[Comprehensive] BE saves the world

The darkened theater disappeared before their eyes.El-Melloi II's vision blurred, and he realized that he had returned to the second floor of the maze.A woman in a white cassock is staring at them quietly from a distance with a gentle smile.

"Second sg, you should have got it soon." She bent her eyes slightly, and her tone was almost certain.

El-Melloi II raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows, feeling that his brain, stuffed with too much information, was about to explode.

"Let's say we have a direction." He sighed deeply, "I want to ask you a question, is that okay?"

Kiara leaned slightly, stretched out a hand, and made an elegant gesture: "Please."

El-Melloi II lowered his head, took out a thin cigar from the cigarette case in his coat pocket, cut it open with a knife, struck a match, and lit himself.His emerald green pupils were as cold as winter cedars behind the light of the matches.

"You tell me this, do you want me to hate her, or like her?" he asked.

"It's that kind..." Kiara Saseiin smiled ambiguously, "Girls' minds are very complicated. When you say 'I hope you hate me', what you think in your heart is 'Please don't hate me', saying "I like you", but what I think in my heart is "I really want to kill you like this". So, do you like it or hate it? Do you want you to like it or hope you hate it? Which do you think?"

"...I really hate your habit of using rhetorical questions instead of answers." El-Melloi II smoked a cigar expressionlessly, "That means you have both."

"Oh?" Kiara Sesshoin raised his eyebrows amusedly.

"Not denying any of them means acknowledging each of them." El-Melloi II smoked a cigar and said lightly, "I hope I hate her so that I won't get close to her and won't hurt her; I hope that if I like her, I will understand her and achieve her goal... Really, a cunning woman."

"Which one are you talking about?" Saiseiin Kiara smiled like a lotus flower in the sky, and turned his head slightly, "Are you talking about me or her?"

El-Melloi II's brows were furrowed more and more unhappily: "Both of you. Ah, occasionally I want students who are not so troublesome."

The man scratched his long hair a little irritably, and the right hand holding the five-stop mind was shining faintly, which was a sign of sensing SG.

Seeing this, the smile on Seshoin Kiara's face became even wider, like a flower in full bloom, exuding an irreplaceable charm and temptation, exuding a seductive sweet fragrance.

"Looks like you already know," she said.

"Ah." The man responded briefly, "The second sg is obvious—it is [good at calculating]."

When the woman in white with the horn of Mara heard the words, she leaned forward as if interested, and pretended to be listening attentively.However, after seeing her like this, the man's expression became more and more unhappy. He took down the cigar and exhaled a long blue smoke.

Across the hazy smoke, El-Melloi II stared at Seshouin Kiara.

"First of all, she always knew exactly what she wanted to do. Second, she never told anyone what she wanted to do until I found out. In all the memories, she showed a clear planning."

When he said this, El-Melloi II almost wanted to sigh.

"She chose the method that could bring the most favorability, she chose the method that could get the most benefit, and she decided from the beginning which way she was going to go. She watched everyone's reactions and thought about what they could do in the future. What came in handy in her plan, planning encounter after encounter, she has been using various means to gain their affection. As I have seen, and as she herself knows, she is A completely different, calculating girl than she's shown."

"People who are not good at calculating, can't come up with a plan like 'heart for heart'."

Kiara Saseiin laughed happily.

"Although the child always says that she is a fool, it doesn't mean that she has no plan and doesn't know how to calculate others. She is very good at it, maybe it should be said that she is a little too good at it. Only the truth is the most credible Only true feelings can deceive the true heart, and it is very rare for a child like her to know how to get other people's feelings. That can be said to be an amazing instinct. "

"A fool who is good at calculating is still a fool."

El-Melloi II said coldly.

"Oh?" Kiara showed a surprised look, "I thought you would at least give her an A? There are very few students who perform so well."

El-Melloi II twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile: "Don't be kidding, I won't even give her a c for this level of performance.

"You are too strict." The woman complained half-truthfully.

"Good at calculating? Maybe that's the case." El-Melloi II said lightly, "Because he is good at calculating, he cannot accept that he cannot get the best ending; because he is good at calculating, he always thinks that what he does is not good enough; because I am good at calculating, so no matter what happens, I think it is my fault...Because I am good at calculating, I no longer trust my own feelings."

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"Hey, let me ask you, you fools who are good at calculating, in fact, the person you least believe in... No, the feeling you least believe in is your own feelings, right?"

he asked calmly.

——Because he is good at calculating, he doesn't trust himself.

——Because he is good at calculating, he doesn't trust his own feelings.

——Because I don’t believe in myself or my own feelings, I can’t even believe other people’s feelings towards me.

How ridiculous.

Obviously it is to be loved that all kinds of calculations are made.In the end, it became impossible to believe anything because of too many calculations.

Even if I have tried my best and I have done well enough, such a simple and basic fact has become unbelievable.

Am I really not being lazy?Did I really not make excuses for myself?Is there really nothing else I can do?

Thinking about these questions over and over again, thinking that in the end there will only be negative answers.

- I should do better.

——I should have another way.

—So, all the tragedies are my fault.

Being good at calculating is a kind of ability.

It is a lie to be good at calculating.

I overestimated my abilities, so I couldn't see clearly my own narrowness and incompetence.

Weaving too many true lies, so I can no longer believe in myself.

"You asked me before, where is the 'real me', right?"

El-Melloi II looked directly at the woman's face, and calmly and decisively threw out his answer.

"'The real me' is a false proposition. Being good at calculating is also a part of the real you. If you look at it apart from the calculating, you can’t see the real you. Being good at calculating is only a part of you, it never means the whole you."

"Pretty sophistry," said the woman, smiling.

"Do you think this is sophistry?" El-Melloi II said coldly.

"What else?" The woman chuckled, "It's obvious that the real me doesn't exist in lies, and it's obvious that true emotions don't exist in calculations."

"That's why I say you're an idiot."

El-Melloi II sighed for a long time. With a cigar in his mouth, he took off his glasses and wiped them before putting them back on the bridge of his nose. Through the magic eyes, his pale green eyes almost helplessly looked at woman in white.

"There is no man who can't tell a lie, lady, just as there is no feeling without calculation," he said.

"Everyone is lying, lady, even I lie about one sentence out of ten. Everyone is trying to present a better version of themselves to others, and everyone is playing another version of themselves—at least one ——The me as El-Melloi II and the me as Weber Velvet are the real me, and there is nothing false."

Having said that, El-Melloi II took another deep breath before he could continue.

"As for feelings, there are calculations in any relationship. It is human nature to want to behave better in front of those we care about. It's like I really want to pinch your neck and scold you very much now, and I really want to Beat your head open to see what's inside, and I really want to kick your ass with my boots. It's best to kick you out of this messy inner world... But I still have to be patient It’s like trying to reason with you here.”

El-Melloi II smoked the last cigar, dropped the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it out with his boots.

Then, he raised his head, tried his best to restrain the shame and heat that were almost rushing to the top of his head, and spoke his sincere words in a (for the time being) calm tone.

"Because I don't want to be hated by you, lady. Now do you understand? It is human nature to observe and calculate in relationships. Women are even more masters in this regard. This is nothing special, it is very Usually... there is nothing to be ashamed of. The closer people are, the more they lie to each other. Every sweet word of people who love each other is full of calculated lies. Sweet words are exchanged for a kiss, and vows are exchanged for each other. Temporary peace of mind, it's not mean, lady."

Watching the golden light slowly emerging from Kiara's chest, it is the symbol of sg emerging.El-Melloi II paused for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"Calculation is not shameful, nor is it your fault."

"The feelings and love you give are all true, and that's enough."

"There are times in life when deception is necessary and hurt is inevitable."

When it came to the end, his tone also added a bit of sternness.

"Since you are an idiot, follow the idiot's way and survive with your chest up and your head up."