Ophelia is deeply in love with Kilshtalya Vodaime, and this is almost no secret.
She never hid her feelings.
"You love him, but you can't feel at ease, you can never feel at ease."
Speaking this fact lightly, Gaoyanskaya turned around again and walked to Ophelia, looking at the girl quite seriously.
"You have always believed in your correctness, but you have never been able to smooth out the restlessness."
"You can't do one thing with all your heart - whether it's admiration or work, it's like you only have enough energy to do one thing at the same time."
"Do you know why this is?"
——Ophelia stared at Goyanskaya.
What's going on with this woman?
Ophelia doesn't think that their relationship is really the "best friend" that Gaoyanskaya calls.
Becoming best friends with a woman like Goyanskaya... No matter how you think about it, such things are...
"You are someone who has never been helped by others."
"Think about it carefully-you have never made even a friend, right?"
Gaoyanskaya uncovered Ophelia's scars in an understatement.
This made Ophelia take a step back again, and her eyes looked at Gaoyanskaya even became a little frightened.
“I… don’t need friends.”
She could only force herself to say such words.
"I am a magician. The existence of a magician is just an existence specialized for exploration."
"The magician doesn't need something like a friend."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Gaoyanskaya seemed to hear some funny joke and laughed with her mouth.
"Stop making trouble, do you know how embarrassing it is to say this?"
"It's so funny that I can't make friends, but I'm down on the culprits as a group of magicians."
"You are a living example of yourself who can never survive by yourself, but you still have to say such things-oh, no wonder Mr. Kilshtalya was disappointed."
——What did she say!?
Ophelia's pupils shrank.
"Do you know? Although the man you love also likes high-sounding formalism, he loves humanity more than anyone else in his heart."
"He has always believed in it, and is extremely convinced of the essence of humanity."
With his head tilted, Gaoyanskaya looked at Ophelia sadly.
"Help each other, identify with each other, kill each other - humans are ultimately group animals."
"Listen, humans are not races that can survive by admiration and self-intoxication that don't matter at all."
"Because humans have an existence known as the [Mind], all this will be taken for granted."
"Or--you don't even have the ability to cover up your self-esteem?"
Following Ophelia's retreat, Gaoyanskaya also took a step forward and continued to approach Ophelia, looking at Ophelia's glasses aggressively.
"Or because of fear?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"I--"
Ophelia continued to retreat.
"Are you afraid to examine yourself? How sad it is to examine yourself who is still close to someone around you today?"
"I, I--"
“It’s different—”
Ophelia stopped.
——Because her back was already against the wall.
Feeling the coldness coming from the wall behind him, Ophelia's body trembled slightly.
"You're not different."
"Look at yourself, don't you notice that you are shaking?"
Gaoyanskaya poked Ophelia's shoulder and then shook her hand.
"——It's obviously an eternal Wednesday, isn't it?"
"--shut up!!!"
The fearful Ophelia roared as if she had been touched by some taboo and forced Gaoyanskaya back two steps.
"The Sunday you are really afraid of will never come, little girl."
"It will never come, but that kind of uneasiness still exists, it's ridiculous."
"Don't be afraid, Ophelia, hey, where is this?"
"Come on—open your eyes and go and take a look!"
Gaoyanskaya opened her arms and grinned.
“This is the eternal Wednesday!”
"Since the death of the great god, he has been fixed in the Nordic anecdotes on Wednesday! - This is the most suitable world for you to survive, right? Ophelia Famsorone."
Ophelia had already lowered her head and breathed heavily, not going to see Goyanskaya, nor other things in the room.
That, suffocation, still lingers around her body, as if it will never disappear.
"Don't...besides...!"
Her voices were trembling violently together.
"If you don't want to be killed by me... don't say it again...!"
"What do you know and how you know it has nothing to do with me..."
She slowly raised her head and looked at Gaoyanskaya coldly, her jaw trembled, causing her teeth to collide, making a terrifying sound.
"As long as you continue talking, I will kill you..."
"Now, get out of my room... do you understand?"
This unconcealed murderous intent is often the most terrifying.
But Gaoyanskaya didn't think it was anything.
She shrugged, and her smile disappeared, turning into an indifferent expression.
"It seems that I stepped on the tiger's tail."
"What a pity. As the saying goes, the people closest to each other must also uphold etiquette when treating each other - right! I won't say it anymore, reflect on it!"
This woman changed her face faster than flipping a book, and she brought back her happy expression like a girl in a flash.
"By the way, where are you going now? Didn't you come back just now?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
After saying this, he pushed Goyanskaya away, and Ophelia walked out on her own.
She has to go to the terrace and breathe some fresh air...
"...Haha, my eyes have indeed regained a little bit of glory."
Looking at Ophelia's back as she was leaving, Gaoyanskaya whispered to herself in a low voice.
But I still feel like I'm talking a little too much - but there's nothing I can do about it, after all, this is that Ophelia.
Buzz —
To be continued...