Honkai Impact: Capturing the Little Herrschers starting with Sirin

That is... the end of the rising light and the arrival of dawn.

The end of everything, the extinguished flames are extinguished, and the dissipated embers turn into sparks in the sky, as bright and dazzling as stars.

Above the sky, the cursor stopped at ninety-nine.

Perhaps at that moment Bai Mo should sigh, sigh at the development of the story.

Ninety-nine, a number that appears in most stories.

It often represents the final ending.

It represents the protagonist walking through a long night and welcoming dawn at the last moment when the darkness is about to swallow him.

"But have I...really walked through the night?"

The light of dawn carrying the first ray of sunlight rose in the sky, and Bai Mo saw it, alone.

She, carrying a share of everyone on this road, stood in the sun.

But in the end, if someone asks me...are the 99 years I have walked through, and the 1% that has not yet arrived, really...a long dark night?

...

No, no…that’s not the case.

At least in Bai Mo's eyes, it was not the night, but the footsteps of the dead.

"How are you?"

Little Lei Lu brought the little guy to Bai Mo's side, crossed his arms, and looked into the distance following her gaze.

"..."

"I am fine."

Bai Mo shook her head, but the bitterness that could not be concealed in her words indicated that her mood at the moment was not as... calm as she said.

"If it's uncomfortable..."

He fell silent halfway through his words. After a brief thought, Little Lei Lu finally decided to hand Little Fengzai to Bai Mo.

"Hey, here's the big moth's head for you to lean on."

Fengzai: “???”

"I know it will be hard for you when the final result comes."

"If you feel bad, just speak up. We will always be by your side, accompany you, and listen to every word you say."

This is the comfort that comes from your little knowledge of treasures.

Of course, if her voice hadn't been so choked up when she said these words, Bai Mo might really have believed that she was comforting himself.

"Just cry if you feel sad." I saw the sadness in Shibao's eyes, as well as his red little eyes and sniffling little nose.

Although she tried her best to hide it, Bai Mo could easily see her distress and reached out to her.

"Asshole~!"

With a curse, Xiao Xiao Shibao threw himself into Bai Mo's arms.

"I should be the one comforting you!"

"I... won't cry! I just... my eyes feel a little uncomfortable!" Lying in Bai Mo's arms, little Shibao rubbed against Bai Mo's chest, wiping his tears, looking like a child of a few years old.

Although, she really seemed to be only a few years old.

Hua's consciousness dissipated, and it must have been very uncomfortable for Shi Bao.

Maybe she usually appears to be indifferent to Hua, but in her heart, she still cares about Hua.

He patted Shibao's head gently to comfort her, but did not say any words of consolation.

After all, although Shibao is young, her character has matured a lot, and she just needs to vent.

Just vent.

Perhaps you are wondering if the little ones have become a little quieter.

In fact, this is the real them. They are much more mature and sensible than you think.

Their concern for each other has never diminished, but they rarely express it actively.

Now that Shibao was sad, even the most noisy little Fengzai became quiet, which was a rare occurrence for him.

Bai Mo understood all of this.

So holding the little girl in his arms, Bai Mo gently stroked her head, like an older sister, taking care of her emotions at the moment.

Children will cry when they are sad, and they want to vent when they are upset.

Every time this moment comes, Bai Mo is actually happy to be the little guys' punching bag.

If you are sad, just cry.

It’s okay to vent your anger on me. I know you little kids need a place to cry.

So...why can't that place be in my arms?

...

Where the thousand calamities dissipated, there was a fire left, a ball of embers with some human figures on it.

He came up to him quietly, lowered his brows, and a hint of sadness reflected in his eyes.

Reach out your hand and slowly approach.

"I will remember it, remember the last memory left to me."

"Of course, I am also really... happy."

The flames dissipated as his palms passed by.

The activation of the cursor also comes to an end here.

But this period is not perfect...

"Hmm~?"

"It's still a little late. I didn't make it in time to see Qianjie for the last time."

Hearing the familiar soft call, the girl took light steps, with her hands behind her back, floating over like a pink elf.

Undeterred by the sudden call, Bai Mo stood still, his eyes still staring blankly at the dissipating ashes in front of him.

"Hmm... Is it over yet? I..."

brush!

The passing fireworks brought a bone-chilling chill, and a hint of cold light against the tip of her throat stopped the elf-like girl from taking any further steps.

"..."

"Oh~ Bai, I will be sad if you do this."

Although she said she was sad, the girl tilted her head with a smile on her delicate face, and the hair on her forehead swayed gently with her movements.

Her beautiful eyes seemed to see through the person in front of her. The twinkling pink color was like starlight, conveying her thoughts with a sincere charm.

But the sharp blade was never retracted. When facing that face, Bai Mo's eyes, which should have been gentle and uneasy, were now full of hostility.

"I don't want to make any more mistakes, and I don't want to doubt Alicia."

"But... Alicia is dead."

"Hmm~?" Placing one hand on her chest, the girl met the hostility in the eyes of the person in front of her with a curious look.

There was no change in emotion. If there was any change, it was just that his gaze became softer and his questions were excited and curious.

"Is that what Shiro thinks? Then... can you tell Alysia why Shiro is so sure of this?"

"I don't see any sadness in your eyes."

Yeah, no sadness.

Bai Mo's voice was firm and decisive.

Even Alicia would feel sad.

Maybe she won't show it, but it doesn't mean she doesn't have it.

Or maybe she is the one who feels the most, but she will never show her sadness. What she wants is always to bring hope to others.

But there was no sadness in the eyes of the person in front of him.

"... "

"Bai, I've already gone to meet the others."

"??"

The sharp blade in Bai Mo's hand paused.

"Like I said just now, I came a little late and was unable to see Qianjie for the last time."

At this moment, Alicia's voice was very soft, without the naughty teasing and energetic curiosity of the past.

Of course, I didn't become depressed either.

She just seemed to be comforting an uneasy child, facing Bai Mo, calming the fire that was gradually beating in her heart.