Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

Sakura put down the cursed blade and looked around. The moonlight had clearly shifted, shining behind her.

Sakura had an impression that it was the road to the village.

Tonight's road seemed no longer so boring. With something to look forward to in her heart, loneliness was bearable.

Compared to before, Sakura's steps became lighter, like a nimble deer in the forest, shuttling through the quiet woods.

"It seems a bit far. Let's run."

Because she had been away from the village for too long, if she kept walking, it would take a very long time.

Although in the long loneliness, Sakura had long since developed great patience, but today, she didn't want to wait another minute, another second.

The cold limbs gradually warmed up. Under the clear moonlight, a stream of cherry-pink light was like a tangible evening wind, gently drifting into the distance.

After a long time, Sakura stopped at the entrance of the village.

The moonlight was almost unreservedly sprinkled on a small house inside.

How much time had passed in this world? Sakura didn't know. It could be decades, or hundreds, or thousands of years.

This was the only change.

The moment she was about to step into the village, Sakura paused for a few seconds and tidied up her disheveled clothes.

After everything was ready, Sakura slowly walked into the village and moved towards the house bathed in the moonlight.

Creak—

The door was opened, and a large amount of dust rushed towards her.

Sakura closed her eyes, blocked the dust with her hand, and waved it away.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

"You are...?"

Inside the house, a sunny and cheerful boy stood inside, casting a curious gaze at her.

She had found her own kind, a living person.

Li Mo's question was not answered with words. Almost in an instant, Sakura flashed in front of Li Mo, her hands tightly wrapped around him, but realizing she had used too much force, she quickly lightened her grip a little.

"This is great..."

"This is great..."

Sakura cried with joy, kneeling on the ground, her beautiful face rubbing against Li Mo's shoulder, her voice particularly agitated.

She was finally no longer alone.

Li Mo was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly, and placed his hand on Sakura's shoulder, patting it gently.

Feeling the slight tremble of Sakura's delicate body made Li Mo even more confused.

This dream was too realistic.

But what surprised Li Mo even more was that he actually knew he was dreaming, and his cognition was very clear now. Not to say it was like in reality, but it was not much different.

A hazy feeling lingered in his head. It seemed that as long as he was willing, he could wake up immediately.

"Don't cry... you're making me feel very guilty."

"I'm sorry..."

Sakura immediately apologized. This was not a conditioned reflex.

She didn't want the other party to be angry and then leave, leaving her alone here again.

The two hugged for a long time before Sakura reluctantly stood up and looked at the person in front of her.

The memories of the past came one after another. She had met the other party several times in reality, and the other party had helped her with some small things.

But that was no longer important. She no longer had much feeling for the past reality.

Sakura only knew that Li Mo, who had appeared in this world, was the proof that she felt alive.

"My name is Li Mo. What about you? You look a lot like a friend I know. But... that was a long time ago. She has been missing for a long time. Like you, she is a very beautiful girl. To be honest, I was quite moved when I first saw her. I think... she would look as beautiful as you when she grows up," Li Mo said naturally, his eyes revealing a sense of nostalgia.

And the real Li Mo was sleeping, subconsciously thinking that this was a dream, so he spoke without any scruples.

Sakura pursed her lips and asked tentatively, "Is her name Sakura? Does she also have a younger sister named Rin?"

Li Mo asked with a stunned expression, "How do you know? Wait, you look like..."

Li Mo walked closer, approached Sakura, and observed her carefully. At first glance, he only felt familiar, but the more he looked, the more he felt that she looked like her.

The only difference was that the tender little girl of eleven or twelve years old had now grown up to be graceful and elegant. No... it was not an exaggeration to say that she had a graceful charm. She had already surpassed the scope of a young girl, and was more like a twenty-something Sakura.

But it had only been three years since she went missing. Even if girls matured early, it was impossible to mature into this appearance.

She was too much of a onee-san.

"Sakura?"

"Mmm, it's me."

The two looked at each other and confirmed each other's identity.

This time it was Li Mo's turn to be dumbfounded. He didn't expect to see the grown-up Sakura in a dream. This figure... hiss, much more eye-catching than that little girl Rin.

In three years, Rin hadn't grown much; she still looked like a child.

No, that's not the point. The point is, why am I seeing Sakura in my dream?

Unsure, Li Mo reached out and pinched Sakura's cheek to confirm its reality.

Logically, there should be no tactile experience in a dream. Even if there was, one could easily distinguish between reality and illusion.

After all, the brain couldn't fully simulate the transmission of certain electrical signals while dreaming.

Sakura didn't dodge, letting Li Mo's hand rub her face.

"..."

So soft.

So bouncy.

"..."

Is this for real? For real?

Li Mo's gaze shifted slightly downward. Sakura blushed a little at the sight.

If it were her from the past, her modern sensibilities would have surely made Li Mo back off and not make such rude gestures.

But now...

Sakura took the initiative to reach out, holding Li Mo's right wrist with both hands and slowly moving it towards her chest, finally stopping it in mid-air.

"If Mo-kun wishes, you don't have to consider my feelings. Just do as you please..."

After she spoke, Li Mo stood there like a wooden chicken, dumbfounded.

Feeling she hadn't said enough, Sakura added, "Anything..."

She wasn't lying. After wandering in a world without people for so long, etiquette, propriety, righteousness, and morality were meaningless to someone deeply sunk in nothingness.

Here, there would be no one standing on a moral high ground to point fingers and condemn. Here, there would be no tedious rules or social customs. Here, there was equality, freedom, and no taboos.

This was a land of nothingness, where even death had been stripped away.

As long as Li Mo could stay, she was willing to do anything. Or rather... she looked forward to Li Mo interacting with her, no matter what he did.

"Forget, forget it. Rin will kill me if she finds out. Although this is a dream, I swore that I wouldn't get another girlfriend before bringing you home."

Li Mo tried to pull his hand back, but Sakura's strength was too great. Even with all his youthful vigor, he couldn't pull it out.

Damn, this is ridiculous. My male dignity is gone.

No, wait, I'm only fourteen. It's normal to be weaker than an adult woman!

Hearing Rin's name, Sakura's expression soured. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she gripped Li Mo's hand even tighter.

"Rin? You swore an oath to her..."

"Yes! Yes!" Li Mo quickly explained. He had a feeling that there was something not quite right with the Sakura before him, a certain pressure he couldn't put his finger on.

"You've been missing for three years. That day, Sister Beichen brought Rin home, and since then, the three of us have been living together. Sister Beichen's health has gotten really bad, she barely goes out. Rin and I are in our second year of junior high. Don't worry, Rin's grades are great, but she's missed you a lot all these years. Sister Beichen said you'd come back, it's just a matter of time."

After hearing this, Sakura's expression remained unchanged as she continued to press, "Did she say when I would be back?"

Li Mo hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should lie to get by, since it was just a dream anyway.

But since it's a dream, who cares about bluffing? What's wrong with telling the truth?

Do I still have to be meek and submissive in a dream?!

"I'm not sure about the specific time, but she gave a rough estimate. I think she was joking. After all, a human lifespan is only a few short decades. The long-lived are just over a hundred. How could someone live for thousands, tens of thousands of years? Right?"

"Don't worry, the United Government is conducting a full-scale operation recently, and the Far East is on the list. I asked Sister Beichen to get the list of all eligible personnel. We might find you soon. Then we can all go home and reunite with Rin. Let me tell you, Rin has changed a lot, you absolutely can't imagine! And, and, she's won all sorts of city-wide competition awards. How about that? As her older sister, aren't you proud of her?"

Li Mo spoke excitedly. The next second, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. His hand was being squeezed by Sakura.

With a "thump," Li Mo was pushed onto the floor by Sakura.

Pink hair scattered messily on the ground, nose to nose, their faces were practically touching.

Li Mo could clearly hear Sakura's breathing, feel the warmth of her breath, the faint scent of cherry blossoms, and the smell of blood...

In the dim environment, Sakura's eyes turned blood-red as she stared intently at Li Mo.

All these strange phenomena left Li Mo in awe.

A little exciting, but not scary.

What the hell? What kind of novels have I been reading lately to dream of such a scene? I'm guilty. If Rin found out, she would definitely give me a disdainful look and mock me!

Sakura: "Mo-kun, please don't mention other people's names when we're alone, not Beichen, not Rin..."

"You only need to look at Sakura, just look at me. I can do anything for you, whether it's something others can do, or something others can't do, Sakura can do it for you..."

After speaking, Sakura sat on Li Mo, preventing him from getting up.

Under the bright moonlight, the cherry blossom tree in the middle of the village suddenly bloomed, its pink hue shimmering with the pure white moonlight.

Li Mo gritted his teeth.

Just as Sakura was about to make her next move, Li Mo suddenly disappeared from his spot. Her body, with Li Mo gone from beneath it, fell to the ground with a "thud."

The excited smile vanished in an instant, replaced by terror.

"Mo-kun? Mo-kun??"

Sakura started calling Li Mo's name, but received no reply.

The moonlight returned to its original state, no longer pouring into the house, its color much paler.

"Don't go! Don't go!!"

Sakura picked up the cursed blade and hacked wildly, reducing the tables, wooden beds, wardrobes... all the things that could be used for hiding inside the room to splinters.

But it was all useless.

The house was destroyed by Sakura and collapsed with a roar.

The wooden beams and roof tiles fell, leaving countless bruises and wounds on Sakura's body. Bright red blood flowed into the cracks of the ruined building.

Sakura's eyes were hollow. She knelt in the ruins, most of her face covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

A light rain began to fall from the sky, as if mocking the pitiful person.

The raindrops fell, getting heavier and heavier, eventually forming a silver torrent that washed away the blood in the crevices and extinguished the girl's last shred of fantasy.

Sakura's lips moved. She wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't, like a mute, opening her mouth but unable to make a sound.

Why did Mo-kun leave...

I could do anything for him...

Even abandoning my personality is fine. I don't care about self-respect, morality, or ethics...

He could have molded me into his favorite form. I was willing to change...

Was I not good enough...

What do I have to do to make him stay... to make him come back to me again...

Did I do something wrong to make him leave...

What did I do wrong...

I just...

don't want to live in this world alone anymore...

Sakura tilted her head up. The cold rainwater felt like icicles on her skin, hitting her wounds.

Despair and helplessness enveloped her heart. Chains wrapped around her heart, locking it tight.

She was alone again.

How long would she have to wait now...

How far would she have to walk...

How long would she have to wander...

Am I going to walk in this world... forever...

A withered leaf fell, brushing past her cheek.

On the autumn roadside, there were the glowing eyes of lovers, the warm breath from a child's mouth, and the helpless smiles of adults standing by.

Some memories involuntarily surfaced, and emotions quickly filled her.

But gradually, those colorful pictures began to fade, and all sorts of emotions soured.

The rain stopped and started again, the sun set and rose again.

She couldn't feel hunger, nor could she feel the passage of time.

Sakura was like a withered weed, standing in the middle of a desolate ruin, unnoticed by anyone. Time stood at the zenith, looking on with ridicule, occasionally snickering.

This world is full of illusions, only pain never lies.

Over the long passage of time, Sakura got used to sleeplessness. She began to forget her childhood memories, then the names and concepts of things, and finally, the identities of the people she knew in her many memories.

Losing herself, losing her past, her mentality irreversibly deteriorated to a pathological degree.

After an unknown amount of time, Sakura closed her eyes, slowly raised her pale hand, and gently caressed her own cheek. It was as if Li Mo had never left, still sitting in front of her, carefully touching her body...

But what was fake was ultimately fake. This world was full of illusions.

Sakura pointed the cursed blade at her own heart and, this time, stabbed it in without a moment's hesitation.

If everything could be redone, then... after she died and restarted, she would only have to wait for a long time before she could see him again...

However, the cruel reality shattered her pitiful fantasy.

Her pierced body healed rapidly. The cursed blade plunged into her body did not trigger its rule, did not swallow her like it would a ghost.

She was the host of the cursed blade.

"..."

This world had rejected her death.

In reality, Li Mo woke up from his sleep with a start. He sat up, gasping for breath, and touched his forehead. It was covered in cold sweat.