Overturned Tower

Like the moon falling in a wine glass, or like the daffodils by the lake reflected in the shadow of the lake.

Against the glow of dusk, the translucent sunset has revealed the spiritual nature of the "prototype".

"...You are not resurrecting the dead Miss Yuhi."

Alice looked at the melancholy girl in the next room and said softly: "You just left her dead here."

"This is the resurrection."

The prototype said with great certainty.

He looked at the black-haired girl who had finished playing the piano but still stayed in the room watching the sunset. Her eyes were overflowing with warmth and tranquility.

There are almost all daily utensils in Xihi's piano room - beds, tables, pianos, toys, game glasses, books, retro record players, various posters that girls like...

But the only thing missing is snacks, drinking water and toilet.

It was already dinner time, but Yuhi, who was staying at home alone, didn't complain about being hungry at all.

She didn't know that the prototype would be back soon, but she didn't prepare her own portion when making tea.

The snacks on the table with tea showed no signs of being eaten, and the trash can next to the table was extremely clean.

All this proves one thing...

"She knew she was no longer human, just a ghost."

The vessel of God looked back at the budding lover.

The devil, who had the exact same memory as Russell, asked without hesitation: "She was not happy, Ram.

"She clearly knows that she is dead... Do you call this resurrection? Do you call her life happiness?"

"This is about to discuss one thing, the container of God."

The "budding lover" who was being questioned was obviously a little unhappy. She calmly called the container of God by its name: "What do you think is death?"

"...Your problem is too big."

"Can't you answer it? Then let me tell you... In my understanding, death means 'moving away from what you love'.

"It doesn't matter whether the body exists or not. Being able to enjoy, eat and drink is just an addition to the existence of being able to 'live happily'. The remembrance of the world, the end of work, the beating of the heart... in my opinion, those are not important. .

"The so-called death is to be forever separated from the people, things and causes you love... In other words, as long as you can come back, it is not death. At most, it is a less perfect life. 'That's all.

"But how many people can live 'perfectly' in this world? Since the lives of most people are imperfect, what's so unacceptable about this method of resurrection?"

The budding lover stared at the sunset and said softly: "It would be better to say this.

"She won't get sick again, and she won't age. She won't make my heart ache and make me feel the despair of losing her again.

"Her personality will not change again, she will not be suddenly influenced by others and start to doubt my love for her; there will not be any hobbies that surprise me and don't like her suddenly, causing me to make unnecessary changes in order to accommodate her; I will never be allowed to come into contact with her parents and relatives that I don’t love anymore.

"She is mine now and will always be mine. I will love her forever... until a thousand years later, at the end of my life and when I grow old, she will still be as young as she is now. When I leave this world, she will leave with me.

"The flesh and blood body is completely unnecessary. Human beings are limited to the flesh body, and therefore suffer all kinds of original sins. Giving up this meaningless body will only make people happy."

The elf youth who merged with the devil stared at the sunset with fascination and murmured in a low voice.

Xiri, who was separated by a wall, couldn't see his gaze, and could only gaze melancholy at the sunset slowly setting outside the window.

Alice finally understood everything——

Why is the so-called "piano room" that is fully equipped and able to display all aspects of life one-way and transparent...

Because the real essence of that room is a "real-life figure display cabinet"!

The Yuhi whom the "budding lover" loves is not the girl with mental illness. It is a soul mate similar to oneself imagined by the "prototype".

In other words, this Yuhi is just a "spirit figure".

Can be seen and touched, has his own thoughts, but will never betray. There is no need to feed or drink, no need to manage excretion, no need to worry about the other person's hobbies, and no need to consider the other person's mood. A large-scale figure that only needs to be "dressed up", "trained" and "played"...

"...Is this 'selfish love'?"

Alice murmured softly.

"yes."

The budding lover replied flatly: "This is me."

"No wonder you hit it off with Ram... you are the same kind."

"Indeed, you and your host must be the same type of person."

The budding lover smiled: "Although I was deceived by Huazhuo, I don't regret coming here."

"——Because the holder of the so-called 'budding lover' actually loves himself. Loving yourself means loving you."

Alice stared at the translucent Yuhi and said softly: "Ram did not cry bitterly and have a mental breakdown because of 'Yuhi's death'. It was because she left him and because he lost the person he loved. sad.

"In this month, you ate the souls of two of your patients; in order to maintain the existence of 'Yuhi', you let four innocent girls with their own families jump to their deaths, just to give 'Yuhi' a week's happiness'.

"Why would you do this?

"...Because you have never considered using your own actions to make her happy.

“Because you can easily see into her thoughts and know what consequences your actions will bring.

“Because you don’t think that the favor you get from following the ‘strategy’ is real.

"——Because you don't think there is any point in curing your own disease."

Alice's eyes shifted from Xihi to the prototype beside her: "Because you love Xihi, but you love yourself even more.

"Is it the girl you love herself? Or is it the other version of yourself you see in her?

"Or are you just being sentimental and simply loving that 'self who can still love others'?"

Her emerald green eyes seemed to be able to easily penetrate people's hearts: "Love... I am still human, I have my own joys and sorrows, and I am an outstanding person among human beings.

"And that painful time that reminds you again?"

The "prototype's" face turned gloomy.

As a psychiatrist, he felt ashamed that "Alice" who was not engaged in this profession easily analyzed the deep personality of "Alice".

"...What's your relationship with that woman Huazhu?"

The low and gentle male voice overlapped with the sharp and high-pitched female voice, and the green buds on the prototype's skin began to grow wildly: "Are you the person she found?"

Only with human, material eyes, one can see green buds sticking out of the tip of his tongue.

“You want to… take away my—

"——[Lover]?!"

It was unmistakable anger.

Countless buds sprouted from his skin!