"Never once understood)"
Never finding a kindred spirit
"He is always alone, drunk on victory atop a hill of swords"
He always stood atop the hill of swords, intoxicated by victory
"Therefore, his life had no meaning"
And so, his life had no meaning
"His body was surely made of swords"
That body was surely made of swords!
Xiao Ba stared dumbfounded as the woman spoke those words with a look of rapture. Watching her lose herself in the moment, he suddenly thought of someone...
Without thinking, he shifted his gaze to that person's... body.
At the same time, Xiao Ba couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Sigh... Such a lovely woman, and she's got Water Margin Syndrome too..."
When the woman spoke, she paused in a few places, but the BOSS, as someone suffering from a "terminal illness," wasn't in any hurry. He simply waited for the
woman to finish.
If anyone from before the apocalypse had seen this scene, they probably would have stood up and pointed at the two **, cursing:
"Go to hell, you two chuunibyou!"
Something like that, right?
But sadly, in this apocalypse, no one knew the term "chuunibyou." Even anime culture had nearly vanished, let alone anything like that.
As those words slowly faded into the surroundings, Xiao Ba suddenly felt something about the woman...
Something that instinctively filled him with fear.
Xiao Ba couldn't understand where this inexplicable terror came from. It was... like the feeling a lower life-form might get when it saw a higher life-form—like a person facing a tiger. Even without knowing what it was, they would still feel instinctive fear...
"Open your eyes and behold! A sight that could only be found before the apocalypse! Unlimited... Blade Works!!"
The woman spoke the last four words in that same language