In the virtual world, Ochiai hired a very professional medical team.
Thanks to the hard work of doctors and the fabrication of the Creator, Ochiai Aoi is getting better day by day.
After recovering, Aoi Ochiai was taken home.
Having experienced the despair of having a loved one on the verge of death twice, Ochiai Eisuke is no longer so rigid. He no longer interferes too much with Ochiai Aoi, and only occasionally reminds her to eat and take medicine on time.
After her health stabilized, Aoi Ochiai held a small party and invited several familiar classmates.
The place has become more luxurious, but the atmosphere and people are still the same as before.
There was an oil painting covered with black cloth in the center of the hall. After the dinner, Aoi Ochiai raised her hand and pulled off the cloth covering "Heavenly Punishment", revealing the powerful knights and demons in the painting.
"This should be my last oil painting."
As soon as Aoi Ochiai opened her mouth, her classmates were startled, thinking that it was the sequelae of this serious illness.
Aoi Ochiai originally had a straight face, but looked sad.
After a few seconds, she finally couldn't hold back her laughter:
"I'm just kidding~ I will paint again when I want to paint. But compared to oil painting, I still prefer colored pencil and gouache, and costume design. Well...medieval literature is also good."
It was a bit far, so Aoi Ochiai stopped talking and looked at the oil painting again:
"This painting "God's Punishment" was painted using the style and painting method that my dad is good at, and I added some "deep understanding" that I made up myself. Winning the award is just to prove my dad's talent.
"Compared to it, I still prefer——"
She raised her hand and pressed the mechanism hidden on the side of the picture frame.
The oil painting that was frequently praised by the audience began to crack, and the hidden painting appeared in front of everyone.
Different from the outer "Heaven's Punishment", the inner painting has soft brush strokes. On the light blue sky and the endless grass, Ma Zhonghua straightened her back and sat on a wooden chair in a very cramped manner.
In the painting, Ochiai Aoi is holding a bouquet of flowers, kneeling on the ground, looking at him with a smile - this is actually a proposal scene.
"I still prefer this style." Aoi Ochiai took two steps away from the painting, admiring her work amidst good-natured laughter.
Zhen Zhongxuan also stared at the painting blankly, her lips moved, and she didn't say anything for a long time.
Ochiai Aoi looked at him for a moment, then suddenly approached and held his hand:
"I have been waiting for you for three years since I entered school. I can't wait any longer."
"So, those words of confession are from..."
"No need!" Manaka Aya also reacted hugely. He wanted to run away in a panic, but before he could take a step forward, Ochiai Aoi hugged him and pushed him onto the sofa.
The two of them instantly took the same pose as in the painting.
"...Xiao Kui, I'm not worthy." If he really wanted to push her away, Zhenzhong Xuan could certainly push away this girl who had just recovered from a serious illness, but of course he couldn't do that.
Zhen Zhongxuan could only tremble and bury her face in her hands, her thoughts were confused, and she said over and over again:
"I almost killed you. If I hadn't misunderstood your father's meaning that day, no... I didn't make it clear, so he said misleading words. If he hadn't gone to the hospital..."
"So you are struggling with this." Aoi Ochiai laughed and patted his hand, "I was shocked. I thought you were going to say, 'I only see you as my sister.'"
Zhen Zhongxuan also shook her head silently.
"Okay, raise your head and show your face." Ochiai Aoi pinched his chin a few times, she said with a smile:
"That day happened to be Friday. If you hadn't found out that I didn't go to school and came to find me, I would have died alone in the rental house.
"In the final analysis, our relationship now is just that of ordinary classmates who have a good impression of each other.
"You are anxious for someone who is not related to you by blood and you are not dating, you are bankrupt to pay for my medical expenses, and you are willing to lend me money at the expense of your dignity. I am very grateful for all of this.
"You just failed to achieve the best results, just like those people who went into the water to save others, choked in the water and returned to the shore after swimming halfway. You lacked ability, but you tried your best. This should not be the reason why you can't hold your head up.
."
"..."
Eisuke Ochiai was originally angry at the man for his daughter's sudden confession, but after hearing this, his face began to turn pale again.
"Don't think too much about it." After coaxing him, Aoi Ochiai walked over and looked at her father's expression. She suddenly pulled his head and gave him a kiss on the face that already had many wrinkles.
Father Ochiai froze and tried hard to keep his expression straight, but the corners of his lips under his beard still curled up.
"You should smile more like this. If you keep frowning, your hair will become more and more gray."
Aoi Ochiai held her father's head and rubbed it twice:
"Don't think about what's happened in the past! Even if you have to pursue it, it's my fault for running away from home. It's none of Dad's business."
…
I've seen everything I need to see.
In the hell exhibition hall, Shiraishi was the first to open his eyes. He stood up from his chair and heard a slight movement behind him.
Turning his head, he saw Boss Manaka with his eyes closed and a twisted expression on his face that seemed to be crying or laughing.
Shiraishi looked at the middle-aged boss with a big belly, and then thought about the handsome young version of Manaka... If it weren't for the mole on the left eyebrow, he couldn't believe that this was the same person.
Director Ochiai's face was covered in armor. Shiraishi couldn't see his expression, but he probably looked similar.
He looked away, picked up the stone flower and looked at it.
The play button and memory fragments floating on the flower have disappeared, and the copied illusion has ended.
A minute later, Boss Manaka and Director Ochiai opened their eyes almost at the same time.
They sat up and looked at each other in the gloomy darkness, their eyes extremely complex.