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Samsara Games: Very Easy! – Chapter 193

2024-04-28 06:00:00Publish Time: 72 views
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Chapter 193: Emotion Hotline, Emotionless

Speaking of this, it's already a dead end.

The boat of friendship turns as instructed.

Kokonohana Nori also realized that her emotions were becoming heated.

But it's always like this, conflicting values inevitably lead to this outcome, and they just happen to have a personality that doesn't know how to compromise.

Kurosawa Yaka stared at her friend who had changed a lot but made no progress over the past decade.

She even skipped her anger and simply said quietly, "Being submissive and servile, you speak well... You should say it to our ancestors and let them praise your courage in braving all obstacles."

She didn't want to say much, so she stood up and walked towards the door, standing at the doorway. "You have integrity, you have self-respect, you are great, you are radiant, but I don't have these... I just want to heal and save people, that's all."

"Why do you believe so?" Kokonohana Nori asked, taking a step closer. She didn't want the conversation to end abruptly. "You were clearly the same as me before."

"Because it's a covenant."

"But it's also a restraint!"

"Are you determined to argue with me?" Kurosawa furrowed her brow.

"I just want you to understand..." Kokonohana Nori said, "You could have stayed at the shrine, and together we would surely find a solution."

"It can't be found, fool." Kurosawa smiled gently, her gaze tender as if caring for a younger generation, like looking at a naive child of a landlord. "You still don't understand a simple truth until now."

"The so-called freedom is in itself a false proposition. People, while bound by the law, are also protected by the law."

"Covenants are the same. You think you are bound, but at the same time, you are also protected by it."

"You see it as a burden, while I see it as an honor."

Kurosawa Yaka interpreted her own understanding.

"No, it's not right, you... it's not right." Kokonohana shook her head. "Like this... it's not what the shrine represents."

"Indeed, it's not." Kurosawa Yaka knew it well. "They cannot accept this interpretation, and I can understand. If you can't understand me, then it's your own problem."

"Our ancestors left behind a piece of advice."

'We are lost souls drifting in the new era, unable to abandon or forget the past. For us, freedom is an unbearable luxury."

"You want to embrace the ocean, but never abandon the ship beneath your feet. Without it, you won't be able to face the storms of the ocean."

"You will understand sooner or later..."

Doctor Kurosawa looked at the time. "Hmm, it's time for work."

She waved her hand and bid farewell to Kokonohana Nori, saying, "The wagashi tasted good. I'll buy from this shop next time. People don't have to come, the gifts can be delivered."

Kokonowa couldn't help but laugh or cry for a while.

She sighed softly, "It seems that she doesn't have a good solution either. Whether it's faith or golden resin, they are hurdles that cannot be avoided."

In the visualized scene.

"Have you been overexerting yourself? After staying here for so long, you've faded."

"Faded?" Hokusinn Kichyō hadn't even noticed, she looked at her body, "It seems like I really have faded."

This fading is in a physical sense, like a colorful photo turning into black and white.

Her kimono had already turned into a monotonous black and white, previously a vibrant mix of purple and red.

"Perhaps your mental energy has been overly depleted from dying too many times." Yagyū Simozi advised, "You should log off and rest."

"...Fine." Hokusinn Kichyō was clearly still a bit unwilling.

"What are you so anxious about?" Yagyū Simozi asked, not understanding, "Is your family trying to find you a marriage through martial arts competition?"

"'The Ming Country rarely seeks marriage through martial arts competitions." Hokusinn Kichyō admired Simozi's imagination, "I'm just... feeling a bit frustrated."

"Want to hear about it?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"...Because you'll laugh uncontrollably in my face, with cheeks red and a dazed look."

"Hokusinn Kichyō said, "I'm hanging up."

As she woke up from the real world, she was kneeling in the center of the quiet room. As soon as she stood up, her movements transformed. Her mind felt heavy and her spirit was excessively drained. Weary, she rubbed her legs, which had become numb and sore from kneeling for a long time.

Hokusinn Kichyō was in a bad mood, naturally because she overheard the conversation between her father and Bai Wei.

She couldn't think of what to do, and her inner frustration grew, so she vented her frustration on the little monsters.

But she soon realized it was just an escape.

Back in her dorm room, she looked at herself in the mirror, her face inherited from her mother, slightly embellished, radiating otherworldly beauty.

Even beneath the thin clothing, her body had also been trained in moderation over the years.

She didn't know where else she could improve. Both her physical and mental capabilities were already at their limits, but that person still didn't pay attention to her.

Perhaps it was because she was a white plum blossom blossoming in the country of East Edo, and not a peony from the Ming Country.

This actually made her unwilling to accept it.

She had the confidence that she would definitely not lose. As she thought about it more, she became more frustrated. She challenged herself alone.

After being frustrated for a while, she opened her computer. By chance, she received an email, which was from Miss White Cloud.

'Lately, I've been feeling a bit down about my interpersonal relationships. Although I have a reserved personality and prefer to keep a certain distance, it's still disheartening to be deliberately pushed away by others. Even if there are reasons behind such behavior, it can be quite frustrating, and avoiding the issue isn't a solution. That's why I wanted to ask if Miss Hokusinn has had similar experiences and if she has any insights on understanding human nature and mastering interpersonal relationships?'

Hokusinn Kichyō propped her chin with her fingers and said, "I didn't expect that Miss Yun Wuxin would also have such concerns. She usually gives me the impression of having high emotional intelligence, but it turns out that she also faces difficulties. Is it true that it's easier to see things clearly as an observer?"

She sighed as well and said, "I have encountered many unsolvable problems myself, but it seems that Miss Yun Wuxin's issue is even more troublesome than mine... I haven't faced many obstacles in interpersonal relationships."

After all, I didn't have many friends in the past, which is quite sad to say. But that's how it is in the world of the nobles. The only one who could be considered a friend is Yagyū Simozi, it seems. At first, we were hostile towards each other, but it was only after Miss Yun Wuxin's suggestion that we realized how to get along.

She pondered for a moment, opened her computer, and began to compose a reply.

Yun Wuxin opened the email as soon as she received it. As an immortal, Sakurai Shiru's candid words struck a chord with her.

'Dear White Cloud, I believe that to address your concerns, it's necessary to analyze them in the context of specific situations. However, since this also involves personal privacy, I won't pry too much. In order to handle interpersonal relationships reasonably, I actually think that the answer is often surprisingly simple... you just need to make the other person like you.'

'Regardless of who the other person is, whether a man or a woman, as long as they recognize your presence and hold a favorable impression of you, maintaining a friendly attitude, then all problems can be easily resolved.'

Yun Wuxin blinked. "To like?"

She pondered for a moment and realized that it might be true. From childhood to adulthood, there were few people who didn't like her, even if they pretended not to notice or deliberately displayed an arrogant attitude, their hearts concealed feelings of closeness. However, due to her identity as an immortal, she didn't have many long-lasting friendships since she was young. The only person she was close to was her biological sister, Xue Hanlei, whom she had only come to know well after arriving in Yingzhou.

But to make Bai Wei like her? It's a bit difficult... With her face that bears a striking resemblance to her sister's, even Bai Wei's ability to maintain rationality and not go crazy, not punch someone with incredible force, or deliberately unleash a barrage of punches, already showed extreme restraint.

After being bitten by a snake when she was young, how many people could still like snakes as creatures?

She scrolled the mouse wheel and continued reading.

'However, how to make someone like you is a difficult problem, and I've been troubled by it as well. If you have any good suggestions, feel free to share them, and let's discuss together.'

Yun Wuxin twirled her white hair around her finger, saying, "This is too difficult for me."

Xue Hanlei leaned in closer, asking, "What's the matter?"

Yun Wuxin asked, "Have you been in love before?"

Xue Hanlei proudly replied, "Sister, I have outstanding beauty that is hard to resist. I've received dozens of love letters!"

"So?"

"But I love studying, so I haven't had any relationships."

"..." Yun Wuxin's ethereal eyes were filled with sympathy and sadness.

"Don't look at me with that disdainful expression. You're not in a relationship either, right?"

"So I'm also disgusted with myself... sigh, why do I have to be so good-looking? It would be better if I had a different face."

"..." Xue Hanlei stayed silent for a moment before saying, "Although I've never been in love, I still know how to make others have a favorable impression of me."

"For example?"

"You know the drawbridge effect?"

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