[FF7] The second tucks in history

The author has something to say: (Thanks to the adults who collected this Honkai work)

I, Kawenka, was very ecstasy, so I went back to my old job and started to fake literature and art. As a result, half of the thousands of words I wrote were too much... Cough, now Wei has nothing to worry about, so don’t carelessly take a step closer to Uncle Wen Bar!

This chapter, by the way, explains the foreshadowing that was buried indiscriminately and Wei's tragic life experience-this stuff is too troublesome and I won't do more in the future!

— Nibelheim, I'm back!Let's all come out to pick up the car, hahahaha...

The black car with the Shinra logo came quickly from the mountain path, and before it stopped at the gate of the village, Vivian jumped off first, and threw himself into the bright sunlight that seemed to melt everything.Vincent got out of the car unhurriedly, glanced at the girl who closed her eyes and breathed in the warm air amusedly, and looked around carefully at the surrounding environment: the simple buildings with green bricks and red tiles, the people happily chasing and playing Children, ordinary villagers who are not threatening at first glance, and Mount Nebuhr covered with thick emerald green in the distance...

Level [-] alert lifted and downgraded to Level [-].Vincent took out his mobile phone and typed out the review in detail, and finally added the threat of "Director, please go back and give me a raise or I will resign", ah no, please, press the send button.The first mission is done, and now the timeless and therefore difficult defense mission needs to be seriously considered.

Nibelheim is located in the continuous Nibel Mountains. It is a very remote small village. Because of this, Shinra built the first magic furnace on the planet to serve as a power generation facility here.It is said that it has benefited the villagers, and everyone loves it, but it is not necessarily the case. Some old people with far-sightedness in the village worriedly warned the younger generation that this is overdrafting the life of the planet, and one day they will be punished.

Then it is said that they mysteriously disappeared collectively on the same day. Vivian, who guessed eight or nine points, felt very uncomfortable—after all, they were the elders who cared for him—now that the villagers are still as usual. Guiltyly felt that there was condemnation in his eyes.She turned around and asked Vincent with some regret—the latter had been watching her quietly with his hands in his pockets, "Senior, the company...are there many ordinary people who hate or even hate it?"

"No." Vincent replied decisively, stretching out his right hand to smooth out the messy bangs on her forehead with concern.He straightened his body, looked at the peace and tranquility around him, smiled enviously and said, "Vivian's hometown is Nibelheim, it's nice to have such a warm life." The yearning in his tone was too much to contain, Can't help but make people curious about his childhood.

With a sincere smile on his face, the endless complaints in his heart almost filled two sacks. Vivian couldn't bear to reveal that the life here was not as good as he imagined.The daily life in the remote mountain village is so boring that it is hard to describe, and the unsound entertainment facilities mean that there is only one tavern here that is forced to play the role of a house of everything (?): During the day, the aunts and aunts point out the country (?) with their sweaters. In the gossip place, at night, it is the world where uncles and uncles gossip over wine.And in Nibelheim, a small place that doesn't pay much attention to personal privacy, even if someone has an extra mouse in his home, everyone will know it the next day-so, part of Vivian's espionage ability is from what he has seen and heard?

No, that's not the point.The important point is that in Nibelheim, where there has been no mass population movement for more than ten years, in Nibelheim, where everyone's faces are more familiar than stew, in Nibelheim, where the men look like human beings Nibelheim, who has no bright spots, a man as handsome and gentle as Senior Vincent, will definitely be attacked at night—ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he might lose his virginity Ahhhhhhh! ! !

To sum up, "Senior, let's go to Shinra Villa to report!" Fearing that Vincent would be targeted by the wolf-like villagers if he stayed a second longer, Vivian spoke anxiously.She pushed Vincent hard to hide in the shadows and walked towards the Shinra Villa, looking around suspiciously from time to time to see if anyone was looking at him obscenely, and if there was, she poked his eyeballs relentlessly.

"Heh... I'm not in a hurry, but you, Vivian, you should visit your father first." Vincent deftly avoided Vivian's body that was pounced on him with all his strength, and stepped out with his left foot He turned around and stood beside her, holding her elbow to stand still.After being reminded by Vincent, he remembered the incident of being squeezed into the corner of his brain by other "clutter". Vivian yelled "ah" as if enlightened, and slapped his palm on the forehead in shame and slowly She slid down and covered her face: "Oh God, I shamefully forgot..."

Vivian turned around and got ready to start running. Just as he was about to walk away, he suddenly remembered something. He braked quickly and turned around and said to Vincent who was idly looking at him with his arms folded: "Senior, let's divide into two groups: I'll go home first and then report, you go directly to Shinra Villa to clock in and go to work - don't wander around and don't crowd around! Otherwise you can't afford the consequences!! Understand?" "Okay, I get it, don't be like menopause You’re as long-winded as an aunt.” Vincent joked, and walked obediently to Shinra Villa under Vivian’s glaring gaze.Seeing that he did indeed walk into the gloomy building, Vivian patted his chest, put his hands in his pockets, hummed a little tune and took a shortcut, looking for his home in the outskirts of the village.

As he walked, he removed the high braids of his hair.Vivian smoothed her messy long hair, put it on her shoulders, pushed back her eyebrow-level bangs, and resumed her previous village attire.In this way, the villagers who had only dared to look at her from a distance just now recognized her immediately, and waved to her enthusiastically, and Vivian also went back with a smile.When I walked past the water tower in the center of the village, I was expected to be rushed over by a plump, cream-scented woman and hugged into the arms of the waves.

"Goddess bless, my lovely Vivian, I will finally see you again in my lifetime!" A woman wearing a floral headscarf with knitting needles stuck in her bun is a standard good wife and mother.She was so excited that she trembled all over, causing Vivian, who was struggling to breathe, to tremble together.After rubbing her chest twice fiercely, she let go of Vivian, who was flushed from lack of oxygen and was about to faint. Madam, I am going to Shinra instead of slaying dragons, what you said is too exaggerated.”——As if I have wasted half my life in a foreign land.

This Mrs. Strife is not Yun Pianzi's mother, because her only son is a thick, muscular and muscular man, except for a head of brilliant blond hair, he has nothing to do with Miss Golden Chocobo.

"Okay, okay, although I don't think there is much difference-oh, don't mention this, look at yourself, Vivian, haven't you gone to a big city, a big company, why are you still a bone? Didn't take good care of yourself? Let me just say, let a little girl go out alone, only the brains of alcohol can think of it! My poor Vivian, I have no mother since I was a child, and my father is still a useless guy ..." Touching Vivian's thin body, Mrs. Strife fell in love with the scene, her nose soured and shed a few tears of sympathy, and balabala babbled about "Vivian Domino's Les Miserables", probably not to mention Never give up for hours.

Patience was about to break through the critical point, Vivian clenched her fists and silently told herself "don't attack", and tried her best to interrupt gently in a polite tone: "Please, no, no more, Mrs. Strife. Where is Dad? I I just came to see him." Inhale, exhale, turn anger into appetite, Strife's snacks are delicious~

Mrs. Strife covered her mouth in surprise, gasped and screamed, "Don't you know?" An Wenyan asked back suspiciously, unconsciously, his tone became less respectful and more cold.Mrs. Strife sighed heavily, touched her face with a warm hand, and turned her head: "...your father, the day you wrote back saying that you were admitted by Shinra, he... left. No one knows Where did he go. I'm sorry we didn't stop him... Vivian, I'm sorry."

"Are you kidding me!" Vivian asked in a trembling voice, shocked.But since childhood, the elders who liked to tease me the most have serious faces and guilt-ridden eyes, and it is impossible to be unconvinced.A crunchy thing in his heart "cracked" into powder, and Vivien pushed Mrs. Strife violently away and rushed home, so panicked that she almost fell over without even caring about her unsteady gait.

She ran so fast that Mrs. Strife's yelling was blown away by the wind.She was crying while running, silently, the tears flowed wantonly, she didn't care to wipe them off, she just ran desperately towards home.On the eve of going to Shinra to apply for the recruitment, the father said jokingly that his daughter should really retire when she grew up, but she just took it as a bad joke and didn't pay much attention to it.But, it turned out to be true...the only relative in this world, the last relative...

The Domino House is located beside an endless flower field on the outskirts of Nibelheim Village. It is said that the house is nothing more than a dilapidated two-storey building. Ruins beyond repair.Even so, Vivian, who can feel the warmth from it, still regards it as home—an existence that can never be replaced.So when she saw the rusty, creaking door leaves that could not be closed and swayed in the wind, and complained about her father's carelessness, she felt uncontrollable heartache and anger.

The dust in the room was thick, and it was gray and dark everywhere. Every step on the cheap carpet in the porch would stir up dust, and Vivian had to cover her mouth and nose with her sleeve.After a cursory look, the furnishings in the house were exactly the same as the day she left. It was hard for Vivian to imagine whether her father would still live here after she left.Maybe she is the only reason why he considers this place his home.

——Ah, it's so sour and numbing, it can't be the tone of that beer belly alcoholic.Dad just premeditatedly drove away our oil bottle and eloped away with the beauty hidden in the golden house for many years.What's the matter with this unreasonable feeling of coldness like a ghost on the upper body! ?

Rubbing her hands, Vivian unconsciously had tears on her face, smiling narrowly and thinking wildly.Sitting in the middle of the stairs as before, with her legs dangling from the hollow of the railing, Vivian folded her arms and tilted her head to look around. The downward arrow on the opposite wall happened to enter her pupils due to the angle of view. .Moving his gaze down, his thoughtful eyes slowly landed on a small table.

There is a letter on the table.The corners are stamped redundantly.At first glance, it was the father's work.Vivian immediately climbed over the railing and ran over with careless hands, picked it up, tore open the letter paper with a "sigh", and shook out the letter, only to take a look at it, and was shocked by the initial address "Little Vivian" , the hand trembled uncontrollably.

[Don't worry about me—no matter when you read this letter—your father and I don't have a daughter whose wings are hard and fly, and I can't think about it for a while and go to LifeStream to find your mother.It just feels like the task of raising you as planned is done and it's time to move on. 】

—According to plan?Hey, don't tell me in a bunch of "crackling" next: I'm actually a scientific product, bastard!

[Although I'm a little embarrassed, I'm still, sorry, I made some tricks and sold you to Tuckers for me.When you were young, you kept clamoring to become a special soldier.but!My daughter was born to be a Turks elite, how could she be worse! 】

——Oh, Dad, you really think highly of my non-original goods...

[Come back to business.I am here to answer all your questions.First of all, I want to confess to you: your father and I were the deputy director of the god Rotax when we were in the prime of life, and we were good friends with Azul when we were young. Max, the two gods of murder and the terminator of girls' hearts - don't show me a face of contempt, pay attention to respect your elders! ! ! ——Later, driven by the wheel of fate turning in the dark, I met your mother, and your mother is the most beautiful woman in the world.I am not exaggerating. 】

[Love is either created out of nothing or gradually precipitated. Anyway, we fell in love and I proposed to her and she agreed.The bloody thing is, my dear Vivian, your mother is the daughter of the founder of an anti-Shinra organization. I believe you must have understood what this means when you read the letter.The company's actions have always been fast and perfect, because of the existence of Turks.At that time, I didn't care about other people's life or death, except your mother.When the mission is complete, I ask Azul to let us go, and I'll give anything and everything for that. 】

[Decades of relationship are not built, Azul is loyal to the company, yes, after some struggles, he still let us go.But there is only one condition - and that is that you, Vivian, my descendant, will work for Shinra on my behalf and pay the debt of betrayal.So sorry for the second time, Vivian, that's why I grew up training you to spy standards, but it's not taking advantage, trust me, I love you. 】

——I don't care about using it!Anyway, I'm a bit of a dick and a bit easy to deceive, I'm really sorry for not being kept in the dark, dear father.Hmph, but if that's the case, why do you have to be a Turks?

The light blue letter paper was violently clenched and crumpled, and Vivian suddenly felt that everything he had planned was artificially planned. He foolishly lived according to their arrangements and was played as a guinea pig for experiments. ridiculous.What else is there to be attached to?What else do you care about?It's better to learn from Sephiroth and resolutely blacken it.

"Slap." Vivian slapped herself hard in her heart to be sober: the second-year style is not her route, and the occasional pretending to be thirteen is only a psychological need.What a beautiful world, there are soft girls and handsome men, and strawberry cakes that are indispensable every day...Since my little heart has been seriously traumatized, don't go to work today~

The dark aura of "the weather is so good, let me destroy the world" that was still threatening to die in the last second, Vivian's distorted mentality gradually straightened out at the speed of light, adhering to "Life has cheated you, you can't cheat back, otherwise you will still Lie to yourself" is a mediocre idea, she solemnly stated that she will always follow the guidance of the plot, take a little blessing under the protection of the indelible aura of the protagonist, and never cause trouble when she is full hahaha ...

With a sense of alienation, I have never paid attention to anything, so I can see it naturally.

She kept the letter from her father (which was crumpled by herself) close to her body, and Vivian walked out of the house, feeling as if it was a lifetime away.She approached the flower field in a daze, climbed up the haystack piled aside, hugged her knees, rested her chin on her knees, and stared intently at the swaying flower branches in the wind, as if she was thinking silently.Looking at it, I spent an afternoon.When Vincent's call disturbed her contemplation, it was already the middle of the night when the sky was full of stars and the sky was full of people.

"Vivian, where have you been? I've been looking for you for more than an hour!" Vincent's tone was anxious and imperceptible, and Vivian's somewhat empty heart was filled with deep warmth.She answered honestly: "I'm on the edge of the flower field outside the village, not too far from Shenluo Villa." After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and sat quietly in the vague darkness, waiting for the unexpected Chinese The emergence of Sente.

Vincent arrived panting, locks of hair sticking to his face with sweat.When he saw that Vivian was looking at the stars leisurely, and thought of how painfully he helped her cover up, and how anxiously he ran around looking for someone for a long time, he became very angry.Just before he gritted his teeth and took out the hell dog and replaced it with a miniature incendiary bomb, intending to burn the haystack to force her to admit his mistake, Vivian looked back and smiled, not quite like her usual style and said softly: "Senior, I Only you can rely on."

His heart skipped a beat, and Vincent was speechless for a moment.Under the silver and blue starlight, the girl's sad smiling face, her heart-wrenching serious tone, and her undisguised admiration combined into a scene that was slightly better than a poetic drama, at least he knew he would never forget it.Is something deteriorating silently?Vincent faintly noticed it, but... he didn't dare and didn't want to inquire.