"You still remember every little detail of my 'liking' you, right? Don't you think about how ordinary you are? Why would I pour all my love into you? Because I was faking it!"
"I even forgot about the two-year anniversary until you mentioned it."
"How does it feel now, going from heaven to hell?"
Accompanying her words, not only the blurry figure but even Haruko herself couldn't help but fall into memories.
Her ex-girlfriend back then was perfect.
Gentle, considerate, never throwing tantrums, not interfering with his life, and after discovering their hobbies were different, she proactively accepted and learned his hobbies. She was practically a dream girlfriend that only existed in anime.
And now, she was saying that such perfection was fake?
Haruko's face turned somewhat gloomy. The blurry figure was already questioning incessantly, as if going mad.
Who could accept that the girlfriend they had been in love with for two years was actually someone else's plaything, and that she had only gotten together with them because of someone else's orders?
Not to mention, the Haruko of the past had truly poured in all his emotions.
Even while studying, he still worked various part-time jobs, making early plans for life after graduation, and even for future marriage.
Haruko was an orphan and hadn't felt much care since childhood. This first love in college had given him almost everything he wanted.
And the result...
The blurry figure was just as the gold-chained man mocked, like a dejected, homeless puppy.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky, as if mourning for someone.
And the blurry figure let the rain beat down on himself.
"If you didn't like me, why did you still pour everything into loving me?"
The figure asked the question but didn't raise his head.
Two years of time, turned out to be such a bubble.
His ex-girlfriend lowered her head and gently stroked the figure's head, speaking in a low, weak voice that the gold-chained man couldn't hear. "Haruko, because I also wanted to experience someone willing to give everything for my love, that's why I borrowed the love you would have given to someone in the future."
She stood up, her hands behind her back. "Haruko, do you know? I sometimes wonder, you liked me so much, even willing to abandon everything for me. If one day, I were to die in front of you, what would your reaction be?"
"I really wanted to try that."
"But I'm sorry, I didn't have the courage to die."
"And as for me, I wanted to see what expression you would have after loving me to death and then being betrayed by me."
She smiled sweetly. "Although I never liked you, your love, I really enjoyed it."
Her gentle words were like a sharp sword, piercing the blurry figure's heart, and also making Haruko's face grow increasingly gloomy.
The girlfriend he once deeply loved was someone else's plaything.
The emotions he had once given his all for became his girlfriend's plaything.
From heaven to hell in a single thought, it was exactly like this.
Even though Haruko knew the content of this dream might be fabricated or false, the anger in her heart somehow couldn't be suppressed and kept rising.
"Kill them!"
Haruko couldn't help but speak, instigating the blurry figure.
Even she herself didn't understand why she was so angry, even developing the thought of actually killing these two people, when this was clearly just a dream.
"This is just a dream, you can do whatever you want." Haruko came to the blurry figure's side, her voice like a devil's whisper. "This woman will never love you. Kill this pair of scumbags, end all of this completely, and then find a better girl."
The blurry figure didn't move, as if he could really hear Haruko's voice, and murmured softly, "No one in this world likes me at all. What difference does finding a better girl make?"
"Completely possess her, use every means to make her only have you!"
Ichiko's figure suddenly flashed through Haruko's mind.
Yes, from the moment she transmigrated, she had merged with the memories of the original owner, Haruko.
Haruko knew clearly that Ichiko was exactly that kind of better girl.
Bending at the waist, she tilted her head to look at the gold-chained man and his ex-girlfriend, and slowly handed a knife to her past self.
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