"Whew...... Hah, what are you doing? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wenwen yawned and walked down the stairs, his inky wings trembling slightly, but it seemed that because he usually took care of it, there was no scene where feathers were scattered everywhere in games or animations.

"Ah, I'm checking the price reduction of the figure, and make a record of the lowest price, so that you won't be cheated when you want to buy."

Bo Liyu looked seriously at the computer screen that emitted a faint light, and replied without raising his head.

It's been a week since that night's party.,Shooting pill Wen didn't want to go back to Youkai Mountain so soon.,But want to live in the human world and see.,As a co-habitant, Selti doesn't have any sense of rejection.,On the contrary, he has a certain interest in Wenwen's wings that look extremely smooth.,I often want to sneak a touch.,But Wenwen seems to mind others touching his wings very much.,I'm extremely wary of all the existences that want to get close to my wings.,Wenwen at a quarter of the speed of light after full opening, It's still very easy to dodge Celti's sneak attack, so Celti hasn't succeeded so far, but always failing seems to have aroused Celti's fighting spirit, and now in her mind, the priority of touching Wenwen's wings is estimated to have risen to the point where finding her own head has risen.

"Figurines? What is that? ”

Wenwen leaned his head over curiously, the soft black hair shook slightly with a good fragrance, and sometimes touched Bo Liyou's cheek, because it was too close, as if he could even feel the temperature of the other party's body, feeling a little softness at the shoulder, Bo Liyou was a little embarrassed and slightly turned his body to the side.

"The so-called figurines, are they these plastic toys, you guy really have some inexplicable hobbies."

Wenwen looked incomprehensible, as if he couldn't understand that the inhuman boy who drank with the big monsters and talked to each other, and who didn't seem to be bound by anything, would like this kind of thing that only children seem to be interested in

"God made a human form out of clay in the likeness of Himself, and then he breathed and gave it a soul, and this is where humanity comes from."

Bo Liyu said with a serious face

"If you look at it this way, isn't the figurine also an act of human beings imitating the gods, and if you conceptualize this act, it is not impossible to achieve the feat of creating life by allowing the figurine to have its own consciousness."

"Actually, manga, anime, and novels are all very interesting things, and there are some things that are the crystallization of all human fantasies, and even I can't help but be surprised."

Bo Liyu casually took out a comic book from the bookshelf and handed it to Wenwen with a curious face

"However, the so-called human beings are really contradictory, obviously fantasizing about interesting things, but trying their best to prove that it is false."

"You really like the word fantasy."

Closing the comic, the shotmaru said meaningfully

"Well, have you been discovered~"

Hakuriyu smiled pleasantly

"Yes, I like it very much, and if I like it, it's like putting pudding in ice cream, adding sweet milk and chocolate, stirring well, and then putting it in the microwave for five minutes."

"It's already something that's sweet enough to get tired of death! Does this example mean anything other than exposing that you're a twisted sweet-tooth? “

"No, I just suddenly wanted to eat it, so I said it in passing."

Smiling, he didn't know where to take out a piece of chocolate and handed it to Wenwen, and after being refused, he seemed to be a little pity, and casually threw the piece of chocolate into a coffee cup filled with hot milk next to the computer

"It's not delusional, but it's different from ideals, and the words in between are not very wonderful."

Her eyes were fixed on the coffee cup, and she kept stirring it with her spoon, waiting for the chocolate to melt slowly

"The ideal is too easy to realize, and the delusion is too far away to be unrealistic for people to want to chase, and the fantasy in between is to make people want to realize, running on the road of chasing, but no matter what, the feeling of being within reach but not being able to touch it, doesn't it feel unusually beautiful."

Gently, Hakura Yu tapped her fingertips on the computer screen, and in that part of the screen, an anime character who didn't know Shotimaru was doing the same thing.

"If you can't achieve it, what's good about what you can't get."

At Hakuriyu's words, Shotimaru was confused

"Because what you can't get is the best, for example, if you think of a lawyer or a cartoonist, or a light novel writer as an ideal person, they will keep working hard to keep moving forward before achieving their goals, and in the process, no matter how much you pay, you won't feel much pain, but you will feel happy because you think that this pain is proof that you are moving towards your dreams."

As if it had finally melted, Bo Liyu picked up the coffee cup, gently blew away the rising heat, and slightly sipped the milk cocoa, which looked unusually sweet.

"However, it is only when that ideal is realized that they will feel the gap between the ideal and the reality, and live with this unchangeable pain for the rest of their days, and the teenager who longs for a lawyer will not be able to do justice, and sometimes even become an accomplice of evil, and the boy who wants to become a manga artist and a light novel writer may have to draw things he doesn't like and write things he doesn't want to write at all after his hobby becomes a job and a means of making money. I obviously want everyone to be happy, but because of the reader's request, I continue to give tragedy to the characters I create, so I keep compromising with life, and gradually, maybe even what I want to draw and express disappears. “

Bo Liyu picked up a figure of an animated character that he had placed on his desk and looked at it carefully, muttering softly as if talking to himself

"But the fantasies are different...... We all know the gap between fantasy and reality, even if we tell it seriously, no one will take it seriously, there is no one who seriously wants to help, and there will not even be anyone who seriously wants to stop it, so I don't know when we have become to treat this intention as a joke, laughing at ourselves and laughing at others......"

"Behold, aren't these all!"

Hakuriyu stood up, a happy smile on her face, and her hands were outstretched, behind her were bookshelves and cabinets full of graphic novel figures and paintings

"These are all proofs of the progress on the road to what is called fantasy, and as I said, on this path of continuous progress, no matter how much you pay, you will not feel pain, but you will feel that it is a kind of happiness, and this happiness will not end."

"Because we can't get there, fantasy is always beautiful, we are just chasing that beautiful phantom, but in fact, no matter who you are, you understand that there is no end on this road."

"You...... Does it have to be like this...... Why do you have to do it to this extent......"

The truth is cruel and painful, and it is clear that as long as you look down at the scenery on the side of the road, you can go on happily, but Hakura insists on raising her head and looking at the unreachable end, fully understanding the nature of the road she is walking and the meaning of her own behavior, and with this intention, she raises her head and looks at the end that can never be reached.

"If you don't even try to understand what you love, or if you don't want to understand it, you don't want to understand it, you can't go on for a long time."

Because it's important, because you don't want to lose.

Close your eyes and don't look, block your ears and don't listen......

Not admitting it, not wanting to admit that what you are pursuing is a false thing that cannot be obtained

Hidden, disguised.

That's why it's bound to be lost.

One day, you will have to become too exhausted to deceive yourself

Then, there will be a lament of loss. It would be better to lament than to lose or not to get. lamented that if you would regret it to death when you left it, it would be better to give up at the beginning.

"You...... Won't you feel sad......"

As if thinking of his past friend, Shotimaru Fumi's face darkened, and he asked with a sigh.

Sad

Hirou sat in a chair with her head tilted back naturally, looking up at her collection

In the dead of night, when I suddenly feel that I have nothing to do, looking at the figure on the desk, the poster on the wall, and the computer screen that exudes fluorescent, the character in the gal is full of happiness and smiles to say to myself I love you

I made a promise to be together for the rest of my life with a very serious heart, but in the end, I could only turn off the computer and watch the flower-like smile disappear with the quiet humming of the computer.

Looking at the black screen, the warm smile on his face that he didn't know when it hung down also fell silent little by little, not knowing what kind of expression he should show at this time, and holding back the sourness of his nose. A man with a blank face was in a daze.

That kind of mood is sad?

"That kind of thing ......"

Hakuriyu muttered to herself

"Who knows......"