Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

Qin Che lowered his eyes and began to answer your question: "That's a local custom. They keep the things that killed their companions..." He twirled the pen elegantly between his fingers, "not for revenge, but to remind themselves not to be killed a second time."

"Have you killed your comrades?"

You thought Qin Che had specially captured this child to train?

“A while ago, his father was caught in the magnetic field of this wandering entity and disappeared…” He turned to look into the distance, “He wanted to go in and bring the man out.”

"......"

Following Qin Che's gaze, you see the young man gripping the dagger tightly once again in the spacious and empty square below.

His slightly immature figure, like a branch that has just broken through the soil, not yet fully mature but exceptionally resilient, took firm root in front of the wandering body that was more than twice his size.

Your voice was tinged with emotion: "But he's still so young."

Sunlight fell on him, illuminating his resolute face and the hand gripping the dagger tightly.

Sweat slid down his forehead, streamed down his cheeks, and finally dripped from his chin, but his eyes never wavered.

Qin Che's eyes were deep as he slowly and firmly stated, "That was his own choice. Everyone has their own world to save."

Those sharp claws had mercilessly slashed across the boy's fair arm countless times, each scratch stinging as if burned by fire, and blood instantly stained his sleeves.

Despite suffering such a severe blow, the boy never gave up.

Every time he was knocked to the ground, you could always see him gritting his teeth, using his trembling hands to support his battered body, and struggling to stand up again.

And the number of times he stood up was always just one more than the number of times he fell down!

It was as if this insignificant "once" was the inextinguishable flame of hope in his heart, supporting him to continue on this path full of thorns and hardships.

You turn your head to look at Qin Che's eyes, which appear even darker in the evening breeze.

"I feel like I've discovered a different side of you today..."

Qin Che looked up and met your gaze: "Hmm?"

"It's really strange that someone like you, who would rather take action than speak, would go to such lengths to meddle in such childish matters..." You stroked your chin, feeling the atmosphere was getting a bit too serious, so you decided to say something to tease him, "What you're doing, actually, seems somewhat familiar..."

Qin Che frowned slightly, as if he had a premonition that what you were about to say was not a good thing.

really......

"Thinking about it, isn't this so similar to the scene when you came to rescue me in Sector N109..." You glanced at the child, then shifted your gaze back to Qin Che, scanning him up and down before saying, "Could he be the son of some white moonlight...?"

"what!!!"

You covered your forehead with one hand, feeling a large lump there.

This guy was just joking, why did he go so far?

"You're talking nonsense again..." Qin Che withdrew his finger, glared at you irritably, closed the pen cap, and handed the paper and pen back to you.