[Comprehensive] It's not the world that's wrong, it's me!

"Want my heart?" Maya said a bit with difficulty, her smile was set off by the blood at the corner of her mouth with a strange beauty, "As I said, it depends on whether you have the ability-too ​​bad, you lost .”

"If you hadn't been taken advantage of by me because you wanted to go home too urgently... Maybe you would have succeeded."

She gently closed the eyes of En Soph, who was still breathing, and then covered her hands: "Then, let me see now, what do you know?"

"...!"

The picture flashed in front of her eyes made her almost forget to breathe.

"You bastard..." Maya's eyes widened, "So that's why you..."

"Heh, hahahahahaha——" Seeing her reaction, En Sof burst out into a sharp and distorted laugh, his thin body twitched, and he seemed to enjoy the way she was stunned by excessive shock.

He raised the knife without hesitation.

twisted guy.

But... she's not much better, and she probably doesn't have the qualifications to say anything about others.

Thinking of this, Maya chopped off his head expressionlessly, wiped the blood splattered on his body, took out the transmitter, and sent a signal to Silang and Liming .

But now, she curled up in Si Lang's arms, clutching her heart to feel the pain coming from there, and intermittently narrated what she saw at that time.

"30 years ago, this world once welcomed a collector, her number is UE107."

"... both her and I were in very similar predicaments: both of us were apparently punished for some serious wrongdoing, had our memories erased, and were released into this world. She was probably far more powerful than I was Many, I found out a small part of the truth about the 'World Tree' system that even I don't know."

"She discovered that people who have been punished in this way have not only been inflicted with hellfire-like pain, but...here," she pointed to her chest, "a chip will be implanted. It can absorb energy, and store it on the chip, when the energy is enough, the collector's body will gradually dry up. Then, it will make a 'bang'—”

— exploded like fireworks.

She didn't finish the next sentence, but looked at Si Lang's heavy expression, and pretended to be relaxed: "In this way, this collector will be completely obliterated, whether it is from this world or from that distant space. .However, according to UE107's theory, our 'benevolent' system also leaves us with a way to survive, although the admission conditions are very harsh, but if we do it, we can still survive."

"When the chip is full of energy, it will send out a signal, and the collector will feel an abnormal pain in the heart. In the next three hours, they need to find someone they trust enough to ask him to take out and be implanted. Before the Collector's body disappears from this world, cut open the heart and destroy the chip inside."

"Unfortunately, although she found this method, she believed in the wrong person. En Souf discovered the huge energy of the chip, and made up the idea of ​​using the energy of the chip to return to the mother star. So he took out Her heart, but did not destroy the chip, but kept the heart. It's a pity that only one chip is not enough for energy consumption... And, there is one thing I don't know if you have already understood, not just energy, in order to activate the return The starship of the mother star, En Sof also needs a key... The 'DEHAB' plan is not limited to men, but also involves three women, one of them, and a NEDE member who later defected , and passed on their abilities to the children born."

Si Lang understood, and took a breath: "That means—"

"Yes, that child is Little Futaba." Maya felt the pain in his heart intensify, "I always feel that everything was planned by En Sof... If he finds out about the collector, then..."

After thinking for a while, she suddenly changed the topic: "Before I met you, I found a manuscript in the school library. Now that I think about it, it should have been left by UE107, and somehow it was passed on there."

"It is written in the handbook that usually, they come to those worlds for their mission, leave after getting what they want, and take away the memories of them from the people in those worlds—until they come next time."

Maya took a deep breath: "En Sof still retains the memory of her, which means—"

"She never left this world at all." Si Lang murmured.

"Yes," Maya said, "although I destroyed her chip later, it must be too late. I wanted to say that if En Sof knew about the Collector, he must also know that if the previously sent The collector did not send the data back, what would happen... When I checked his memory later, it confirmed my guess to a certain extent, he knew I would come, and wanted to take out the chip from my heart, so that the energy would roughly That's enough... use Futaba as a key..."

"...In short, that is to say, although I can be sure that this method is not groundless, it has not been practiced, and its feasibility is still unknown." She wrapped her arms around Si Lang's neck, "There are still three hours before the three-hour limit. 10 minutes... how about it, Si Lang, do you want to bet on this?"

"Do you trust me, Maya?" he asked abruptly.

"You are the person I trust the most in this world." Maya closed her eyes and sighed, "But, Silang, if you take out my heart, I will die in this world...and, you may be forever I don’t even know if it’s going to work.”

"If you don't try, there is no hope at all." Si Lang's voice was very gentle, "Isn't it?"

"Then you have to promise me to live, even though you have to bear the pain of killing me with your own hands." She tried to show a sad smile, "Liming and Futaba are still waiting for you... If possible, I hope you can Just like what was written in that handbook, lose your memory about me."

"I don't hope so."

Si Lang smiled slightly, bowed his head and kissed her.

In this kiss full of death breath, the two desperately demanded each other.As the lips and tongue intertwined, something became clear.

"Well!"

The moment Si Lang's field knife - "Winter of Fenbulle" pierced his chest, Maya let out a muffled groan, which was swallowed by Si Lang between his lips and tongue.Tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and she let herself be immersed in this bitter sweetness, as if she had forgotten the pain of her heart being gouged out.

The two slowly separated, and Maya looked at Si Lang's blood-stained clothes and his feet that had turned into light spots and disappeared, his vision became more and more blurred.

She raised her hand to caress the cheek of her boss wolf, feeling his warm body temperature.

"Goodbye, Si Lang."

If only we could meet again.

Don't cry, Maya, don't cry.

She told herself desperately, blinking constantly, trying to force the tears out, but they kept pouring in.

She couldn't see clearly, but she really wanted to see him again, for the last time.

Consciousness also became blurred, and his hands gradually lost strength and slipped from Si Lang's face.

She could feel that Si Lang was staring at her, but her eyelids became heavier and her legs became numb.

At the moment when her consciousness fell into darkness, the last words she heard were Si Lang's soft whispers.

"I love you."

Sorry, she can no longer respond.

...I love you too, Si Lang. ?

☆、Silang Fanwai: Eternal Flower

?The Free Corps is the largest semi-Qi armed organization in Grassheim.

One of its young second-in-commands, Si Lang, has recently become obsessed with painting.

Discarded drawing papers were piled up one after another, the wastebasket in the office was stuffed to the brim, and the perpetrators were still tirelessly creating rubbish.

Although as an artificial human whose head was stuffed with knowledge from birth, Si Lang's painting level is still very good, but he is always dissatisfied with the works he draws.

"Not like."

Another ball of paper crossed a perfect parabola and landed on the top of the mountain of paper in the wastebasket.

Liming has complained about his behavior more than once—compared to painting, Si Lang has been too careless about official duties recently.

The young leader Sheng Futaba responded with a helpless but tolerant smile, choosing to turn a blind eye.

Cain, who has always been at odds with Si Lang, asked Abel to secretly pick up a ball of paper while Si Lang was away. After flattening the paper, he found that the draft on it outlined a long-haired girl with a side profile. Smiling.

The four gathered together, looking left and right at the draft.

Liming: "It looks familiar."

Cain: "...I always feel very uncomfortable."

Futaba: "There is a feeling of... nostalgia."

Abel: "Is Brother Silang in love?"

Cain: "...Abel, what have you been watching recently?"

The conversation ended when Cain, who was still buying plush toys for Abel as gifts, turned to educate his younger brother and Futaba, "Cain, Abel has reached puberty anyway."

Finally one day, Si Lang completed his masterpiece.

An oil painting carefully framed in a white frame is hung directly opposite the desk. The girl in the painting is wearing a light blue chiffon dress, with a bright red rose flower on her head, and a smile on her side. With a hint of arrogance.

"Si Lang," Li Ming looked at the oil painting, trying to recall when he had seen this girl, "This is... the person you like?"

"No." Si Lang smiled, and through the French windows behind him, the setting sun was slowly being swallowed by the earth.

"It's the person I love and will continue to love in the future."

Although she no longer exists in this world.

——When he was entrusted by Liming to go to Sakai Maya who was said to be Futaba's friend for the first time, he really did not expect that things would develop to this point one day.

But looking back now, it would be impossible to say that he didn't have any expectations and desires at that time.

From the very beginning, he had noticed that he and she had some similarities, that they... longed for the same things.

As artificial humans who need to gradually learn human emotions, they lack an important link, which is also what humans have been singing about since ancient times-love.

When there is no sadness or joy, even if you are loved, you can't feel it; after you have feelings, you can't find love.

Unlike Li Ming, who loves to read and was pointed out by Master Rong Xun about the meaning of life, his feelings for Master Rong Xun cannot even be called "respect and love".Si Lang was grateful and respectful to Master Rong Xun who saved his life, and was willing to obey his orders and do his best for him.

...but he still doesn't know what love is.

And Maya is probably the same.

When two people who are so close meet, they naturally get closer and closer, cuddling each other to absorb warmth.

When the foreheads were pressed together, he saw a completely strange scene: a sickly smiling pink-haired strange girl, a giant skeleton-like deity, and a mobile phone diary that could predict the future...

All of these show that there is a completely different world.

And the girl came from a place he didn't know, Si Lang suddenly felt a little sullen when he realized this.

Wanting to know her better, wanting to get closer to her... He was almost dominated by a strange impulse he had never had before.

He explained to Futaba the transformation of her former friend with the lie that Maya, he and Liming negotiated. It was nothing more than a pretense of superpowers—out of some kind of bad taste, Maya strictly asked him to tell Futaba that he was a witch .Looking at the half-believing Futaba, he used "Dawn let him watch" as an excuse, and Silang justifiably took care of Maya who was in a coma.Because this excuse is true, Liming also turned a blind eye to his self-deception—although he let Silang monitor Futaba's unknown guy when he first established a cooperative relationship with Maya, and in When Maya protected Shuangye from Cain, she was already qualified.

The sleeping girl looked peaceful and beautiful, as if she had let go of all her defenses, and she was no longer as angry as before.However, when he looked at her sleeping face, he found that he missed the guy who always smiled proudly and exuded a somewhat domineering aura unconsciously, and finally realized that he had fallen.

"Wake up quickly, idiot."

He also understands that the so-called "aggressiveness" is just a thorn used to protect himself. After playing the show for a long time, it is inevitable to take it seriously... just like the playboy attitude he often shows.

Si Lang had had many girlfriends before, and they were all dumped by him in the end without exception.In the past, Maya, who knew this, commented on this - you are a scumbag, and Si Lang responded with a helpless wry smile.But even though Maya said it jokingly, both of them knew the sympathy in it.

After he said that softly, some idiot actually woke up, and then grabbed his sleeve when he finished his explanation and was about to leave in a little fluster.

Subconsciously, he hugged her back.

"Hey, Si Lang, I think... I might die."

The words that Maya whispered unconsciously were filled with tears, causing ripples in his heart.

die?

how come?

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and since then he has made up his mind - he will protect her life with all of himself.

But in the end, it was he who killed her with his own hands.

Gently letting her lean against the container again, Si Lang cut open the heart that was still weakly contracting and dilating, and he found the culprit that caused the tragedy of the two of them.

When the chip was crushed, Maya's body had disappeared to the point where only the upper body remained.He watched her continue to disappear until he was the only one left in this abandoned warehouse, and he felt strangely calm in his heart.

In this way, can she survive?

The question was answered when he returned to the Freedom Corps, and the most staid Liming just frowned when he saw him covered in blood, asked him where he went, and when he answered that he had collected a few NEDEs who were still trying to counterattack The remnants then urged him to change clothes.

Maya is no longer asked.

She has left this world.

Everyone except him has forgotten her existence.Even Xiao Futaba, who is the best friend with Maya, is the same, but sometimes when she sees the sunset, she suddenly shows a lonely expression.

His office was changed to a place where he could see the sunset from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him. On the wall of his office, an oil painting portrait drawn by himself was hung.

He drew countless drafts before he was satisfied with the general image of Maya in his mind.

Maya doesn't like to take pictures, and didn't leave any photos. He can only rely on his own memory and hands to restore the girl he loves on the canvas bit by bit.

"If it's possible, I hope you can lose your memory about me just like what was written in that handbook."

She had told him so before she died.

However, Si Lang did not lose his memory of Maya, as he himself wished.

Not only that, her every frown and smile, her voice and smile, are all unforgettable to him.

Except for him, no one remembers the Maya who called himself UE215: no one knows why there are so many red rose bushes in the courtyard except him.

No one but him knew that someone owed him a date.

"Let's go play together after the situation in Grasheim stabilizes. Occasionally... I also want to do things that ordinary people do."

Invited him on a date, only to turn him down the next day after he confessed.

Compared to being helpless at Maya's capriciousness, Si Lang was more annoyed at why he hadn't noticed her dire situation earlier.

Time flies, the Liberty Legion and the Xiuzhen Agency established an alliance, Xiao Futaba became the leader who can act alone, and Cain, who joined in the middle, finally embraced the beauty.

"I thought you would be the first to get married."

After the wedding, Liming looked at the happy smiles of the couple, and couldn't help saying to Si Lang with emotion.

"I already have my heart." He nonchalantly picked up his glass and drank it down again.

Until now, his love for that person who does not exist in this world has not changed.

Probably, if you are not careful, it will be a lifetime. ?