The Spirit World

Chapter 1014: The Twenty-fifth Shadow Pendant (Forty-nine)
[Looking around this world, it’s full of people…]

【So small.】

【sad. 】

"I hate... these things."

"It's like I never told you."

"Please be self-aware."

Someone said three sentences in one breath.

These three sentences caused flowers to scatter on the ground. The man who gave them out had a smile on his face, and she happened to see it.

She stood slowly in front of the man, looked at his face, and had a feeling of sudden enlightenment. She hid her slight smile under the glow of the neon lights, and then moved away from him.

There shouldn't be children chasing and fighting here, but they showed up anyway.

They ran around her, making the whole world noisy and playful.

There are also some passers-by in a hurry, some of them are carrying briefcases, some are holding the items they just bought, or some are just looking down and playing with their mobile phones.

The roar of vehicles and the whistles mixed together, blending in with the noisy music from the roadside markets.

"I don't understand. What's worth preserving in this world..." A black cat stood on her shoulder, showing its red canine teeth: "Necessary--"

"What if this is the world we are about to live in? No magic, no spiritual power, no messy troubles, only... all kinds of difficulties in living a peaceful life. Haha..."

She laughed, not because anything worth laughing about happened, but because she suddenly realized that everything she said was boring.

"Where did Jun'ichi Tachibana take that little painter?"

She asked a question she already knew the answer to.

She sounded as if she was confirming it, but inadvertently revealed a tone of indifference.

"The Third Era, her end."

"She is really good at making trouble... For a... ordinary human... she actually did such a thing. It's really terrible... Her character..."

There are many things I want to say, and many words I want to express to Junichi Tachibana, but because Junichi Tachibana is not around, the urge to complain and share disappears in an instant.

"That's really like her style... not unusual at all."

"She fell in love with that little painter. It's incredible. I thought the [Demons of Natural Disaster] wouldn't have any feelings for humans... After all..."

The black cat paused and looked at its owner. An inexplicable joy appeared on her face, and it didn't know how to guess her thoughts for a moment.

"Ah~ Isn't this more interesting? The demon of natural disasters and humans, no matter how you think about it, they are characters that people can't imagine getting along with at all..."

"It would be more interesting if there was more chaos... Otherwise, it would be boring like this world."

She looked up at the sky. A bright moon followed her like a shadow. She thought that when the moon went down, the sun would come out. She had had enough of this dark world.

"However, the only variable now is that little painter... Why does he also have the qualifications to reincarnate... I am very surprised..."

"Human beings always dream of living their lives again to change their so-called illusory fate..."

"Humph~ You are deceiving yourself~"

Her voice became low with what she called surprise.

"Aren't all the royal family members there?"

"Maybe he's not from the royal family?"

The cat looked at the pedestrians around it, their pale faces, shining under the neon lights, making them look so out of place.

The interlaced light and shadow cast its majestic figure on the ground, and the huge shadow covered the entire building with flashing neon lights like a mountain.

"Who knows... maybe he is just born special. After all, it would be unreasonable for him to be chosen by the Devil of Natural Disaster if he is not a little bit special."

The black cat's eyes flashed with a unique blue and yellow beam.

"Isn't it?" "That's true, but I always think that there are still so-called changes in the world. So I won't think about anything else..."

She paused. It was not a good habit to always speak out what she was thinking.

Sometimes, does it happen like this? You suddenly want to share your thoughts, even when you are alone, you want to talk endlessly, but when you really want to say it, you lose the motivation to continue because there is no one to appreciate this crazy soliloquy.

The stage was filled with people in fancy dress, but because there was no one to speak to, they were disappointed and wanted to destroy it...

Could the moon be such a spectator?

No matter when or where, as long as it is there, as long as the sun is not in the sky, it will be forever...

"Wake up... wake up... Gong Xin! Gong Xin!"

A pair of delicate hands shook Gong Xin, and the sky full of dust swept everything here. Only the bright moon hung high in the sky, covering the entire desert with a layer of beautiful frost and snow.

"Wake up! Gong Xin!"

She shook Gong Xin hard until Gong Xin really woke up.

"Tachibana...Junichi..."

He was skinny and his body was inevitably unhealthy because he had ruined it himself. After losing his sister, his self-abandonment made his health deteriorate. Even now he was so weak that when the wind and sand blew, he started coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

"Gong Xin, are you okay..."

Jun'ichi Tachibana helped Kyoushin smooth his back, but he was not choking at all, and his back had nothing to do with his cough. He just tried to look better, which made his lips even paler.

"Let me go..." He suddenly shook off Jun'ichi Tachibana's hand. Jun'ichi Tachibana felt the pain in her arm in surprise, and the young man in her arms stood up staggeringly.

He looked at the yellow sand all over the sky, not thinking about where he was, not wondering why he came here, but only thinking about getting away, getting away from this...

"You...devil..."

"Murder! Miss Yue! Demon!"

He spoke these vicious words to her clearly amidst the yellow sand.

She had been kneeling in the yellow sand, letting his head rest on her thighs, so that he would feel better. But now, she was like a person who had lost the most precious thing, looking at the figure gradually moving away from her with distraught yet worried.

Congratulations...

Without saying a word, I watched the yellow sand sweeping and the frost and snow spreading.

"No...no...demon...stay away from me...stay away from me! Stay away!"

He walked weakly, and his voice turned into a weak tremor.

He walked too slowly and was stopped by the wind and sand and fell into it.

He was like a fat snake in the desert. After falling, he rolled over and over in the sand dunes, layer by layer. He was so weak that he could only lie on his back in the valley of the sand dunes, with his eyes closed, in silence, waiting for the death that he should have had long ago...

Little Painter...

She watched him tumble helplessly...

Watching him fall...

Looking at him, he yelled the most vicious words at her...

But he is indeed the one who has a smiling face every day.
Little painter.

In the distant past,

Such an intoxicating night...

Such charming eyes...

(End of this chapter)