"No..." Shi Na was a little difficult to explain, saying, "This seems to be accompanied by quantum thinking... In my unreasonable imagination, some of this kind of thing that does not exist in reality at all will occasionally be born. This music is a result. It does not exist in reality, but it does have something to do with our reality... so it was observed by me."

He stuttered and revised the sentences repeatedly, but he still couldn't explain them clearly and was unclear.

Tieria roughly understood what he meant and asked:

"That is, it means that it has not appeared in this world yet, so I will take it away."

"Okay...wait!"

He suddenly realized that Tyeria had gone out far.

The door closes tightly.

In an instant, I will not pursue it.

Time passes quickly. When the night is quiet, the breeze will occasionally shake among the grass leaves.

The spring night is soft, and the air is filled with an unusual glutinous fragrance. From a distance, I feel like I see the colorful lights swaying in the residential building in an instant.

“What kind of festival is it?”

He thought.

In his past memory, today should not be special, not any festival.

But he has little experience of ordinary customs in this world.

When he walked over, he could not see anything.

Everything fell into the deep night, only the stars and the moon were bright.

——I always feel like I’m following me.

He felt this keenly and realized their identities.

——What are those young soldiers doing? Follow me sneakily.

It was not until he walked into the residential building that he realized that today seemed unusual - it was too quiet. At this time, it was quite lively.

There is no light inside the house.

"My parents are already asleep."

The door will be opened automatically in a moment.

“Setsuna!”

With a sharp sound, the lights were everywhere.

Suddenly the darkness turned bright, and Harrow threw himself on his head with a pointed cone hat.

Rows of pennant flags are arranged under thin ropes and are exquisitely wrapped around the wall. The candles are brilliant and the colors are sunny.

Small balloons fly high, colorful strips fall, with flowers, fruit, meat, and cake fragrance.

Then there were the people in front of you. From the surrounding room, the children shaking pennants, rushed out suddenly, singing nursery rhymes happily, and covering the corridors.

His parents, young soldiers, super soldiers and Tieria—

"Everyone……"

He took a few steps, took a walk around, looked at them, and suddenly stood there in a daze, unable to say anything.

Tieria stood in front, moved out of position, pointed at the cake with one hand, and said:

"Happy birthday, Prototype boy! Today you are just a ten-year-old boy."

"Quanta has given her New Year's gift for two years, and we want to repay her! We overheard Mr. Raphael and Quanta's parents and took the initiative to participate!"

Several young soldiers and Chaobing added speechlessly.

I walked forward foolishly in an instant, picked up the plastic-like knife, looking at a loss.

Birthday, that's something I've forgotten long ago.

A life of fighting never requires such a luxurious and useless celebration.

But...why is my heart so hot?

It obviously has no meaning.

Is it because of happiness?

have no idea.

The parents looked at him with a smile, and the young soldiers and the super soldiers were also making excuses.

There is bright joy everywhere, without any space for gloom and melancholy to survive.

I instantly looked at the exquisitely decorated cake and held the weapon in my hand.

Only this time, the sword rises and falls, not kills, but celebrates birthdays.

The unknown structure of the cake made him cut it unsuccessful. If he accidentally got the cream on the child's face, he followed his unconscious smile and fell to the corners of his clothes, causing his mother to complain helplessly.

He looked at Tieria, who was standing still on the other side.

I see.

He looked at him and smiled.

I only know that my mood is something I have never seen in my previous life.
Chapter completed!