Collapse 3: The girl who chased the fire moth

Melutina didn't feel that she did something wrong. It should be said that no matter what the result was, she knew the outcome of the two of them.

Save the girl, and wait for a comforting death.

Unable to save the girl, he dragged out his own life, and then faced a death full of regret.

He failed to save the girl and died here, ushering in a sad but unrepentant ending.

In fact, this is what an ordinary person in this last days...

"This is happyend, whether it's you or Mr. Ryusuke."

His own daughter, Himiko, also has a half-baked adopted daughter who stays in Flamemoth as a fusion fighter, even if he knows this kind of thing, it will not be any consolation.

The death of the monster-turned daughter that he had not been able to witness with his own eyes, and now Joachim's ending, was the answer he prayed for but didn't get.

However, even if he has a clear conscience, he has to pay the price for making a choice.

This is their decision.

And Melutina...

He knows better than anyone else that ordinary people in this world will not be able to meet the end of living well.

But humans, civilizations and people are different.

Then leave this guilt and remorse to the living Melutina.

"If I had known this kind of life, would I have chosen to die in the winter when I was six years old?"

Meludina looked at the dying Vishnu unconsciously, and stuck the black lance in Vishnu's head,

"I'm still holding on to this illusory hope, surviving in vain, and pursuing a future that I'm not familiar with."

"I don't understand, Alicia."

"I don't understand."

The no regrets of the dead are just the shackles left to the living.

Only the remorse of the deceased will become the epitaph of the successor.

As for Melutina, she didn't get any remorse.

The person who walked in front of her...

Always have no regrets.

……

"...Why are you so sad when you go out?"

Alicia greeted with a smile... Melutina with a stinking face.

"Two people died."

Melutina said.

"……Eh?"

Alicia's bewilderment.

"A little boy looking for his sister, and Himiko's father."

Melutina spoke concisely.

"..."

Alicia was speechless.

"Alysia...wouldn't leave me an epitaph either."

"what are you saying?"

Alicia was dumbfounded.

"Nino's first published book didn't sell very well. But it's a very good book."

Melutina went to the bar, took out a bottle of beer, and poured it into the quilt.

Then she picked up a piece of ice and put it under the quilt, watching the ice float in the golden liquid, it was indescribably beautiful.

"It was a love story. A boy fell in love with a girl for a long time.

But the girl was not with him. After many years, the boy always remembered her, but the two had no intersection.

Until many years later, the boy knew that the girl had been divorced several times and had a bad life.By this time he was married and had a family of his own. "

"Could it be...they were together in the end?"

Alicia had a hard time judging whether she should be happy or condemned.

"The boy recalled his first love, but he was bound by responsibilities and obligations, and he did not exceed the rules. Although the two met, they were just like old friends. Even if they were the boy's wife, they could not find fault with their relationship. They only regarded her as her husband's old classmate."

Melutina remembered the manuscript Nino showed her when she was in college,

"But something happened to the girl, she got into a car accident, and she urgently needs someone to donate her organs. But the hospital doesn't have such a reserve at all, but at this time, the man who has been calm throughout the story, full of rationality and sense of responsibility, committed suicide. On his body , with a voluntary card for organ donation.”

"..."

At least Alicia knew why the book was not selling well.

"At this point, many people actually cursed and stopped reading, wondering if the author had some psychological trauma."

Melutina also knew what Alicia was thinking,

"But the important story is that after that, she spent a lot of pen and ink writing about the girl's later life... She also committed suicide later, and she couldn't face the boy's family.

Her suicide note was written like this - the dead have no regrets, but the shackles left to the living.Only the remorse of the deceased will become the epitaph of the successor. "

"This story...why does it touch you?"

Alicia just asked.

"do not think so……"

Melutina put down the empty wine glass and walked back to the room with her hands in her hands.

"Is that girl... like me?"

Me and her.

can't get...

The benefactor gave his own epitaph.

ready to enter alicia's song

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Alicia's Prelude

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New Year's special episode: I wish every wanderer a home to return to

"Dudu...dudu..."

"Sister Ellie?"

"Melutina, are you still working overtime?"

"Well, after recording the data, I can go."

The girl in a white coat tilted her head and glanced at the instrument.

"Remember to come back early, everyone is waiting."

"Have you all gone back?"

Melutina looked at her watch, it seemed that it was still early.

"Except for Kevin on the road, even Su is back."

"Sorry, I'll be right back..."

Melutina clamped the phone between her shoulders and her face, picked up her satchel, and checked the time on the instrument.

"Okay, we'll wait for you."

"……Ugh."

While operating the equipment, Melutina turned her head to look at the empty company.

She is a college student who just graduated this year, and she found a job with a decent salary.

But she was the only newcomer in the company's laboratory, so the task of being on duty naturally fell on her head.

Melutina picked up her bag, turned off the instrument, casually wrote down some data on the paper next to it, and then took out her phone to take a picture.

"Why do you have to pick this kind of time to ask for experimental data..."

Melutina complained about her unreasonable boss, looking at the empty company, feeling a little lonely in her heart.

"Isn't this Miss Melutina? You haven't gone back yet."

"Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm going back now, please close the door."

Melutina walked to the door and saw the cleaning aunt of the company, and knew that she should be responsible for checking and locking the door on New Year's Eve.

"Oh, it's really hard. I have to work overtime just after graduating from university, and my baby doesn't know what to do."

"..."

Melutina didn't know how to answer these words, and scratched her head in embarrassment.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Bring these dumplings with you. Auntie has nothing to do during the day, so she made some extra dumplings in the guard room. I also sent some to the boss. You take them home and eat more. You don't look like a hundred catties, do you?"

The aunt was not embarrassed at all, she said a lot in one breath, and handed a bag of dumplings to Melutina.

"This...is it too much, Auntie, please take some back."

Melutina was taken aback and said hastily.

"It's nothing, nothing, Auntie has a lot of bags."

"Oh, that……"

Melutina thought for a while, and handed her a few bags of nuts in her bag,

"Auntie, I can't finish eating these, so please do me a favor."

"This child is really sincere."

The aunt did not refuse, but after taking it, she sighed,

"But Auntie told you that there is candy for crying children... Look, don't you just stay and work overtime now? In previous years, the laboratory was not happy to work overtime. The more kind-hearted you are, the more you will be deceived!"

"..."

Melutina didn't know that she was arranged on purpose, so she had no choice but to say,

"There's always a job."

"That's true, then Auntie doesn't say anything, be careful on the road."

"okay."

……

Walking on the street, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar city, Melutina's eyes reflected the bright lights.