Miss Tsushima

"So, Tae Jae-kun, happy birthday."

Tsushima Hiiragi turned on the small table lamp with a smile. The book was placed on her desk, and now Tsushima Hiiragi has appropriated it to the small wooden table where they were sitting. The warm yellow light lit up a small piece of darkness. .

The curtains were drawn tightly in the room, Tsushima Hiiragi wanted to create a birthday atmosphere, so she specially bought a cake and [-] candles, and she inserted one of them into the cake carefully. Light up each one.

Mrs. Zaizhi once asked her on her birthday in the past why she celebrated her birthday so grandly. Wouldn’t it be enough to light a candle representing ten years old and add a few more candles? The type of rebirth day.

In the first 14 years before he met Tsushima Hiiragi, Tai Zaiji never seriously celebrated his birthday. For him, this is not something worth celebrating. After meeting Tsushima Hiiragi, every day A birthday is always by her side, even if it's just a cake, Tsushima Hiiragi will do his best to organize his birthday.

"Congratulations!" She always smiled and clapped happily, "It's another new year, too? Zaijun."

Birthday? It's just another year of living in this world. What's there to celebrate?

"Does it really make sense to live?"

Too? Zaiji still remembers being like this when he was 15 years old? Ask Tsushima Hiiragi, at that time he was full of resistance and rejection to everything in this world.

"Do you think life is really valuable? What is the value of a person? What is the meaning of my life?"

He can feel the same kind of breath in Tsushima Hiiragi, such a woman should have the same feeling as him, so what gave her the courage to live, so that she can... Survive in this black, vortex-like world.

In this world, every breath alone has exhausted all the courage of the ruler. Even though he can easily see through human nature, he is so afraid of this world.

In the crowd, he is like a beast that has been stripped of its fur and covered with a layer of human skin. The sense of alienation and rejection surrounds him all the time. When he looks at the world, the world is distorted, but With his wisdom, he can understand it easily.

The world in the eyes of others is normal, but in his eyes alone, the world is distorted.

He alone is a heretic.

Until Tsushima Hiiragi appeared, she stood on the bridge, and stretched out her hand to him, Tai Zaiji was able to taste the same spirit as himself in her, able to play with the world but afraid of the world ?interest.

Tsushima Hiiragi is a beautiful and intelligent woman.

It's a scary thing when a beautiful woman is smart, and she's destined to be a dangerous woman.

When she was writing at the desk, the loose ponytail was tied up, revealing a fair neck, or when she finished writing a day's story, she stood up and relaxed by the window, staring at the sun with long eyes, that kind of ambiguous and soft attack Sex? Surrounded her like waves.

She is like the Helen who started the war. The magistrate is by her side, watching with cold eyes. She has observed clearly for many years, and calmly draws conclusions from the perspective of a bystander. No one can... I don't love Tsushima Hiiragi.

People who admire her write so many love letters that they can boil her bath water, even the dwarf in China? He always holds her books and reads endlessly, but her eyes can't shine. Regardless of anyone, her gentle watery gaze casts on all existences in this world equally.

Being in the center of the vortex, causing the war but letting the situation develop, and finally recording her own story in her own little corner, she is such a woman, her beauty is a kind of sin, too ?Zaizhi knows this clearly. People who love her are like moths to a flame. Love for her will only burn everything.

Why do people love her, why is she able to blend in with the crowd, obviously, obviously, like him? A freak, isn't it?Too? Zaizhi became interested in her, and the impulse to leave her at that moment overcame his instinct to escape? He took those cold hands.

Ms. Tsushima, who has gentle eyes and always smiles at the corners of her mouth, also gave Taizai a clear answer.

Tai Zaiji remembers that after he was 15 years old, he never asked Tsushima Hiiragi about the meaning of life and the value of living, because when he was 15, he asked Tsushima Hiiragi,

"Do you really think it's meaningful for me to live? Is it really meaningful for human beings to live?" In fact, he wanted to ask Tsushima Hiiragi, Ming? Ming? Has the same feeling as him? in this world?

But he didn't ask. If there were only two monsters in the world, he wouldn't have the courage to find his companions. He would rather be alone forever than open his heart.

The candlelight at that time was flickering just like it is now, reflected in Tsushima Hiiragi Toki's water-black pupils, she waited for Taizai to blow out the candle, and then said to him attentively and seriously,

"There is nothing wrong with living. If you persist in living, even if you are lonely and painful, you can always meet something. It makes me feel that it is worthwhile for me to persevere until this day."

"Is there really something that makes me feel that living is meaningful?" At that time, Tai Zaiji was still a child. s answer.

"Yes, there will be." There were gentle waves in her eyes, as if the stars in the sky were scattered in her eyes, "Being able to meet you is the value of my persistence until today."

"I used to live in a daze until I met you, Tai? Zai, you are like a mirror for me. My life may not have any value, but you are different."

"Your life is valuable. I help you celebrate your birthday just to let you know that your life is not meaningless. You are the whole meaning of my life."

"You are? a miracle. If you live, as long as you live, there will be another possibility. One day you will find the meaning of living, even if it is painful, but...at that time you will not be alone anymore Alone." After Tsushima Hiiragi finished speaking, he put his hands together and closed his eyes, "Okay, don't think so much, kid, just make a wish."

After that, Tai? Zaizhi didn?t ask her these questions anymore, because the moment he got her answer, he? Many people love her like moths to a flame, too? Zai Zhi told himself, this is too dangerous.

Avoiding danger, this is his survival? Instinct?, the coward in his heart told him, back, back.

Don't come any closer.

But there is no way for him to really leave Tsushima Hiiragi. In the bizarre world, only they can carefully touch each other's soul.

His birthday was still spent with Tsushima Hiiragi, and it was like this? After four years, Tsushima Hiiragi was no longer the big sister who was taller than him and led him ahead. The black and beautiful hair is something that the past self has never seen.

Tai Zaiji has grown up, but Tsushima Hiiragi has never changed.

Tsushima Hiiragi is a nostalgic person. The furnishings at home have basically remained unchanged. Time here seems to be stagnant. The only thing that changes is Taeji. He puts his legs under the wooden table casually. The space under the table was cramped and narrow. In his impression, there was obviously a spacious place under the wooden table.

But it does not matter.

He will keep everything the same, since only Tae Jaeji has changed, then he will keep his mentality the same.

He is unwilling to have a little change in his life, and carefully keeps everything the same.

Don't think about ten or twenty years from now, just look at the present? Now he wants to stay in this happiest time forever.

If happiness will disappear, then he would rather die at this moment, so that he won't lose it, and will have happiness forever.

Therefore, he will dig out and eradicate all the existences that want to hinder his happiness.

Tai Zai closed his eyes, and in a room that remained unchanged except for the increasing number of candles on the cake, put his palms together and put them on his chest, and blew out all the candles in one breath.

In Yokohama this year, the dark tide was raging, and the "gray ghost" from the European battlefield hid in the cargo ship of international trade, and quietly climbed onto the land along the coast of Japan.

Their leader was a tall man with silver mid-length hair tied to one side, a firm face, and a tall man. Even though he was wearing a tattered gray cloak similar to that of a beggar, he did not look sloppy or downcast at all.

His chest is covered with badges, his facial features are deep, and there are heavy wrinkles between his brows. It can be guessed that he must be a serious and majestic leader.

His figure is tall and straight, and his standing posture is straight, but you only need to look at his stern face, those eyes that are as dead as an ancient well, and you will understand that——

He was once flourishing and growing, but at this moment he has already withered all the leaves, the branches are gray and dead, and the tree is dead.

One of his subordinates walked up to him and gave a military salute, "The plan Enoshima gave you, he said it has been planned? According to his plan, first in Yokohama..."

"I see, don't continue to report to me, I don't care about these." André Gide, that is, the leader of this group of 'grey ghosts', made a gesture, and the eloquent soldiers Immediately quieted down, and after handing him the letter from Enoshima to Gide, he returned to the team.

Gide took over the plan. It was a handwritten plan. From the outside, it might be gaudy. It looked like an elementary school student’s drawing homework. Gide only remembered to turn over the first few pages and go to the place where the words were written first. .

"To my lovely Mister Despair?

You have already come to Japan, so I will stop talking nonsense

first……"

……

"Are you really going to do this, Shield?" A boy with neat short black hair followed anxiously behind Enoshima Shield, "Why even..."

Before he finished speaking, Enoshima put his hands behind his back and turned around with a smile, "Brother, what are you talking about? Is there any problem with me doing this?"

He smiled and spoke, but it made people feel creepy for no reason, "I have? found despair, so shouldn't it be time to find hope?"

"Only happiness exists, and when it is destroyed, the white dream bursts into a more magnificent and beautiful despair,"

His excited face was flushed like a ripe red apple, "Even if it's something I like, I'll destroy it!"

"Even if you will be heartbroken, just? Let this despair eat me."