The Lost of Her, The Gain of Me

I can't feel the presence of life from them. Huh? Wait, hey, hey, please wait a moment.

Give me some time.

I need to think.

I must think.

I can't stop thinking.

Otherwise, that thing will, from the depths of my eyes, from the depths of my throat, surge out. I need to calm down.

I must be calm.

Hasn't it always been like this?

When I face despair-inducing crap, I'm super calm.

Cute Ye Jiang is a rational type, you know.

I won't cry unless it's unbearably painful.

I'm a strong, good kid who's been through all sorts of hardships!

Will anything make me despair?

No, no, of course not.

Because I'm super amazing.

Many things that others find hard to accept, I've long gotten used to.

When the Si Nan Family was wiped out, I didn't feel much, because I wasn't close to them anyway.

When the Sena Sisters died, it was really uncomfortable, after all, they were teammates I'd spent one or two months with.

As for the hundred thousand people who died at the Central United Academy, I felt it was all the same, since I didn't know any of them.

It was a bit upsetting on the West Saint Continent; Xiao, whom I'd always liked, died. I was very sad, but I adjusted quickly.

When I heard the news of Loxue's death, I was mainly surprised, but there wasn't any friendship or love between us, so it naturally didn't matter much to me.

Witnessing the death of my nemesis, Madam, only filled me with a myriad of emotions, leaving me unsure whether to be happy or sad.

The Sick Spider was killed by my own hands. Although we cooperated for a while, I can't be soft-hearted when it's time to kill.

Then, then what?

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