NieR: Whirlpool

"What a troublesome woman."

Facing Kenny who wanted to give up her life, White Book couldn't help but complain,

Then he urged Neil frantically.

A look that hates iron not being steel.

because,

Neil, who was extremely shy, was just holding Kenny's hand.

And left Kenny lying alone on the wooden platform.

"You are such a stupid piece of wood."

Hearing the instigation of the White Book, Neil couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Qiqi Ai Ai said,

"I...he...but she is a man..."

"A female!" Bai Zhishu said firmly.

Neil： ???

"I saw it all just now. It was a woman, that's right! If you don't take this opportunity to capture her, when will you take it?"

As soon as the White Book spoke,

The air seemed to freeze.

"What did you see..."

"No...No Road Race!"

Finally, under the persuasion of the White Book and the influence of Neil, Kenny became a companion.

of course,

The frozen heart of the cold girl seemed to be melting slowly.

"Hmph! Never mind, you're just a fool who can only wield a big sword."

Kayne said, extending her hand towards Neil.

Neil looked shy and held Kenny's hand.

"Good boy!" Bai Zhishu smiled like an old father.

Two people and one book set out on a journey,

along the way,

Although the royal sister has a sharp tongue, her appearance is pleasing to the eye, which Neil finds very appealing.

Occasionally, the White Book secretly complains.

"Your eyes are growing on that woman and can't be removed?"

"Mind your own business!" Neil retorted.

"..."

Suddenly, Neil thought that there was no clue about the "sealed words".

After talking with Kenny, I learned that there is a place called "Sand Kingdom" that seems to be doing research on black text disease.

So the two of them parted reluctantly.

"Kani... I'm leaving..."

"Well... Neil... let's go..."

"Kai Ni, you have to be careful and remember to drink more hot water..."

"Neil...I'll wait for you to come back..."

"Are you done yet?" Neil's face turned red and he cursed at the Book of White.

Bai Zhishu, who was imagining a lingering love drama, was still immersed in the shaping of language.

I was startled by Neil's sudden action, "I was so scared!"

"If you keep talking, I'll tear up your paper and stuff your pages into your damn mouth so you can't say anything, you stupid guy..."

Listening to Neil's machine gun-like output,

The White Book was secretly puzzled.

"How come my lovely Neil is the same as that woman..."

at last,

The two traveled all the way to the Land of Sand - the Land of Masks.

Because everyone here wears strange masks.

Ye Feng discovered that their masks were very similar to the masks worn by the mechanical life forms in the mammoth settlement in his own world.

Neil couldn't speak their language.

Wandering,

I met a girl named Feiya who can communicate using sign language.

At the request of the guards, he went to the restricted area - "Temple of Sand" to look for the prince.

at last,

After a series of challenges,

Neil defeated Shahryar, the monster guarding the Sand Temple.

Help the prince get the royal mask representing the Masked King.

“But it was Neil who defeated Shahryar!” 10H was puzzled.

Ye Feng chuckled, "How about letting Neil be the king?"

10H shook her head. “Forget it.”

the other side,

Although no cure for Black Scrabble disease has been found, and the clues to the "sealed words" are not available,

Neil at least established friendship with the Kingdom of Sand.

Neil had no choice but to return.

I got the news from the town of Popola.

What went wrong in the Myth Forest?

It's about dreams.

Go there to find clues.

Neil then went there.

Sensing that Neil's next journey might be boring,

He also noticed that Ye Feng seemed to want to do something, but he hesitated to speak.

"Go!"

Ye Feng: "10H?"

10H gently held Ye Feng's hand, "Go and do what you want to do. I'll watch over here Neil."

Ye Feng smiled embarrassedly, "It's not appropriate..."

"cut!"

"What's inappropriate? We are an old married couple."

10H waved his hand, signaling Ye Feng to go quickly.

the other side,

Neil's village.

Ye Feng's figure appeared in the corner of the village.

The sun shines gently on my body, warm and cozy.

It seemed to dispel the mental fatigue that had been there for a long time.

Children are running and playing, and their clear laughter can be heard in every corner of the street.

The old people sat on the benches, squinting their eyes to enjoy the tranquility of the afternoon, and occasionally chatting about family matters.

The air is filled with a faint floral scent mixed with the aroma of food, whetting one's appetite.

far away,

An intoxicating song,

Following the breeze,

Get into Ye Feng's ears.

He followed the singing and came to the fountain in the center of the village.

The water splashes, reflecting colorful light in the sunlight.

A red-haired woman sat by the fountain, her fingers gently plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

Every note is full of affection and every melody touches the heart.

This music,

It can soothe people's emotions and make them relax.

It's like being in a paradise.

“This music is really good and can make people relax.”

After an unknown amount of time, the singing gradually died down.

Ye Feng spoke first, breaking the silence.

Divara looked up and smiled: "You are too kind."

"This song seems to be not only nice to listen to, it can also calm the repressed emotions of artificial life forms, don't you think so, Miss Divara?" Ye Feng looked at her with a smile.

Hearing the fact that Ye Feng could tell at a glance that the villagers here, and even all the people on Earth, were artificial life forms,

Divara frowned slightly.

But soon,

She hid her surprise and regained her composure.

"Your background is also not simple."

Ye Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a charming smile.

This smile made Divara lose her mind for a moment.

"Ye Feng!" He stretched out his hand and introduced himself.

"Divara." Diivara also stretched out her hand and shook his gently.

She paused, then continued, "What kind of stories would a being like you like?"

Ye Feng restrained his smile and said seriously:

“I don’t like tragedy.”

There was a glimmer of understanding in Divara's eyes.

"I understand."

Ye Feng took two steps forward and approached the fountain.

"Can you play one more song?"

"That's what I wish for!" A gentle voice came from behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's mouth corner tilted.

He was very familiar with this voice.

He turned his head,

"Ms. Popola."

Boppola walked to Ye Feng, stretched out her hand and shook it gently with him.

"It is our honor, Lord Creator."