Epilogue Friends
There is a peculiar aroma that creeps in.
If you were to describe the taste, it would not be full-bodied. However, it is not light. The aroma is not noticeable, but it can only stay at the surface of attention.
It's hard to describe the aura of this strong sense of disobedience, if you had to look for a word......
Yes, maybe only the word "thin" can barely match.
Turning on the light, he gasped coldly, and then slowly exhaled a heavy breath.
"Can you fix your bad habits? The heart can't stand it a few more times. β
She complained.
It's just that he is inexplicably a little less calm than before.
In her room, an eerie bed was erected.
A bed that resembles a patchwork of human limbs and exudes an ominous aura everywhere.
If you look closely, you will find that there is really a person lying flat on this bed. In detail, it was a young girl.
The girl's whole body is **, and she probably exercises often on weekdays, and her snow-white naked body looks very firm. However, it doesn't make people feel that they lack girlishness, but instead give people a feeling of health for sports girls similar to sports clubs.
But the girl's eyes were not focused, but stared straight at the ceiling of the apartment, as if she didn't even have consciousness.
The weird, creepy part is also on the girl's body.
There is a longitudinal incision in the lower abdomen of the girl, and there are two fleshy "vines" on the bed that pull the sides of the incision, pulling the delicate skin and soft muscles apart, so that the internal organs are exposed.
Seriously, if someone can maintain the same calm in such a scene, it is worth thinking about whether this person is mentally normal.
Having said that, her performance is actually no longer in the normal category - if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that screaming on the spot would be the most logical.
The man in front of the bed raised his eyebrows.
"If you don't think your heart is strong enough, I have a solution."
"Thank you."
She refused, and sat down casually on the couch. There are even leisure leaning out of the body to take out a can of iced juice from the Xiaoice box and take a sip.
ββ¦β¦β
The person in front of the bed also paid no attention to her, because there was more important things to do at this time. Each finger is like having its own soul, and this is the only way to be able to do such a miraculous skill.
Of the eight major systems of the human body, there is only one that will not affect life. Therefore, if you want to do something in a person's body without knowing it, the best choice is only that one.
In principle, no one is able to do this surgery. But things like principles have long been abandoned.
After watching silently for a moment, she placed the can on the coffee table. Although this scene did affect her appetite, she cared more about something else.
"What about 'Galatea'?"
She thought for a moment and asked first.
"I handed her over to Kihara."
"That is, everything went according to plan?"
"You should trust me in that regard."
It stands to reason that you should not disturb the doctor who performed the surgery during the operation. But she knew that her friend couldn't be distracted by such a thing.
In fact, although answering her question, my friend's skillful hand did not even stop at all. It was like two different people, one talking to her and the other focused on the job at hand.
It's better to say that her friend's mind is inherently divided, and even if she deals with several things at the same time, it is impossible to influence each other like ordinary people. Although this kind of thing was unimaginable, she was not surprised.
"Sometimes you really scare me."
"It's not complicated at all. If you have a brain structure that can process in a fractal pattern, you can do the same. β
Shrugging, she wasn't in the slightest interested in the suggestion. Her specialty is planning, and the segmented thinking of dealing with all kinds of sudden changes is not what she needs. In her realm, she thinks she has enough brains now that she doesn't have to do anything else with herself.
"Midori woke up, you know?"
With a slight hesitation (which is rare for her), she suddenly cut to the chase.
ββ¦β¦ I probably knew it a little earlier than you. β
The response was even more casual than expected.
"Then why are you still here? Midori knows where I live and it's not safe. β
"You mean to keep me out of Midori? No, I don't have that interest. If she wants to come to me, it's more convenient for you here. β
"I don't know how much Midori can use this time to investigate, are you confident that you can hide it from her?"
Her friend snorted softly without any expression.
"She's even more active than me, hard enough, but inexperienced. If you really want to hide it, it's not difficult. It's just that I never wanted to hide it from her, so let her go. β
"Have you thought about the consequences?"
"If she finds out something, even if it's just on the surface, I'll probably be killed by her. However, since this life is almost at the end of its useful life, it makes sense to use it more effectively until then. β
She listened to her friend with a serious expression and frowned as if she wanted to say something.
"You just want to quit the stall? We don't have anyone who can replace you yet. β
"At that point, let's let the primary colors of RGB replace the primary colors of paintings."
While saying this, her friend got up with a quick thing by the bedside.
It looked like a piece of wood that could be found everywhere.
The strange instrument of her fingertips slashed quickly, and her friend had slipped open a wriggling "viscera". Then, the wood chips are buried in it and stitched together after some processing.
Every movement is so concise and skillful that even the most astute surgeon cannot replicate this kind of surgery. Or rather, there is simply no one like her friends.
I couldn't see my friend's expression hidden behind a medical mask, but the operation did end quickly.
"Why do you want to do this?"
It was only then that she remembered the purpose of asking her friend.
"She took a troublesome commission, and I had to do a little bit of preparation in advance."
She didn't go any further, she didn't care about it in the first place.
Although the friend who took off the medical mask naturally returned to his usual appearance, no matter how he looked at it, he had a fatigue beyond imagination.
"I know I can't convince you, but I can give you a piece of advice. In your words, it's almost the end of its life, and the equipment that is about to expire needs better maintenance to be able to exert the maximum residual heat, so you should go to the shower now and rest well. Anyway, your life is going to be consumed, so it's better to adjust your state first. Even if Midori came to you, you weren't going to see her like this, were you? β
She exhorted in this way.
ββ¦β¦ Yes, it's exactly what you say. β
Agreeing with her reasonable suggestion, her friend nodded frankly.
After confirming that her friend walked into the bathroom, she called and ordered the most exclusive takeaway sushi.
The sound of water in the bathroom was still ringing, and she suddenly had a strange feeling as she sat on the sofa.
In the movie, this seems to be a common representation of suicide scenes. But the thought was only a flash in her mind, and she laughed self-deprecatingly again.
No, that's not going to happen. Her friend had said that she would not die until she had atoned for her sins. This kind of evasion of culpability, at least not the work of her friends.
After atoning for your sins, you fall into hell with a relieved expression, and that is the end suitable for friends.
Thinking so, the corners of her mouth curled slightly. Walk over to the computer desk and turn on the computer.
"I'm sorry, but I'm a dictator in the middle of the word."
She muttered to herself.
Since she felt that her friend was only suitable for such an ending, she would not allow others to ruin her ideas - even Midori.
Just as she was sure, after a while, the figure of her friend appeared again.
Just wrap the body with a simple bath towel, and the hair is also rarely let go. With the sound of dripping water from her hair, her friend walked over.
The printer next to the computer was working, and her friend tilted her head in confusion. At this moment, the doorbell rang. Her friend looked in the direction of the door, a little unclear.
"It wouldn't be Midori, if she wouldn't have gone through the front door, and she wouldn't have been so polite. It's the sushi I just called. β
She was just sorting out the printed materials, but she didn't even mean to get up and open the door. Her friend sighed helplessly and went over to open the door.
The sushi restaurant employee who took out the delivery did not expect that a girl wearing only a bath towel would come out and open the door, and immediately stayed where she was.
"Thank you."
Her friend took the takeaway box and closed the door with a bang.
Shoving the sushi handed by her friend into her mouth, she picked up the stack of printed materials and moved the chair to take her place by the window.
Then, she thought quietly.
She began to be confused, confused about the original purpose of their alliance.
In fact, the reason why they came together is very simple, unbelievably simple.
Because they don't want to give in, because they know that if they give in, they will become worthless.
But what do they really want? What do they have for not giving in?
In fact, what they have is not even what they want.
At least she suddenly felt that maybe they were just playing meaninglessly. Meaning may not have existed in the first place.
So, why would you do such a thing?
Weighing the information in her hand, she was undoubtedly puzzled by her actions.
She pursed her lips, and suddenly a frenzied hint of inspiration flashed in her eyes.
Or perhaps the truth is the opposite, and the concept of "Nothing" is no smaller than "Everything". Because no matter where you look, you always find something there.
I am afraid that the same is true of them as they are seen in the eyes of others.
In other words, the reason why they don't want to give in may not be because they will become worthless if they give in, but because they don't want to be valued in the eyes of others.
Perhaps, they are the ones who want to be "Nothing" the most.
It's a surprising story. It is a group of people who pursue "Nothing" (Nothing), gazing at Everything and grasping all the stories from their humble perspective.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
(Well, even if it's just this time, To_my_friend.) οΌ