because i am stel

"Hey, help me take the blame and reject the application." Stel subconsciously talked to Persephone in the same way as before.

"Unfortunately, according to the authority classification of PRTS, only you or Amiya can decide this matter. If you don't want to go back on your word, then you have to persuade Amiya. She trusts you very much and may help you Maybe we can solve this little thing.”

However, this time Persephone is not as omnipotent as before.

"Of course, you can also choose to take a more extreme approach. Life is meaningless to me, and I don't care about going back to the file again. If you are willing to do what happened today again, I can take you back to the The place where the sarcophagus has not been opened."

Stuart fell silent.

Start all over again?Do it all over again?

What are you kidding, the curtain ended successfully, but you have to go back to the file because of a small detail that has nothing to do with the overall situation?

NEVER!

"I'll go and talk to Amiya." She hesitated for a few seconds before sighing. "It's not a serious matter. It's really not good. At worst, I will go on a long-term field trip and use time to dilute this twists and turns... Speaking of which, how do you get along with PRTS?"

"Interesting." Persephone's voice rose a little on the other side of the intercom. "I got along very well with her, and she helped me a lot. I also saw a lot... very interesting things. Especially the Ms. Kelsey, who I often deal with, I really don't know her There is such an interest."

"What is it?" Shirtel asked casually, she got up and walked towards her rest room - she thought she had better go to sleep early.If she could return to Dark Soul smoothly, then whether she was hacked or hacked there would make her more comfortable than facing these messy trifles.

"It's a good thing." The tone on the other side returned to normal. "Of course, if you expect to pry into other people's secrets, then it's okay for me to share them with you. But if that Ms. Kelsey finds out afterwards, there is a high possibility that she will come to you desperately."

- Looking for me desperately?why?Aren't you the one who peeks at privacy?

——Wait, is this guy deliberately trying to lure me into taking the bait... This is a cover-up!

"That's fine." Miss Shirter replied, pushed the door open and closed it, and what greeted her eyes was the neat furnishings and a comfortable big bed. "I'm not interested in knowing things I'm not supposed to know. You just rot in your stomach."

—Anyway, as long as the word 'Pryceth' doesn't come out of your mouth, it's fine.

"That will be as you wish, Shirtel." The drone trembled slightly, and was about to leave from the window.

However, Shirtel suddenly grabbed it.

"Wait for me." Shirtel's tone suddenly became serious.She raised her finger, pointed to the bed, and pointed to the two pillows on the bed.

"Why, this is a double bed?"

Outside the door, footsteps suddenly came—footsteps she was familiar with.

Section No.40 When Happiness Knocks on the Door

"Because it's also my room."

The door was opened, and in the crimson eyes was a face that Miss Shirter had never guessed before——long lavender hair, green eyes, petite figure, cold face——not at all. Undoubtedly, this is Persephone.This girl doctor, who should have been extremely busy at this point in time, now appeared in front of the door.

"Do you mind?" She asked, but in a declarative tone.She casually took off the white coat that symbolized her identity as a researcher at the entrance, and hung it lightly on the clothes rack on the wall.

Her movements were so natural, it was almost as if she was in her own home.

"You... But shouldn't you be very busy now!?" Shirtel was dumbfounded.

Then she saw Persephone pointing to the strange accessory hanging on her ear—it looked like an earphone, and it also looked like an antenna that was only equipped by a robot.For a moment, Miss Shiertel even thought that she had gone through the wrong door, and this was actually the world of Zhanshuang next door—of course, that was really an illusion, just an illusion.

"PRTS, this is the connecting device that Amiya gave me. It is waterproof, dustproof, and electromagnetically blocked. It can ensure that the signal is clear enough at any time - through it, it doesn't matter where I work. In fact, I do At the same time, nearly 30 large and small engineering projects are being processed, and the No. [-] one is talking to you."

"My brain can handle calculations like this, but my body needs a rest - have you eaten yet?"

She changed the subject quickly and hastily.

"Not yet...what's the matter?" Miss Shirter was a little dizzy from this combination of punches.

"Looks like I guessed right. Maybe you don't need to eat at all? After all, breath eaters, gods don't die." Persephone took off her boots and socks, and put on sandals.A drone with large and small bags flew behind her, and placed the food box exuding a strong aroma on the dining table in the rest room.

- They are intelligent when leaving, or 'being' intelligently closing the door.

"But I still prepared some food for you. According to PRTS's records of your meals in Rhodes Island, I speculate that you have a soft spot for Yan cuisine—fortunately, there is a suitable Yan in Chernoborg." So I spent a little time and energy to help prepare some. Four dishes and one soup, the soup is hibiscus and bamboo fungus soup, the dish is three shredded shark's fin, two prawns, straw mushrooms and vegetables, steamed chicken with coconut, etc. Four—PRTS told me that you once called this set Zhou’s State Banquet and recorded the recipe. Otherwise, some ingredients would be hard to find.”

She walked past the stunned Miss Stelter, walked to the table, opened the food box, and the overflowing aroma was accompanied by delicious colors.The hibiscus is white, the bamboo fungus is light yellow, the shark's fin is fresh and smooth, and the shrimp is delicate and oily.The light brown straw mushrooms are overflowing with soup, and the coconut milk that is hard to find in Ursas exudes a burst of fragrance.

Faced with this table of delicacies, if someone doesn't feel hungry, then she is either full or has a stomach problem.

Miss Steele, however, felt only a stomach ache.

"You..." She even wanted to touch Persephone's head to see if this guy burned his head because of overuse. "……Are you OK."

"Didn't I do this before?" - but the doctor's rhetorical question made her speechless.

"... Occasionally." Shirtel admitted with difficulty.In her memory, there were indeed once or twice.

But every time is special!

"That's it. I lost a large part of my memory. I judged that doing things I used to do would help them recover. I think you also want to know something from me who has a good memory. Use your favorite In Yan Kingdom slang, that is the best of both worlds, so why not do it?"

"........."

"And this." The purple-haired girl took out a cup of iced mixture of chocolate and cream from the last smaller food box. It looked very delicate, but it was different from the previous dishes with exquisite ingredients and knives. small gap.She put the cup of what should be homemade ice cream on the table, and prepared a small scoop beside it.

"PRTS records mention that you like an ice cream labeled 'Haagen-Dazs'. Unfortunately, there is really no record of this flavor of snacks in this city. So I have to follow the instructions provided by PRTS The sweetness, fat content and other parameters are handmade. Although it is not healthy for dinner, it may suit your appetite.”

Then the atmosphere suddenly became low.

Stuart fell silent.Looking at the ice cream on the table, he remained motionless.

And the silence lasted for several seconds.

"In the past..." Her voice was slightly low. "Teresia makes all my ice cream. Whenever I come back from outside, she makes me a portion. So, only she knows what I taste like."

"I can guess." Persephone tilted her head slightly. "If you don't like it, it doesn't matter. It's the same with meals. After all, I didn't eat dinner."

"...I won't forgive you about Thearesia."

"Really?" However, the doctor's complexion did not change, but was more indifferent than before. "But do you really care about whose life or death? What you don't forgive in the past and now is whether I killed her, or did I kill her outside of your plan and permission?"

"........."

Second silence.

"You see, you can't answer this question yourself. Because you are too lazy to do everything again today, normal people will do it directly when they hear me being so provocative, but you just stay silent—as you can see As much as I am, I can also see yours. You and I are actually the same kind of creature, but you and I play in this world differently... Do you want to take a bath?"

"……Do not."

"Then I'm going to take a shower—cold water can help my brain function. Or in other words, it can keep my mind in a relatively stable state. It's always noisy in my ears, and I have to endure it now." I can't stop screwing off the rabbit's head of Miss Amiya, in order to save the time of both of you and me, I don't think you will stop me here?"

"Go as you want." - Persephone received a response.

So Persephone really took off her coat and underwear directly in front of her, so that the slender, fair and even pale limbs were completely exposed to Shirtel's eyes—the body of the queen of the underworld. With the delicacy and gorgeousness worthy of the name of a god, except for the chest, every curve is completely in line with the golden ratio and every inch of skin is flawless and clean.And the cool and quiet temperament surrounded her, so the body defects in the eyes of ordinary people became natural and reasonable—just like the surviving Venus, the broken arms instead built a broken beauty.

However, Shirtel just looked at her indifferently, or indifferently, as if this beauty was shallow and pale, and had no value or meaning in her eyes.

So the naked girl slowed down a little while passing her.

"How funny it would be if you killed me just now, or pinned me down on the floor, on the bed, or whatever."

"But that's just the reaction of mortals. Only mortals are ashamed, angry, sad, and out of control—and it's because you're doing nothing that you deserve my extra attention. Sylter , my opponent, my ally, my kind, I look forward to your final destiny."

She whispered something in the Flaming Girl's ear, and then walked on to where the shower was placed.The sound of drizzling water came quickly, but the reverie-provoking crisp sound of water droplets colliding was not alluring to another resident in the room.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes.

Persephone stayed in the bathroom for as long as a girl would normally spend taking a bath.

When she came out wearing a towel, she saw only an open window and an empty hall as no surprise.And her eyes swept across the table, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"It's not nothing." She walked to the opposite of the empty main seat, picked up another set of dishes, and put the exquisite dishes that had dissipated a lot of heat into her mouth—she tasted a little of each, and after that The drone that delivered the goods was summoned to dispose of the leftovers.

"generally."

The gods of the present world, make a conclusion.

..........................................

Shirtel left the sarcophagus and left the temporary command post.She even wanted to leave Chernobog if she could.

She is terrified.

Fear of that... In fact, I don't have the slightest fear of myself at all.

It's contradictory, but it's true.She landed on the top of an empty building, ignoring the drones patrolling the surrounding area.

She pressed her chest.

Is this thing really beating?Or is it just a rock?Maybe I should cut it open and see, maybe that would prove that I was nothing more than a tin man who had met Dorothy, and that in his chest was nothing more than an ingenious self-running clock?

However, she felt her own heartbeat.

Steady, strong, and... no waves.

Maybe it really is a heart with a long flesh... Maybe it is.

So she sat down against the pillar, her eyes dropped, and then—sighed silently.

If it is a normal person, if it is an ordinary person with normal likes and dislikes.If it was Amiya, if it was Kelsey, if it was Yelena, if it was W, if it was Tallulah...if any of them were in that room, they would hear those words and see those things instead of me.So what do they do?

Maybe you will be angry, maybe you will be disappointed, maybe you will be angry, maybe you will be sad.

Maybe he would do something to Persephone, cut her off, slap her, even hurt her with a weapon.Or choose to forgive after all that... normal people would do that.Because normal people have the seven emotions and six desires, and normal people know what is vicious and what is kind.

But what about yourself?

——I have never hated, loathed, or rejected Persephone.She didn't exclude herself, nor did she exclude her actions.

So I was able to cooperate closely with her, to talk calmly, even if I faced each other with swords not long ago, but in a blink of an eye, I cooperated with her to deal with various matters tacitly.There is no anxiety, no discord, only cooperation, just like two hands of one person.

——I never hated her, and naturally I can't hate anyone.

——Do I really want to go on like this?

The heartbeat didn't speed up, the pulse didn't rise, and the glands didn't secrete extra hormones, but there were memories constantly churning in his mind.Some are unfamiliar, some are familiar, and some are close at hand.

【Have you ever been angry, have you really cared about anyone? 】—Talulah

[It turns out that stones can also talk? 】—— Yelena

【Sister Shirtel, you can actually relax a bit...】——Amiya

【It would be great if you could actually do something instead of just talking about it. 】——W

【You and I are the same kind, you just changed the way of playing. 】——Polsephone

【You are pitiful. 】——? ? ?

"..."

"........."

"…………"

meditation.

The balance in my heart is moving, and some things that were indestructible in the past are cracking inch by inch in the roar.The river of old memories has dried up.And the new perception of the world is trying to replace the old.

it's dark.

The sun sets, the moon rises, and soon the moon rises, accompanied by stars.

——I am... Sylter.

She tilted her head and shifted her gaze.A small food box was placed at the feet, and the liquefied water droplets wet the ground, while the aroma of honey and butter spread.

It was ice cream, the one made by Persephone—she took it unconsciously as she left.And in the northern city of Chernobog, iced desserts don't melt easily.

Give it a try.

Pick up a spoon and put the ice cream in your mouth, the tip of your tongue feels sweet and refreshing.The taste is the same as in memory, the only difference may be that it came from different hands.

——I am, Sturtle.

"Average." She commented, but still ate the whole box.Then she put the food box and spoon aside, sat down against the pillars on the top floor, and looked up at the starry sky.

Terra's starry sky has always been blurry, even if the stars are densely packed, there are only a few people who can identify them with the naked eye.

Will there be a place for itself in the stars?

No, the world is wrong.This is not the original God's Tivat, where can I place the seat of the sky for the star of fate?

——I'm Sylter.

The decision has been made, and Persephone's words are the last grain of sand to overturn the balance.

"It's no use provoking me, and you should know better than I do, Persephone. So..."

"...Have I reached the point where even you feel the need to care about it?"

She held out her fist and clenched it.