98: Chapter 17: Always Keep Safety in Mind While Enjoying Youth 98: Chapter 17: Always Keep Safety in Mind While Enjoying Youth Late at night, Thorn District.
The towering white tower blocked the moonlight, casting shadows on the gray-haired young man.
Compared to others who were either confused or distressed, Gongsun Ce’s state of mind was much simpler at this mont.
He was full of complaints.
“Why should I write letters, ah why?
Whether I’m willing or not, what’s it to you?
And several people too, truly nonsensical to the extre!”
Gongsun Ce muttered to himself as he exited the pigeon station.
Just a minute before, when he had arrived at the station, a big white pigeon had cozied up to him as if it cared about him, only to realize it wanted another piece of at, which further aggravated his bad mood.
Still, he had bought a piece of jerky from the ticket seller to feed the pigeon.
The more he thought about the eting he just had, the more aningless and bizarre it seed.
How could a fine young man like himself have so many negative talents?
In what way did he look like a madman?
Compared to those three giant dragon worshippers who practiced the Desolate Form, Mr.
Gongsun seed almost cute!
His talent for the Impermanence Skill was simply bipolar; he was either utterly untalented or maliciously talented, and the only moderate Void Phase Skill he had likely ca from his inherited abilities.
If he had to write to the Knight about this…
At that thought, Gongsun Ce felt an inexplicable stomachache.
Compared to writing letters, figuring out Yan Qi’s train of thought beca a relatively relaxing task.
What was that man thinking?
His behavior was as if he was searching for an invisible diamond elephant in the room.
Could the elephant be Qiluo?
No reason to think so, setting aside whether Qiluo was a bad woman—he sincerely hoped not—the naive girl hadn’t even followed him out.
Where did Qiluo’s performance appear expert?
If she had appeared in the room or secretly followed him, then Gongsun Ce would definitely have noticed, and Yan Qi would not have needed to double-check at the end.
The gray-haired young man muttered to himself, “If it’s not Qiluo…
is there another person capable of interfering with perceptions?”
This conjecture was even more bizarre.
It had been conclusively determined from 5.7 million data points that no two people shared the sa superpower.
Even for sothing as relatively common as telekinesis, it would vary depending on the user.
A superpower user known among his classmates for his ability to bend spoons could only bend spoons, hence his nickna.
Among the ruffians in the so-called Superpower Organization, those who could launch telekinetic attacks were popular, but even their thods were incredibly varied; not even the simplest energy ball could be found in the sa shape and color.
At this point, his thoughts hit a deadlock.
The young man frowned and pondered, could it really be Qiluo?
Was Yan Qi using him as bait again?
“‘To solve the case, you must doubt everyone around you…'” he said sardonically, shaking his head, “Forget it, I’m no famous detective.”
He resolved not to think about it anymore; after all, illusions held no aning for soone with the Netherworld Eye like himself.
The superpower user strolled back to his apartnt building.
He pondered club activities, a friend’s romance, and an unwritten essay, pulled out his keys, and prepared to go ho.
“Night…
stars…”
“…?”
The gray-haired young man stopped in his tracks in front of the apartnt building.
He was sure he had just heard a voice carried by the wind, like soone singing softly from a high place.
Gongsun Ce looked towards the top of the apartnt building.
Two strands of pink hair fluttered in the night breeze, visible at the edge of his vision.
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The pink-haired girl sat on the edge of the rooftop, swinging her slender legs back and forth.
“Drifting from the cold winter night, transforming into a star♪”
“Flying to the far side of the Milky Way, finding that beam of light♪”
“Let see with my own eyes, your form♪”
“In the cold universe, your yearning♪”
Like the protagonist of the song, she looked up at the night sky, softly singing with the accompanint of a guitar.
Tonight the stars were dim, the moonlight bright, and naturally, not a single snowflake fell in this early spring season.
This was quite different from the scene described in the song.
Fortunately, the girl was not stubborn about this; she imdiately decided to change the words of the song as well.
“The silent night, the bright full moon♪”
“Wishing to et you who are alone, singing softly to the moon♪”
“I am right by your side…”
Ah!
Those changes didn’t sound as good as the original.
The moon and the night just didn’t match!
Qiluo felt a bit dejected, she finished the song and pondered what to sing next.
“Sitting on the rooftop is very dangerous, you shouldn’t have forgotten even this bit of common sense.”
At that mont, the rooftop door creaked open, and the voice of the newcor resounded behind her.
Qiluo was startled by the sudden greeting, she clumsily set down her guitar, trying to quickly stand up, but unexpectedly, she didn’t apply enough strength with her hands on the ground, and her center of gravity tilted forward.
“Ah!”
The pink-haired girl scread as her body unexpectedly slid into thin air, her mind went blank, and in panic, she closed her eyes, waving her arms frantically—
“…Huh?”
After a bit of flailing, Qiluo realized the anticipated impact didn’t occur.
She slowly opened her eyes, only then did she realize that she was floating in the air.
The gray-haired young man watched her expressionlessly.
“I told you, sitting on the rooftop is very dangerous.”
He pointed a hand, and a white platform appeared out of thin air beneath the girl.
Curious, Qiluo tentatively reached out with her toes, touched the pure white platform, and then an invisible force gently set her down on it.
The girl exclaid joyfully, “Thank you!
Gongsun Ce is amazing!”
The superpower user pushed up his glasses, repeating for the third ti, “Miss Qiluo, sitting on the rooftop is very dangerous, isn’t it?”
Qiluo shrank her shoulders, hanging her head like a child who had done sothing wrong.
“I’m sorry…”
You look like a bullied protagonist from a shoujo manga.
The Superpower User sighed, dismissing his suspicions about Qiluo.
Well, if a bad woman could act to this extent just to deceive him, he was willing to be taken in.
Qiluo spoke again, “But…”
So you still want to talk back.
The paper version of the Common Sense Manual that was initially prepared for the young lady is probably lying sowhere deep in a cupboard.
Wait, and later I’ll dig that thing out for you to morize too.
“What do you want to say?”
“Singing on the rooftop at night is so romantic.
It’s just like in the movies and animations!” The pink-haired girl’s eyes sparkled.
“I’ve always wanted to try it!”
“Is that why you used your powers to deceive the young lady and sneak out?”
Romantic girl murmured, “Qin Qianbai wouldn’t let go out…”
The young lady was right, she should have been tougher to physically prevent you from leaving the house.
Taking this opportunity, Gongsun Ce decided to have a good talk with the girl.
He found a relatively safe position where he wouldn’t accidentally catch a glimpse under her skirt, and just like Qiluo earlier, sat down on the rooftop.
“You expressly do what you’re told not to, how cunning!”
“Even if this building collapsed, Mr.
Gongsun, I wouldn’t get hurt.
If you have the confidence that you won’t die from falling down here, I won’t stop you.”
“Wuwu…”
Qiluo had no retort.
It seed she had finally realized the harsh reality that her delicate body was not cut out for combat.
The gray-haired youth decided to use their recent conversation as an entering point: “I know you want to recover your mory.
Besides that and singing on the rooftop, are there other things you want to do?”
Upon hearing this, Qiluo imdiately beca excited.
“I have lots of things I want to do!” she gushed.
“I want to run alongside friends on a beach under the setting sun!
I want to sit on the riverside grass at dusk, feeling the cool spring breeze!
I want to eat food packed in bento boxes under cherry blossom trees as the petals fall!
I want to ride a bicycle or a scooter to travel to the seaside, and smash waterlons with a wooden stick under the hot sun!”
“I also want to sing.
I want to sing in the spotlight, sing when I’m alone, sing popular songs, classical songs, and songs I’ve written myself.
I want to sing at gatherings in school, and on a grand, unique stage.
I want to sing better than I do now—to beco a famous singer, and have more people like my songs!”
After speaking so excitedly, Qiluo propped her hands on the white railing, catching her breath.
She seed to have many more things she wanted to do and was about to continue, realizing this, Gongsun Ce found it fitting to interject at this appropriate mont.
“All those are classic scenes; mostly you’d only see such settings in literary works.”
In real life, it’s hard to find such idealized places.
Few people in real life have the leisure to recreate famous scenes after all the troubles.
“Are you saying it’s impractical?”
“No, none of these are beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.
It’s just that, ordinary people rarely do these things.”
Hearing this, Qiluo asked strangely, “Why not?
These things are so fun, why wouldn’t people want to do them?”
“There are plenty of reasons…”
Not enough friends, not enough free ti, no appropriate places…
He was about to list these reasons out one by one, but then he thought about what the girl would say next.
Aren’t these problems that can be overco?
Then why not just do it?
If it’s a problem that can’t be overco with existing power, then it’s hardly a satisfactory explanation.
He thought of another reason, because we are now in the Sky Dominion, where there are no mountains or seas…
…Is that a convincing reason?
Sky Dominion is vast.
So school campus or garden might have cherry trees, and the activity facilities in Thorn District might even have artificial beaches.
If you really want to do sothing, there’s always a way.
Thus, the gray-haired youth had to abandon all those reasons.
“…I don’t know.”
He didn’t wish to dampen the girl’s enthusiasm, but still dutifully added,
“Perhaps it’s because everyone isn’t as enthusiastic.”
Qiluo lowered her gaze, sounding slightly disheartened, “Then, what are everyone interested in?
Is it studies, work, family, those things?”
Not necessarily.
If you say all the students in the world are passionate about studies, Gongsun Ce would be the first to disagree.
Likewise, adults who work just to scrape a living are also not few in number.
“Who knows…
Many people don’t even think about it, just living ordinary, dull lives.
Just like that, they spend their ti in actions whose aningfulness is unknowable, until the end of their lives,” said the girl mournfully.
“Living a life just like everyone else’s is so boring.”
She leapt down from the platform, landing next to Gongsun Ce.
She bent down to the Superpower User and said, “I don’t want that.
I want to do what I want to do!”
Pure white moonlight spilled from the night sky, illuminating the profile of the smiling girl.
“I want to experience unique monts.
I want to be soone different!”
“…”
Gongsun Ce closed his eyes, covering his face without a word.
“I have no opinion on your personal life plans.
But please be mindful of the length of your skirt before you sing praises of youth; you’ve already flashed more than you should have just now.”
Qiluo jumped back two steps like a rabbit, her face flushed as she yelled.
“Ah—!”
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