Like the moon falling in a wine glass, or like the daffodils by the lake reflected in the shadow of the lake.
Against the glow of dusk, the translucent sunset has revealed the psychic nature of the "archetype".
"...You are not resurrecting the dead Miss Yuhi."
Alice looked at the melancholy girl in the next room and said softly: "You just let her die here."
"This is the resurrection."
The prototype said with great certainty.
He looked at the black-haired girl who had finished playing the piano but still stayed in the room looking at the sunset. Her eyes were overflowing with warmth and tranquility.
In Xihi's piano room, there are almost all daily utensils including beds, tables, pianos, toys, game glasses, books, retro record players, and various posters that girls like...
But the only thing missing is snacks, drinking water and bathroom.
It was already dinner time, but Yuhi, who stayed at home alone, did not complain of hunger at all.
She didn't know that the prototype would be back soon, but she didn't prepare her own portion when making tea.
The snacks served with tea on the table showed no signs of being eaten, and the trash can next to the table was extremely clean.
All this proves one thing...
"She knew she was no longer human, just a ghost."
The vessel of God looked back at the budding lover.
The devil, who had the exact same memory as Russell, asked without hesitation: "She is not happy, Ram.
"She clearly knew that she was dead... You call this resurrection? Do you call her life happiness?"
"This is about to discuss one thing, the container of God."
The "budding lover" who was questioned was obviously a little unhappy. She called the container of God by its name calmly: "What do you think is death?"
"...Your problem is too big."
"Can't you answer? Then let me tell you... in my understanding, death means 'moving away from what you love'.
"It doesn't matter whether the body exists or not. Being able to enjoy, eat and drink is just an addition to being able to 'live happily'. The remembrance of the world, the end of work, the beating of the heart... in my opinion, those are not important.
.
"The so-called death is to be separated from the people you love, the things you love, and the career you love forever... In other words, as long as you can come back, it's not death. At most, it's a less-than-perfect life.
'That's all.
"But how many people in this world can 'live perfectly'? Since the lives of most people are imperfect, what's so unacceptable about this method of resurrection?"
The budding lover stared at the sunset and said softly: "It would be better to say this.
"She will not get sick again, nor will she age. She will not make my heartache and make me experience the despair of losing her again.
"Her personality will not change again, she will not be suddenly influenced by others and start to doubt my love for her; there will not be any hobbies that surprise me and don't like her suddenly, causing me to make unnecessary changes in order to accommodate her;
I will never be allowed to come into contact with her parents and relatives that I don’t love anymore.
"She belongs to me now and will belong to me forever. I will love her forever... Until a thousand years later, at the end of my life and when I grow old, she will still be as young as she is now.
When I leave this world, she will leave with me.
"The flesh and blood body is completely unnecessary. Human beings are limited to the flesh body, so they have all kinds of original sins. Giving up this meaningless body will only make people happy."
The elf youth who merged with the devil stared at the sunset with fascination and murmured in a low voice.
Xiri, who was separated by a wall, couldn't see his gaze, and could only gaze melancholy at the sunset slowly setting outside the window.
Alice finally understood everything
Why is the so-called "piano room" that is fully equipped and able to display all aspects of life one-way and transparent...
Because the real essence of that room is a "real-life figure display cabinet"!
The Yuhi that the "budding lover" loves is not the girl with mental illness. It is the soul mate similar to herself imagined by the "prototype".
In other words, this Yuhi is just a "spirit figure".
You can see, you can touch, you have your own thoughts, but you will never betray. You don’t need to feed or drink water, you don’t have to manage excretion, you don’t need to worry about the other person’s hobbies, and you don’t need to consider the other person’s mood. You just need to “change clothes” and “cultivate”
” and “play” large figures...
"...Is this 'selfish love'?"
Alice murmured softly.
"yes."
The budding lover replied calmly: "This is me."
"No wonder you and Ram hit it off right away...you are the same kind."
"Indeed, you and your host must be the same type of person."
The budding lover smiled: "Although I was deceived by Huazhuo, I don't regret coming here."
"Because the holder of the so-called 'budded lover' actually loves himself. Loving yourself means loving you."
Alice stared at the translucent Yuhi and said softly: "Ram did not cry bitterly and have a mental breakdown because of 'Yuhi's death'. It was because she left her and because she lost the person she loved.
sad.
"In this month, you ate the souls of two of your patients; in order to maintain the existence of 'Yuhi', you let four innocent girls with their own families jump to their deaths, just to give 'Yuhi' a week's
happiness'.
"Why would you do this?
"...because you have never considered using your own actions to make her happy.
"Because you can easily see into her thoughts and know what consequences your actions will bring.
“Because you don’t think that the favor you get from following the ‘strategy’ is real.
"Because you don't think there is any point in curing your own disease."
Alice's gaze shifted from Xihi to the prototype beside her: "Because you love Xihi, but you love yourself even more.
"Is it the girl you love herself? Or is it the other version of yourself you see in her?
"Or are you just being sentimental and simply loving that 'self who can still love others'?"
Her emerald green eyes seemed to be able to easily penetrate people's hearts: "Love... I am still human, I have my own joys and sorrows, and I am an outstanding person among human beings.
"And that painful time that reminds you again?"
The "prototype's" face turned gloomy.
As a psychiatrist, he felt ashamed that his deep personality was easily analyzed by "Alice" who was not in this profession.
"...What's your relationship with that woman Huazhu?"
The low and gentle male voice overlapped with the sharp and high-pitched female voice, and the green buds on the prototype's skin began to grow wildly: "Are you the person she found?"
Only with human, material eyes, one can see green buds sticking out of the tip of his tongue.