Anime: Ashura from Killing Akame

Looking at the boy's slightly immature face, which is not even as old as mine.

Chelsea hit him mercilessly: "You are so arrogant."

"You don't believe it?" Tatsumi raised his eyebrows.

"Do not believe."

"Time will prove everything."

He didn't think that a few words could change Chelsea.

After all, seeds will not bloom and bear fruit immediately just because of a few words.

but.

As long as the seeds are planted, sooner or later the day will come when they bloom and bear fruit.

......

It is difficult for two people with different subjective ideas to communicate with each other.

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

Time seemed to stop flowing.

Only the slowly moving black clouds in the sky tell us that time is passing by bit by bit.

Chelsea hugged her calves with both hands, her pretty face illuminated by the firelight, reflecting a hint of melancholy.

"Death is not scary." She suddenly said: "What is scary is the loneliness of being alive to the end with no one around you."

"Tatsumi, have you ever experienced that kind of loneliness?"

She turned her gaze towards Tatsumi.

“I have tried another kind of solitude.”

Chelsea looked at Tatsumi, waiting for what would happen next.

Tatsumi groaned for a moment, "A kind of loneliness that is out of tune with the world."

This is the loneliness unique to time travelers.

A modern soul, a life in another world.

He somewhat missed those days on Earth.

Not to mention that he is wealthy, but he wears a yellow robe and eats delicious food every day.

In my spare time, I open my mobile phone and watch all kinds of people in the world, posing and making coquettish gestures, which is so joyful.

Before I knew it, it had been more than half a year since I traveled through time.

Widow Liu...are you doing okay?

In the days when I'm away.

Will there be someone else to replace me and become your new plumber to take care of Dudu?

Even if there is, I can't do anything.

Thinking of this, Tatsumi became depressed.

I am not born, but I am old.

Sad, helpless, bitter...

"Tatsumi, are you okay..."

Noticing the complex emotions on Tatsumi's face, Chelsea seemed to feel empathy.

I squatted beside him and patted his back gently, trying to give him some comfort in my own way.

She didn't know what Tatsumi was thinking, but judging from his expression, it must be something very painful and hard to forget.

Chelsea has always believed that although Tatsumi is very powerful, he looks young and has not experienced the cruel reality, so he can say such ambitious words.

But now looking at Tatsumi's face full of vicissitudes.

Chelsea suddenly realized that her thoughts might be too simple and superficial.

Perhaps, Tatsumi is not as calm as he seems on the surface, and he has experienced a past that is more cruel and painful than one can imagine.

Like myself, those memories are like scars engraved in my heart, sometimes reappearing in dreams, reminding me of the pain of the past.

Chelsea stayed beside Tatsumi silently and said nothing.

Only by experiencing it personally can you understand that some past events cannot be smoothed over with words.

Under this starry sky, the two figures are closely attached to each other.

......

After a long time.

Tatsumi finally pulled himself out of the warm yet slightly sad memories brought by Widow Liu.

I let out a breath, wanting to keep that beautiful memory deep in my heart.

At this moment, he felt the warm hand on his back and Chelsea's caring eyes.

Smiled: "Thank you."

"It's okay. Everyone has an unforgettable past."

As Chelsea watched Tatsumi's face regain its calm, she suddenly felt a strong desire to understand what he was thinking.

After hesitating for a moment, she asked quietly, "Tatsumi, can you tell me about your past?"

Hearing this, Tatsumi sighed, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"A gambling father, a sick mother, a sister who attends a private school, a broken childhood sweetheart..."

Chelsea shuddered.

I didn't expect Tatsumi's past to be so tragic.

The memories of broken families and sick loved ones are heartbreaking just to hear.

Chelsea suddenly thought.

Tatsumi may not have even experienced a complete childhood.

In comparison, she felt that although her childhood was not wealthy, it was at least happy.

To get to where he is today, Tatsumi must have gone through a lot of unknown hardships and struggles.

Ever since.

Under the night.

One person is responsible for talking nonsense, and the other is responsible for listening carefully.

......

After chatting for a long time, Tatsumi stopped talking.

It’s not that I don’t want to talk anymore, it’s that I can’t continue the conversation.

"It's time to go back."

He said.

"Hmm..." Chelsea was still somewhat immersed in the emo mood.

Seeing this, Tatsumi grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the ground: "Is it useful to be sad? What can it change?"

"Adjusting your mindset and facing the future is what you need to do now, understand?"

Holding Chelsea's shoulders and shaking her, Tatsumi felt a little guilty.

After all, he was the one who passed on the negative emotions to Chelsea...

How can people living in an era of information scarcity withstand the vicissitudes of the world driven by big data information?

This is not.

Chelsea is emo.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Although Chelsea says she has no feelings, she is still very sentimental inside.

Otherwise, this woman who always talks about cherishing her life would not have died after only two episodes.

"Sorry, I was a little out of control."

"By the way, Tatsumi, does what you said before still count?"

"What?"

"Protect everyone in Night Raid..."

"Count."

The two walked on the path back to the base, the moonlight shining on them, adding a sense of mystery and romance to this quiet night.

Chelsea suddenly grabbed Tatsumi's hand and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Keep your word, you must protect us and survive to the end!"

Her grip was tight.

It was as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would suddenly break the appointment and disappear.

"Will do."