Mid-March, weekend.
Several weeks had passed, and Eve Nightburn had somewhat adapted to her new life, albeit reluctantly.
Although life had become a bit abstract, it could still be considered a smooth landing.
She had gotten to know most of her classmates by now, but with so many people, Eve still found it easy to forget a few names.
As someone without a social circle, she certainly couldn’t match the homeroom teacher’s ability to remember everyone’s names in just one day.
In fact, with a bit of practice or effort, this ability could be developed.
But as for Eve…
She had already been spoiled.
After all, laziness is human nature, and at least Eve had always felt human.
As for other people’s opinions (gossip), Eve didn’t care at all!
Eve’s past efforts were forced; without striving, she simply couldn’t survive!
Unfortunately, she hadn’t applied to the Habsburg Academy of Arts because she couldn’t.
If Eve had a choice, perhaps her ceiling of effort could have been a bit higher.
But obviously, in reality, that wasn’t possible!
However, what era is it now? If we’re still considering the Fourth Empire, that’s somewhat laughable.
Eve walked alone in the wetland park, the spring breeze brushing through her hair, soft and pleasant.
Walking by the river, the azure water occasionally reflected her figure, as if she were the same person living in different worlds.
“This feeling is still the best~”
Eve was content with her current state, with no one disturbing her. This was the most suitable state for Eve.
Although Eve often said she hoped for companionship and felt she might fear loneliness deep down.
But Eve grew up in such an environment; loneliness was her true mother.
This was the feeling Eve was most familiar with, even if she hated it, even if it was suffocating, only this could prove she was herself.
Like a newborn child called a big idiot by their mother.
Even if they understood the term was bad, they would still bind themselves to it as they grew up, because only by proving they were related to this term would the child feel they were themselves.
Because it was the first symbol, the first mark on the blank sheet of everyone’s life.
And loneliness was Eve’s mark.
It was a symbol without strokes, an empty white, no symbol, which was Eve’s greatest life symbol.
Nothing was carved, yet it became the core stroke of her destiny.
This was Eve’s loneliness. She was wrapped in blankness, she wanted to escape it, but ultimately found she could no longer separate.
Walking on this bustling path, although a few people occasionally glanced at her, at least no one had come up to trouble her yet.
This was actually quite good.
After all, desire is the most normal thing in life; a world without lust would lead to extinction!
Like the giant panda, whose short mating period has nearly led to their extinction!
So, life should still praise Lord Asmontis.
Eve understood this, so she wouldn’t trouble these adults.
Of course, Eve wouldn’t say she was once a member of this army!
Although she isn’t now… but that wasn’t by her choice.
Because she was completely forced!
Thinking of this, Eve looked down at her clearly visible feet…
So why are they so flat?
Even though she’s a girl now, couldn’t she have a bit more?
Looking at her barren flat chest, Eve always felt it wasn’t even an A-cup.
But then again, if what that Chief Medical Officer said was reliable, then she was indeed asking for too much.
After all, she couldn’t expect a nine-year-old girl to have much.
“Forget it, forget it, give me a couple more years! I won’t be this flat, straight, can’t even fill an A-cup ridiculous loli anymore!”
From then on, Eve had a little dream (daydream) of becoming a beautiful girl.
There’s a well-known underworld saying, how does it go?
Eve remembered: A woman looks down and sees her feet—flat.
This phrase was used by those silly netizens for online dating, to test if the other person was a woman, and those who didn’t understand would easily fall for it.
After all, a little loli wouldn’t be dating, and if a woman was this flat, it would be quite a letdown.
Of course, the main use of this phrase was to test boys who liked to dress as girls~
Clearly, now, she was the embodiment of this saying…
Although she was quite curious about this body in the first few days, over time, she got bored.
Eve found a park bench to sit on, unscrewed her energy drink, took a couple of sips, then looked at the clouds in the sky.
“What do you think, wouldn’t it be great if every day was this leisurely?”
Eve asked the clouds, wondering what they thought.
But obviously, the clouds had done their best~
If the clouds could understand Eve’s question, they would surely say: I have no brain, no mouth, I can’t answer at all!
“Forget it…” Eve felt silly, she could actually ask such a question.
Without some serious issues, would anyone really ask such a question?
Eve left the bench and walked to the center of the Magpie Immortal Bridge.
She originally wanted to overlook the river from the highest point of the arch bridge, but found she was only slightly taller than the guardrail.
Actually, what Eve couldn’t see was that she was 7 centimeters taller than the bridge’s guardrail!
Not just a little bit!
Of which, 5 centimeters were contributed by the great ahoge~
Disappointed, Eve left the Magpie Immortal Bridge and went straight to the riverbank.
Eve reached out and touched the river water, the cold sensation immediately sharpened her mental state.
“So refreshing!” Eve said, then scooped some water and splashed it on her face, giving herself a wash.
For no other reason than the comfortable and refreshing feeling.
After all, the park’s river water was treated, with a high safety factor, even drinking it directly wouldn’t be a big problem.
This was also thanks to the Divine Continent’s century-long environmental management and the long-term commitment to high-quality development.
“Huh? What’s this?”
Just after washing her face, Eve suddenly saw something long and red floating by the river.
Eve picked it up, it looked like a chrysanthemum petal, but… do chrysanthemums bloom in spring?
…
Well, it’s not impossible.
After all, with today’s technology, plants have already settled on the moon with cats and dogs, so why can’t chrysanthemums bloom in spring?
“But… why is this petal red?”
Eve, being a country bumpkin, had never seen a red chrysanthemum, after all, she was just a rural girl, how much could she know?
At most, she only knew about yellow chrysanthemums.
“But… it’s quite novel!”
Eve, now intrigued by the red chrysanthemum, decided to go see this spring-blooming red chrysanthemum.
“By the way, how are these words even combined?”
Eve mocked herself, realizing her lack of knowledge, that Chinese could be combined like this.
After mocking herself, Eve stood up from the riverbank, stretched: “No time to waste, follow the river, let’s go!”
“I want to see the red chrysanthemum!”
