Satou Yunona Was Powerless.
Afternoon.
The temperature was exceptionally pleasant today, and a gentle breeze was blowing through the girl's skirt and long hair.
Satou Yunona stood outside the door for a long time, as if hesitating and being timid about something, and hesitated to knock on the door.
She was holding a fresh bouquet of flowers, which she had bought from the florist.
St. Freya Academy receives a large amount of supplies from the outside world almost every month, including these fresh bouquets that can bring joy to people's minds and bodies.
At the end of each month, the school lets students choose the type of flowers from the supplies delivered at the beginning of the following month.
Of course, having the right to vote is contingent on not failing any courses in the month-end summary, so this can be considered a kind of indirect incentive mechanism.
The girl is holding a bouquet of baby's breath, which clearly represents some of the preferences of the students at the St. Freya Academy.
In fact, if she were to use her powers to visit a patient, she could have easily created a much more suitable and beautiful bouquet, just as she did with Bronya.
However, when this matter was placed on Su Qing'an, even such a trivial detail was of great concern to Satou Yunona.
Honkai is awful. The Honkai that is gradually sweeping across this world is something that Satou Yunona must oppose and resist.
The powers born from the very nature of the Honkai are also unavoidable when used to heal the boy, but if used for visiting...
Satou Yunona thought it was dirty.
The bouquet created by her powers was undoubtedly real and without any falsehood, and when she gave it to Kambara Yuu and Bronya, Satou Yunona didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.
Because it's just a flower, it only represents a flower.
For some reason, when the bouquet was given to Su Qing'an, those deep-seated thoughts were magnified infinitely.
Dirty, very dirty.
Perhaps even she herself didn't realize that when facing that boy, the slight arrogance she felt due to being influenced by the Pseudo-Herrscher would melt away like ice and snow, turning into a little bit of inferiority.
Why would she feel inferior? It's illogical. She's already amazing. Even in the St. Freya Academy, where beauties abound, Satou Yunona stands out. She carved out her own place among a bunch of busty, long-legged, fair-skinned, and beautiful Valkyrie.
If St. Freya Academy were to adopt certain rules or create a school beauty ranking, she would definitely be on that list.
Even so, inferiority is still inferiority.
It's like when you've been walking alone through a long, dark night for a very long time, and just when you're thinking of giving up, you see the light.
That ray of light freed you from your suffering, and from then on, your world became vast and boundless, where birds could fly and fish could leap freely.
So no matter how dazzling you become later, you can never shine brighter than that beam of light.
Su Qing'an is that ray of light.
So the girl specifically got a bouquet of naturally grown flowers from the florist, even though Satou Yunona herself knew that the vase was already full and that the person in question didn't particularly like flowers.
Even such details cannot be ignored by her.
She had a reason for not knocking: she knew the person inside wouldn't respond.
Su Qing'an has fallen into a coma, and it seems that the entire St. Freya Academy is powerless to help her at present.
There's nothing we can do.
This won't do. As this thought popped into her mind, unparalleled anger and murderous intent almost overwhelmed her reason. Finally, her gaze lingered on the boy's drooping, slightly curled eyelashes. The sunlight cast a hazy silhouette on his face, giving him a sense of peace.
Satou Yunona managed to control her rage.
However, I cannot think that way.
Wouldn't that be like giving up? It's not right to feel like you can't do anything just because you encounter difficulties.
You must persevere, grit your teeth, bear all of this and forge ahead, until you finally reach the ending you desire.
Therefore, restraint is necessary.
However, Satou Yunona was still unable to stop the huge emptiness that appeared in her heart. In order to avoid further emotional turmoil, she chose to turn around and leave after healing Su Qing'an.
The reason she wasn't going in was because she was mentally preparing herself to see Su Qing'an still unconscious.
The girl reached out her hand and gently knocked on the door.
"Thump, thump."
This was an incredibly strange act; she knew perfectly well that the person inside wouldn't respond, yet the growing expectation within her still compelled her to do it.
The soft knocking was so careful, as if she were afraid of waking the person inside.
The girl's strange behavior went unnoticed.
Her anxious yet forced composure was buried by the passing sea breeze on this land.
Soon, Satou Yunona pushed open the door.
She stopped her pointless anticipation and stepped into the ward.
The room was spotless; although it was a hospital ward, its interior had a warm and welcoming feel.
The boy was wearing a light-colored hospital gown, his collarbone peeking out from the wide neckline, and his pale skin made him appear thin and fragile.
The repeated serious injuries began to clearly affect his body, and even the powers of Pseudo-Herrscher could not fully compensate for them.
Even while he was unconscious, the Artificial Stigmata continued to erode the boy's body.
The side features a large floor-to-ceiling window with specially reinforced glass that can withstand bullets of considerable caliber. The robust shockproof design is also a standard feature, a hallmark of the Schicksal.
But the sea view outside the window made Satou Yunona ignore the core message.
It must be beautiful to see the sea at sunset from here.
He'll like it, the girl thought, and a smile crept onto her face.
She sat down on the chair next to the boy's bed without making a sound.
Sunlight and the scent of waves rushed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, a gentle breeze blew in from the open window, causing the boy's hair to sway slightly. The fresh air was pleasant, and the temperature was just right.
This room is more like a vacation room than a hospital room. In fact, considering that Su Qing'an's health is no longer a problem, the reason for the current situation remains a mystery.
The standard hospital ward layout is meaningless for today's teenagers.
Therefore, the only thing they can do is create an environment that makes him feel relaxed and comfortable subconsciously.
Here, facing the sea, one can peacefully grind coffee beans while watching the swaying and sinking sunset, allowing Su Qing'an to make coffee.
Yes, the room even contained things that each of them thought the boy would like.
Among them were various types of coffee beans and coffee machines. In addition, the bookshelves were filled with a wide variety of books. After his Soul Essence of ordinary people, he had always loved reading. Therefore, in Himeko's eyes, this was undoubtedly Su Qing'an's hobby.
Kiana moved her game discs and game console into this room, probably because the boy didn't like very many things.
Therefore, even games that Su Qing'an considered dispensable could be categorized as part of his hobbies in their eyes.
Satou Yunona did nothing, or perhaps she felt it was pointless, or maybe she didn't know what she could put in.
This person likes too few things and leaves too little trace in this world, like a Paper Kite on a thin string drifting in the sky. Once the string breaks, it will disappear from your world without a trace.
If you truly care about this Paper Kite, you'll inevitably feel apprehensive about it.
That thin line was partly composed of the things he cared about, but in Satou Yunona's opinion, Su Qing'an cared about very few things. From this point of view, it was perhaps really rare for someone as indifferent as him to risk his life and seriously swing his sword that day.
He didn't think he was completely worthless; in fact, he held a place among the few in his heart.
But that's all. This person cares about so little that even just being a friend is enough for him to go to such lengths.
Such a person is really stupid, but it was precisely this stupidity and obsession that saved Satou Yunona.
"Can you Awakened?" The girl stared blankly at the baby's breath in her hand.
She had heard of the symbolic meaning of baby's breath.
Baby's breath carries different meanings depending on its color, which may be fate or coincidence.
The baby's breath she picked up from the florist today was a soft pink.
A supporting role?
The girl smiled as she thoughtfully murmured the meanings of the flowers.
She never cared about these things. Satou Yunona had long since lost the right to acquire them. In her view, her soul and body, eroded by hatred and Honkai consciousness, were no longer qualified to be filled with beautiful emotions.
This kind of life is enough.
As long as he's alright, that's all that matters.
But even such a wish could not be fulfilled.
If...
If only it were just a nap, he would Awakened soon and ask how long he had slept, and he would say that he should go to training soon.
So what does he do after training ends?
Satou Yunona vaguely thought that he would probably spend a few hours in the coffee shop, whether there were customers or not, it was something that would make him feel relaxed and happy.
When the clock on the building points to six, he might habitually go to the shore to watch the sea, see the sun gradually setting, and the boy's occasional lonely figure being lengthened by the arc of light and then disappearing as darkness slowly descends.
Satou Yunona had witnessed such scenes many times, but she never chose to step forward.
Sometimes, when the boy was alone, he would stand very close to the sea, his feet sinking into the shallowest part of the tide. The calm yet turbulent waves of the sea seemed ready to engulf him in the endless currents at any moment.
The boy's fleeting, almost imperceptible presence made the girl who witnessed it feel suffocated and utterly empty for a moment.
You see, he might really disappear at any moment.
Like the Little Mermaid in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale who turned into sea foam, what you might see in the vast ocean afterwards are her remains, or perhaps she simply vanished completely, leaving no trace.
Sometimes even fairy tales aren't so beautiful, let alone reality.
Satou Yunona left after all. Before she left, she carefully placed the baby's breath into the vase.
In her hand she held the bouquet of flowers that had been in the vase, which had not yet withered.
She didn't say a word when she came, and she didn't say a word when she left.
Satou Yunona was indeed powerless, but she had not given up hope.