Ye Buyu raised her hands and poked herself in both eyes.
"I'm blind."
Little Whale dropped its coy pose and patted her. "Calm down. This truth may be incredibly cruel, but there's no need to despair yet. If even you give in to despair, all my efforts will have been wasted."
Ye Buyu raised her head, took a deep breath, and patted her little heart. Face reality, Ye Buyu. There's nothing left to do but accept it.
This fucking reality was just that absurd. No amount of self-deception or pretending she didn't know could change that.
Nothing for it. She would just have to take it.
With her worldview flattened into a dried pancake by reality, she said in disgust:
"Can you stop saying such suggestive things? You're giving me goosebumps. What do you mean, if I despair, all your efforts will have been wasted?"
Little Whale looked up with an air of world-weariness and blew a string of bubbles.
"It's a pain to explain. See for yourself and agonize over it yourself."
It couldn't be the only fish agonizing over this. Whoever caused the mess could deal with the headache. Every grievance had its culprit, every debt its debtor. She was almost at the fifth order. It was time she faced the trouble she had caused.
Come on, Ye Buyu. Face the raging storm!
Ye Buyu straightened up and tapped a bubble that floated before her, and it was as though she had instantly entered another space.
There were no images in the empty space, only voices.
"You damn whale, your Soul Power is too useful. You can't die yet. If you're going to die, die fighting. Isn't that what you said?"
"Pay this price some other day."
Ye Buyu blanched. Why did that voice sound so much like