conquer a field but was defeated by reality, and ended up with nothing.

Such a person, when facing those successful people of the same age, how could he not be envious, how could he not be eager, how could he-

No jealousy!

'That's right, although I have met Setsuna, do I really have sufficient evidence to speak for her? '

Doubt is the strongest enemy.

'If I speak for her, will I also face the fate of being abused by countless people? '

Fear is spreading.

"A-Wait a little longer, anyway, there are people who can speak for her, I should be the one less..."

Mizushino Souta's hands left the keyboard again.

And a week later, when a text message from Jiji came to his mobile phone, he didn't hesitate too long, and quickly sent out his thoughts.

[I have never stood in that position, and I am also very troubled. 】

Huh, position?

Why write these two words?

Mizushino Sota was also very puzzled, but he also didn't know that this last text message to Shimazaki Setsuna became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

When he saw "Setsuna" announcing the cancellation of his account on the Internet one day, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.

But when a month later, when the suicide note named Setsuna Shimazaki was delivered to him, this achievement became the most painful, desperate, and least willing nightmare rooted in Mizushino Souta's heart.

He couldn't stop his tears. After fulfilling Setsuna's last wish, he suffered from serious mental illness, closed himself at home, and suspended school for a year.

It wasn't until he completely excluded all memories and objects related to Shimazaki Setsuna from his life that Mizushino Souta gradually became a normal person and slowly returned to his original campus life.

But when the man named Tian Nuo appeared in front of him, the dusty memories began to slowly open like a Pandora's box.

And in order to prevent herself from repeating the same mistakes and lose even the last hope, Mizuxiao Sata is willing to reveal the scars of the past in front of everyone at this moment.

He wants to tell all the crimes he has committed, just like a prisoner who is about to face the death penalty.

But after all the crimes are announced.

In Mizuxiao Sata's heart, there was only peace and tranquility left.

……

……

Silence, still silence.

This underground square where the sun cannot be seen, all its brightness comes from the lighting magic released by Meteora.

Thanks to the omnipotent magic, in the past three months, although everyone felt burdened, they lived comfortably.

However, it wasn't until this meeting that this young man, who seemed to be being tried in court, told all about his past.

They realized that most of the reasons for the present situation were probably related to this young man.

"Scumbag!"

"another me!"

Hei Xi'er expressed her opinion without hesitation, but this kind of straight to the point ushered in Xi'er's pull.

"Actually, is there such a thing..."

Seresia's expression was complicated, because the boy in front of her was the first guide in this world to her.

She couldn't imagine that such a seemingly simple and simple person would have such an unbearable past.

Alice Talia didn't express any opinions, she just quietly watched Mizushino Souta who couldn't stop crying, and quickly closed her eyes again.

"Ah, although I really want to come up and give you a punch, but you don't seem to be the kind of person who thinks carefully."

Maitreya Temple Youye also frowned and scratched his head, while he glanced at Altair on the other side.

"I can't speak for the dead, but if you want to make amends, you'd better be able to do what you say!"

Huang Shumo Meixiang next to Maitreya Temple opened her mouth.

But after thinking about it, this mature magical girl also understood the position of others, and it was not for her to decide and evaluate.

So she closed her mouth obediently and quietly waited for someone who could comment.

Britz's daughter, Alina, looked sad.

At only ten years old, she still cannot have mature thoughts and ideas like others.

Alina only knew that this story was a sad one, and the crying brother in front of her was also a person full of sadness and remorse.

"Some things cannot be resolved through regret."

Blitz patted his daughter's head, he looked at Sata Mizushino, and said very calmly: "In my world, people always lose before they have."

"And what is lost will not come back, so every loss represents a growth and a thought for us who are still alive."

Britz shook his head: "However, growing up and thinking does not mean being mature and growing up."

"Only when people realize that what we have lost is what we have, can we prevent tragedies from continuing to be born."

As the oldest Britz in appearance, his words are not only truth, but also the experience of half a lifetime.

Most of the people at the round table began to think silently.

As the oldest Meteora, she patted Mizushino Souta on the back lightly without saying anything.

Because before coming, she had already told this boy——

"What you are facing is what you have to insist on, so no matter what people around you cast their eyes on you."

"Sa Tai-sang, I think your persistence now is correct!"

"So, please come on!"

Just like the encouragement I received when I was at the lowest point.

One sentence may not be able to save a person, but it can make a heart that has fallen into darkness have a light from the sky.

"me!!!"

Mizuxiao Sata suddenly raised his head, tears blurred his vision, and his hot breath fogged his glasses.

But in his gaze, the white long-haired girl who sat directly opposite him and hadn't expressed any opinions until now, their gazes undoubtedly interacted together.

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