Cheng Zili is a holy father through and through.
If you say this to him, he will only smile indifferently: "The bound skill card [Rose Development Manual] instigates me to make friends - or kill people, just for the teacher... I have no choice. Of course, I prefer to be kind to others than the latter."
Orange is a very cute fruit. Take a bite and the juice will burst into your face.
If you say this to him, a trace of blush will appear on his face, and he will pretend to be serious and explain to you: "There are no fruits like oranges in Nightmare Game... Wild oranges can only appear in subtropical evergreen broad-leaved forests. There is no similar area here."
Dawn is beautiful and gives people more hope than dusk.
If you tell him this, he will look into the distance with a little sadness, where... Is the sun that never sets in the land of dusk. Cheng Zili remained silent. He was remembering the taste of the lamb chops he cooked a long time ago, but now he could no longer remember how to cook them. Too long.
He will inherit everyone's hope and sustenance, become the savior, and use his prosperous life to love the world generously, even if the years bully each other with desolation and harshness.
Even though his true love and teacher have long been washed away by time.
PS: "Welcome to the Nightmare Game" is expected to be a fic of 50,000 words, BE.
Concept: lust and deceit.