[Code Geass] Irregular 300

Chapter 300 – Extraversion. Witch’s Name

C.C., Who went upstairs to avoid the living room, realized that no one had talked about which room to use yet. He had rooms along a long hallway, and he had a hard time choosing which way to go.

“I’ve never cared about that.”

C.C was talking to himself when no one was listening, and he opened the door closest to the stairs and entered. As you can see from the living room, each room seemed to be well organized. Because the room C.C was in was clean without a single speck of dust. There was a small, antique-looking lamp on the side table next to the large bed. It seemed to be a stand. I thought it would be nice to turn it on and read a book before going to bed at night. There was also a simple dressing table. The floor was carpeted with antique patterns.

It’s a pretty nice room. C.C was satisfied with the quality of the room, took off his shoes and jumped into bed. I’m tired, I might regret being with Woojin’s group a little. They couldn’t see C.C. Alone. C.C, who is alone, seems to be stepped on in the eyes, because he tried to have a conversation somehow when he saw him alone. The people she chatted with to please her were the C.C.S she had met so many times over the hundreds of years, that she liked the leisurely time alone to contemplate. She just doesn’t understand her surroundings.

In that respect, this room was to C.C’s liking. When I closed the door to the room, I couldn’t hear anything. You need white noise. C.C., Deciding that, went to her window and pulled back the curtains and opened her window. She gave me a wonderful view out of the window. It was nice to see the villa’s garden at a glance, but the leaves of an oak tree that grew close to the villa were trembling right in front of the open window.

Maybe something like bugs could come in, just to look nice, but C.C. Wasn’t the type to even bother with that. If you can’t stand it, you can ask Woo-jin or someone else to change her room. Or cut off tree branches.

A fresh breeze came in through the open window. The first was a breeze that I really liked. But soon C.C. Frowned on her. Narvik is a port city. Being close to the sea, I could feel the salt in the wind. It was a wind that would become damp if left open for a long time.

“This is nothing.”

C.C told her past herself that she just wanted to get in the mood, and eventually she closed the window. She seemed to like to look outside and heal herself with the window open.

C.C, who collapsed on her bed because she had nothing to do, recalled Woojin’s wives who had been inviting her to this and that earlier. Thanks. Thank you, but that’s a bit of a no-brainer.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve been in Sword Breaker, being alone like this without making a sound. C.C. Was uneasy. Even in Sword Breaker, he was a stranger himself. C.C. He wanted to remain a stranger. A stranger he could leave at any time. When he notified that he was leaving at any time, the other party could only nod his head, a stranger who could not be forced to. In the past, when I broke up with Mao, that wasn’t the case. C.C gave Mao her affection, and Mao gave C.C her love. In a situation where each of them gave each other a piece of their heart, in order for one person to leave the other, they had to take back a piece of their heart. C.C took the jeong from Mao. So he could leave.

And how much hurt the breakup gave to C.C.

People at Sword Breaker basically liked C.C. He respects rather than likes. Most of the crew members were like that. With the exception of Karen and Lirina, no one treated C.C.

They didn’t let C.C. If it was like before, it would have been possible to cut it a little more calmly. ‘Cause you won’t die anyway Even if one day they all die of old age, he will remain. Because C.C doesn’t take pleasure in the parting that is given and left at will.

But now it was different. As per C.C’s wishes, she is now capable of dying. If Woo-jin hadn’t asked her to live her own life, C.C. Would have volunteered right away. In fact, she is willing to do it even now. Something to know about request fulfillment. If C.C just dies, then Woo-jin won’t have a chance to use her hand.

But C.C. Did not do that. He was the one who betrayed Ugin, sent him to prison, and made Yuffie, Lirina, and Biretta suffer. Woo-jin did not take revenge on himself. He was rather persuasive. He figured out what kind of style he was, and eventually persuaded him with a conversation that suited his style. C.C’s fault for ignoring him and signing a contract with him was right, but in the end C.C was forgiven by Woo-jin, signed a contract with him, and joined the Sword Breaker.

C.C was already soaked in Sword Breaker, Woojin’s wives, and Woojin.

What C.C is afraid of is not that he is afraid of the situation where he ends up breaking up because he doesn’t get along well in Sword Breaker. Now, C.C was no longer confident enough to endure solitude.

Because she became human.

Has a lifespan can get old You can make a family and live happily. Death? He wanted to die in the past, but C.C, who had a proper lifespan and was able to live a life, no longer wanted to die. He wanted to live a new life. It feels like the life that I have never lived, that was suspended indefinitely at the age of 16, has been replayed again. He couldn’t help but wonder how he would change 10 or 20 years from now. Before throwing away the code, I wasn’t even inspired by that part.

Because the old C.C was C.C 50 years ago, and C.C was also C.C 100 years ago.

It’s different now. Today’s self is not tomorrow’s self. The day after tomorrow, the next day, and the next day, C.C will continue to be a new person.

There is no other way to know that joy. Only C.C, her, is the supreme and pure joy that only she can realize. Development, regression, evolution, elimination. It didn’t matter anyway. Her life has been moving somewhere since the moment she abandoned the code. The end would probably be death, but it was a completely different situation from her life where she got the code and didn’t move.

I want someone to see me change. It doesn’t change if no one is there. Can’t change Because someone observes C.C., The changes made to C.C. Have meaning.

C.C’s new life. I had a vague fear of going somewhere else and starting over. I hated being separated from the people I was with, and I was afraid to start meeting new people again. Life has become both a blessing and a curse for C.C. It wasn’t a big deal when I was spending time alone. The feeling of loneliness. Because C.C. Was always lonely in a big sense in the time that lasted forever. For hundreds of years, the only emotion that stayed with C.C. Was loneliness.

Not now. I was afraid of solitude. The feeling of loneliness was still familiar to C.C. The spirit, worn out and weathered in the hundreds of years of time, longed for solitude. But when she got a new life, C.C. Instinctively noticed that her worn out spirit would no longer be able to withstand solitude.

Because time is finite and not infinite.

All emotions are not forever. Any feelings faded over time. Solitude was different. Her solitude, her solitude ever since she got her code has always followed her. In the hundreds of years she spent, her true companion was none other than solitude.

“Ha…”

C.C. Sighed. It is a very weak situation. He seemed to be going insane. No one else here could accurately judge her state of mind.
Because even she was confused whether the concept of life that her Woo-jin had gifted her was a curse or a blessing.

Do you want to die or do you want to live?

Was she herself such an indecisive person?

When she regains hope that she can live, she becomes afraid of death. Is she herself a selfish woman?

C.C’s spirit was wandering like a bupyeongcho. Being unsure of anything is just as dangerous. A typhoon is blowing in the sea, and she feels like she is being swept away by house-sized waves without even having an anchor.

What should I do?

Knock. Knock.

[C.C? There is?”

C.C jumped up at the sudden knocking sound. I didn’t want to show my weak side to anyone. The voice that came from outside the door was Woojin. He is the one who brought blessings to himself. He is the one who chained himself to the hell called life.

A grateful and hateful person.

“There is.”

C.C.’S voice had no pitch. I’m still not sure how to treat her Woojin. For more than half a year, she couldn’t decide on her attitude towards Woo-jin. Her tone became stiff when dealing with Woo-jin, naturally.

Click.

The door is open.

Woojin carefully opened the door and entered. C.C looked at Woojin who entered her room with a resolute gaze. Woojin also had a serious expression.

“Sit here.”

C.C sat down on the bed and glanced at the chair next to the bed. Her Ugin nodded her head and sat down.

A strange silence settled in her room.