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I once thought I was a Cassandra. The words I said were not trusted, and the thoughts I expressed were fulfilled one by one, but no one listened to them. I always thought that I had mastered the truth of the balance of this world and had always believed it.

Unfortunately, when the incident happened, I found that I was just an unlucky Chiron. Although I taught many characters, I was shot by the poisonous arrows of my disciples. In the end, I was in panic in pain all day long, asking myself why I came and why I was born, and whether I needed real liberation. I just kept blaming myself in pain and numbness.

When the black car came, I felt that I was just a sad Minotao. I was pursuing the phantom I wanted in Hart's maze. I was just a monster, but I was still begging for things I would never get. I just wandered in the maze, swallowing the children who were dedicated as tributes, dyeing their lives and beliefs a black color. Gradually, I became like me, a waste, and could not face reality.

However, now the girl who stood in front of me and issued a notice of war to me was telling me with her actions. I am not Cassandra, not Chiron, nor Minotao. I am just a sad, overestimated Icarus who wants to embrace the sun. As long as the wings behind me melt, there is nothing else to greet me except the abyss.

“…unexpectedly, under the snow.”

But so what?

In the midst of the crowded black trend, I silently looked at the girl in front of me.

"Although it's ridiculous for me to say that, I want to tell you. In my current life, there are seven people who pointed to my face and said they wanted to challenge me. Six of them admitted their failures, and the only one left is to meet."

"In my career, I have defeated more than six companies with my own hands and have done many things you dare not think about, and even things your sister dare not say. Where did you come from to say that you should correct me? In my eyes, Yangnai's sister, it is you who deserves to correct me. Absolutely correct game, it is not interesting to play too much."

I completely ignored the strange gazes of the people around me, and stood there, with my hands in my pockets in my eyes, staring at the eyes under the snow.

I have been tired of retreating and defeating my skills.

"Among these people I defeated, there are talented students from Dongda University, ministers with strong social experience, and a group of geniuses you can't even think of. Their figures appear more on TV screens and in the news. But I want to tell you that they all failed. Do you think you can match even a finger of those of them?"

If you really want to give me a fatal blow, then you can come up with more effective means. Just like your sister did back then, or like your father, or like your mother, gave me a fatal blow, and asked me that I could not refuse. A head-on battle is always the stupidest behavior, so why do you still have to attack so recklessly? Why don’t you use the pride of your Xue Zhixia family to bind me with your mature means?

"You are not your sister yet, and you are not your mother. You do not have their means and skills, nor their resources and strength. Ideals without strength are just dreams. I believe you understand this kind of thing. Yangnai's sister."

If you continue, it seems to be meaningless.

I sighed softly, patted my shoulder under the snow, and walked towards the ramp.

"The magic of friendship and the ability to change everything as long as you have ideals are just children's dramas. It's time to give up those naive ideas. You shouldn't still like those naive things, right? It's natural to like cute things, but it would be ridiculous to take that fantasy as reality."

"Goodbye, Yango's sister. If you really hate it, I will talk to the teacher about changing seats. I won't make you embarrassed, you can rest assured."

“……Hikiga.”

Just as I was about to leave, an unfamiliar force pulled me backwards.

Before I could even see clearly what was going on, a white fist with five fingers gradually expanded in front of me, deeply attached to my face, causing a strong impact.

"Small Ki! Yukino Chan!"

Yuhihama's scream seemed to be coming from the Kingdom of Heaven. The strong force hit my head fiercely like a heavy hammer. It even made me stagger several steps involuntarily, leaning against the edge of the building in a very embarrassing manner, looking at the girl who was shaking all over her body in disbelief.

She hit me?

Covering his swollen and painful cheeks, his mind was filled with such unbelievable news.

Yukinoshita Yukino, who was absolutely correct and would not make any extraordinary moves, was even more morbid than Yokoshita Yokoshita. He had always pretended to be his emotions. Now he actually hit me? Even my father hadn't hit me!

What's going on? What happened? It shouldn't be like this at all? As long as everyone keeps calm and cleans up their relationship, it's totally OK. But why do you have such a strong move? Why do you care so much about this? Even if you are totally ill, then your persistence towards me is too strong, right?

"...Hikigu, you seem to have been talking to me intentionally."

The girl gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, turned around and pulled up her backpack, and said calmly.

"You have always been 'Yano's sister'' that classmate'''The second in Yukinoshita'''Yukishita''. You seem to have always said this to me. But I want to tell you now. I hope you can remember it."
Chapter completed!