Opening, a Star Cup

Have two meals

It turns out there is such an operation!

He can save the second portion of food until the next morning, so he doesn't have to worry about '...may not find food' all day long; With 'sufficient' food resources, he can eat as much as he wants... Even if he eats until his belly is full, no one will take care of him, and he no longer has to live every day carefully and carefully.

Such a beautiful future, such a beautiful blueprint... It is really exciting and yearning!

So what exactly is the most convenient way to get two servings...?

Naturally, it is to take his food from other people who have food!Compared with finding and hunting by yourself - it is a faster way to rob other people's things!

He just needs to expose his ugliness, show his strength, tear off his disguise... and he can get everything he wants.

Both 'laziness' and 'gluttony' are one of the original sins. Greed will trigger people's deepest desires. The initial battle may be just to get an extra piece of delicious meat, or it may be just to get more fruit to satisfy the hunger.

The nature of 'struggle' has been engraved in the instinct of life from the very beginning...

The winner gets everything, the loser is doomed!

Later, people began to fight for more things!

for food, for money;

For beauty, for territory;

For the family, for the country.

Each has its own reasons... Everyone is fighting with a different will on their shoulders.

Because of interests!Where there is interest, there is struggle, where there is struggle, there must be victory and defeat, and someone must make sacrifices...

- As long as someone wants to win, war will break out.

Even if both parties will feel pain during this process, even if this process will turn people into bruises!

Usually, after people have experienced a war, their thoughts on war are surprisingly consistent—I definitely don’t want to experience it a second time!So why do human beings break out new wars after experiencing wars?

Right and wrong have long been blurred in repeated 'struggles'.

In the beginning it was simply food grabbing, you could also say that the 'robbers' are bad...the 'robbed' are innocent.

But when the "robbed" followed suit and started waving butcher knives to snatch other weak people... The world can no longer be described and distinguished by "simple" "black and white".

When we were children, we thought the world was purer.

Ignorant, ignorant and ignorant... After observing the world with pure and innocent eyes, new doubts arise: 'What is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong...Is this kind of thinking wrong? "

Just when the 'doubt' seemed to be infecting the consciousness deep in the girl's mind, an extremely firm voice sounded from the girl's ear.

"There is nothing wrong! There is nothing wrong with 'sticking to one's own beliefs'! Whether what you do now is right or wrong is left to future generations to decide... All we can do is to firmly believe in the justice in our hearts .”

This is……

——Mr. Kenshin's voice?

Yamabuki Otome opened her eyes in confusion, her consciousness gradually became clear...

She remembered that she and Fei Shi were waiting for Master Kenshin and the others in the town, and then

Then, she smelled an unusually sweet fruit-like aroma... and then fell asleep?

—— "Where is this place?" the girl murmured.

Get up from the ground and look around... Only then did Otome Yamabuki realize that she appeared in a space that seemed to be 'isolated from the world' - this is the world of 'consciousness'!

It's in the depths of 'Yamabuki Otome''s mind...!

Countless wonderful pictures flashed before the girl's eyes one by one. Those were the life of a red-haired swordsman fighting with others.

A world in "memory" slowly unfolds in front of Otome, but the owner of this "memory" is not the girl herself.

'—Is she... dreaming? ! '

Yamabuki Otome shook her head like a spectator in the world, trying to make her brain clearer, but no matter what she did, the girl seemed out of tune with this conscious 'world'.

"'I' is just a swordsman. When I was seven years old, I was forced to die by my mother. The days of wandering were just passing by. Real life always made me do things I didn't like to do."

"The days of wandering around always make me stay in the past and walk all the way." A silent but familiar voice suddenly sounded beside my ear.

"Master Jianxin!"

Yamabuki Otome exclaimed in surprise, and at the same time, a picture of a little red-haired boy wandering around gradually appeared in front of her eyes... in the howling north wind, in the scorching heat, and in the cold winter.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night alternately drifting around...

"...Master Kenshin!? Is that you?" Yamabuki Otome shouted into the air, but 'World' didn't reply her words.

'Himura Kenshin' just continued to speak... Yamabuki Otome couldn't help but cast her eyes on the boy in the picture.

This...wouldn't be Lord Kenshin's childhood! ?

"...In the days when I was with the sword, even the wind and frost could not express my loneliness. In the torment of the years, I learned to give up, only to discover the invincibility in reality."

"Others hate me very much, saying that I am ruthless, but who understands the sadness in my heart."

Yamabuki Otome listened carefully to these words with shock and surprise.

'really……