Lose at sunrise, gain at sunset.
Her personal cook had not only abandoned her but also taken away her food bowl.
Unexpectedly, another beautiful girl popped up right after, wanting to be with her forever.
This is... this is...
Could it be that her, Kiana Kaslana's, romantic luck has finally arrived?
The snow-haired girl smiled foolishly.
The darkness concealed the pallor on Asakura Miyuki's body, and Kiana, whose bruised heart had been soothed, was always carefree and didn't notice the abnormality about the girl.
Seeing Kiana's reaction, Asakura Miyuki seemed to be infected and broke into a happy smile. "Kiana, are you really willing to be with me?"
Kiana's reaction seemed to have caused some misunderstanding for Asakura Miyuki.
She was truly happy that the person who saved her, who brought light to her, was willing to accept her love and be with her.
Although such a heretical love was despised in the both conservative and open society of the Far East, Asakura Miyuki believed it wasn't a problem.
Kiana was an exchange student from Northern Europe, and there were countries in Northern Europe that allowed same-sex marriage.
As long as they returned to Kiana's homeland, that unfamiliar world would tolerate their little willfulness and give them a blissful paradise.
Asakura Miyuki smiled, full of happiness that even the deep night couldn't conceal.
Looking at Asakura Miyuki's smile, no matter how dull Kiana was, she realized what the problem was.
The brain tumor duality passive, having lost its external thinking organ, allowed Kiana to start thinking normally.
Her silly smile just now seemed to have made Asakura Miyuki misunderstand something. The reason she sought her out at this time wasn't to give her some gift or for some life-threatening emergency.
The only reason she appeared before her was...
She wanted Kiana to embark on a heretical love with her.
All she could say was...
You're beautiful, but don't get ahead of yourself.
In Kiana's heart, the only one who could walk the path of heresy with her was her personal cook Raiden Mei. Others could at best be her good buddies.
Although she didn't know why Asakura Miyuki would have such an idea, Kiana knew she couldn't let her continue to act so willfully.
The girl raised a hand to scratch the back of her head, her carefree demeanor like that of a boy.
"Miyuki, aren't we classmates? We've always been together."
As she spoke, Kiana patted her A-cup chest. "Don't worry, no matter what problems you encounter at school, this young lady will back you up."
"Don't look at me as just a girl, my strength is even greater than a boy's, you know."
The seemingly naive girl gave a very straightforward answer, as if she hadn't grasped Asakura Miyuki's true meaning at all.
In Kiana's eyes, Asakura Miyuki was her classmate and could also be her best friend. No matter what happened to her, as long as she could help, she definitely would.
But such a result...
"Is that so?" Asakura Miyuki's smile was tinged with sorrow.
It was completely different from what she had hoped for.
Indeed, admiration is the greatest distance in this world.
Having always been in darkness, she felt a slight warmth from the ray of light that was Kiana, and so she wanted to possess her.
Such a thing was ultimately too unrealistic.
"Thank you, Kiana-san."
Asakura Miyuki's fingers clenched tightly, as if she was suppressing the emotions in her heart.
Kiana, whose brain tumor duality passive was inactive, noticed this and felt a bit of pity, but still hardened her heart.
Since it was impossible, she needed to cut off these unrealistic fantasies from the very beginning.
Indecision brings trouble; a quick pain is better than a long one.
Kiana, having learned the secrets of being a street loiterer in Shenzhou, deeply believed in these principles.
She pretended to be clueless. "Miyuki, you said before you had a gift for me, what is it?"
Rude, impolite, and unable to read the room.
But this was very Kiana.
Asakura Miyuki forced a smile. "It's actually nothing, just a small gift I made by hand. I hope you don't mind."
The evening wind lifted the girl's pleated skirt, revealing increasingly pale skin.
The girl approached, extending a hand so pale it was bloodless towards Kiana.
"Kiana-san, I want to be with you forever."
"Can you... promise me?"
Soft words, mixed with a vicious gust of wind.
Kiana's pupils constricted. Her battle instincts, not dulled by a life of ease, kicked in, and she dodged the sudden attack with a matrix move.
"Miyuki..."
No matter how slow she was, Kiana had noticed the abnormality in Asakura Miyuki.
The neon lights on the street flickered, illuminating Asakura Miyuki's current face.
The whites of the girl's eyes were completely black, and her delicate skin had cracks like chapped ground.
That hand she had once held had changed its appearance at some point, filled with a silent pallor.
This sign was very familiar to Kiana.
It was zombification.
"What happened to you?"
Asakura Miyuki seemed unable to think clearly, merely repeating similar words, "Kiana-san, can we be together forever?"
There was no place for her in this world anymore; the whole world was rejecting her.
Her parents despised her as a burden who brought no contribution to the family. Her father beat her mother, and her mother beat her.
At school, she was always the most marginalized person. Her best friend bullied her to avoid being bullied herself.
She had always been in hell, never seeing the light.
It wasn't until a while ago, when her parents successively fell ill with some unknown disease and grew weaker day by day, that her life got a little better. It was also during that time that she met Kiana, the only ray of light in her life.
But!
"Kiana, how can you only have eyes for Raiden Mei, and not me?"
The girl murmured, her pale, bony fingers tearing through the air like steel knives, aiming for Kiana's vitals.
She wanted to eat Kiana's body, to become one with Kiana-san, so that the two of them would never be separated.
Then find a boat, hold the quiet Kiana-san, and leave this world that could not accept them, with the blessing of the sea breeze.
As long as she had Kiana-san's head, she could give up everything in this world!
"This is your punishment for being unfaithful, Kiana-san."
The blackness in Asakura Miyuki's eyes grew deeper, and the cracks on her skin became more dense.
She couldn't go back.
"Miyuki..." Kiana made her decision.
The railing on the side of the road was ripped off by a powerful force, becoming a primitive weapon.
"You should rest in peace."