Chapter 101: The One Who Seeks

Confirming the airship carrying Pakunoda and the others had landed on the rocky mountain peak, and confirming the four had already disembarked, I ordered the airship carrying Kurapika and the others to land as well.

As the airship landed, Kurapika pulled the Chain to make Chrollo walk outside, but before he could do so, Killua shouted at him.

"Hey! Are you sure you're going alone? At least take Senritsu with you, so we can make sure Sora and Gon aren't being controlled!"

We had already discussed it and decided that only Kurapika would come to the hostage exchange, but at the last minute, an unconvinced Killua muttered a protest, and Kurapika quietly shook his head. Why he decided he would be the only one present.

"No, regarding that phone call earlier, Senritsu let me push myself too hard. Even if that weren't the case, Senritsu's ability is very poor against 'her', and it would be meaningless anyway. She doesn't know what that is, so let it be." Meaningless.

"And you all, it's too late now, but don't show up again and provide them with information. Watching them from the airship is enough."

I had already agreed to that.

Admittedly it was late now, but even so, if there was no need to appear, it was better not to appear at all, and Senritsu was still frightened by the heartbeat of "her" she heard over the phone, covering her face with both hands and covering her ears. I knew it would be cruel to order you to listen to "her" heartbeat again, because I had been doing it all along.

However, although Killua agreed with all of Kurapika's statements, he still did not believe the most basic premise that convinced them.

That is why I glared at Kurapika and pushed it toward him.

"... Really," that "isn't fake, isn't being controlled by someone!?"

In the end, Kurapika did not explain "her" to Killua and Leorio.

Kurapika himself knew nothing about "her," so there was no way to explain, but even if Chrollo tried to explain within the scope of his own understanding, it would just get in the way.

Kurapika's lineage meant he could not leave Chrollo, so he used this as a reason to say directly: "I will tell him when he returns."

Of course, both of them knew this was information that should not be shared in front of Chrollo, but even so, "she," who showed such an obviously "different" part, even if fake, was controlled. I had no reason to doubt.

"I know you suspect me."

"'She' is certainly not Sora. It's someone else. However, this corpse is definitely Sora, and it doesn't look like it's being controlled by the Brigade. Honestly, I don't understand who 'that' is or what the situation is either... but this is certain."

I asked the same thing over and over, and I had to say the answer.

Killua continued to stare at Kurapika for a while, but seeing Sora's actions at the airport made it impossible for him, no matter how much he worried about who that person was or what Sora was doing. I knew, most annoyingly, there would be none.

Kurapika was optimistic, without any basis, knowing he would never say "I am not fake, I am not being controlled," so in the end he gave up, snorted, and told him to continue.

Kurapika said a few words to his small back, turned his back to him, and started walking.

"—No matter what the opponent is, no matter who it is, I will definitely take it back."

Killua responded to Kurapika's words.

"Don't state the obvious," he said.

Hearing this, Kurapika's expression softened slightly, he replied "Yes," and then opened the door.

Seeing "her" wearing a red coat, with flowing white hair, standing on a steep cliff where not a single plant grew, seemed unreal.

To that extent, although the appearance itself should not have changed at all, even for Sora it was enough to say he was peerless, but "she" was on a different level.

If there was a "her" with the beautiful smile of a Goddess, regardless of the background, it was already an artwork themed around a Goddess, and that world was unreal.

But it was never heaven.

Like flowers, like stars, like the moon, like Jewels, like spring cherry blossoms, like the summer blue sky, like autumn leaves, like winter snow, the beauty of this world. Everything, the brilliance and purity of a girl in love, the compassionate Goddess smile of a virgin, were all polluted and decayed. If she saw someone broken, stolen, lost, and dead, then she could not be heaven.

Witnessing the "eyes," I confirmed once again what I knew; the more I could not give up, the more I was reminded of despair by "her" eyes.

Those eyes pointed at Kurapika; "she" was not Sora.

For a moment, Kurapika's face hurt terribly, and Gon looked at him in pain, but the person who made him like that just smiled calmly.

It was not a smirk enjoying Kurapika's despair, but a smile full of love.

Her smile seemed to contradict the despair of giving up, but it coincided with the hope that there was still enough hope for despair, and the hope that there was still life in this world.

This was completely different from Sora, who gave up everything and could only give up.

Just as Sora and "she" were different, I was also absolutely different from "her."

I did not give up. I could not give up.

Even if the opponent was a god or something more mysterious than that, Kurapika had a "hope," which was also the Heavy weight that plunged him into despair; he would definitely take Sora back, and Kurapika became a "Goddess." The scarlet eyes asked.

"And Gon... I'm sure it's 'Shiki Sora'."

"Yes. Nice to meet you again. I am Sora Shikiori."

Facing Kurapika's confirmation, "Sora," instead of Pakunoda who brought the hostages, answered with an innocent smile.

Both Pakunoda and Kurapika frowned uncomfortably, but they probably understood that it was useless to say anything to "her," so they continued to talk until they were satisfied.

However, even if this woman, Sora, was a different person, here we could see again the angle that made us believe she was the same person.

"I can talk to you later, so let me talk to you."

Kurapika and Boyuetian smiled, not quite understanding what "she" was saying, and even Gon and Hisoka, who were waiting quietly behind the hostages for the hostage exchange to end, showed expressions of doubt. Around her mouth.

Immediately after, her fingertips cut something off, and "she" greeted with a smile again.

"Nice to meet you, Chrollo Lucilfer."

"—Are you the 'Goddess' from the Prophecy?"

Chrollo responded to the Goddess's words, and Kurapika widened his eyes in surprise, looking back at the battle.

Kurapika's Chain disappeared from the Chain Jail, and the Chain covered his mouth, preventing him from speaking until the hostage exchange was over.

Even after confirming that the chains binding Chrollo's movements and the Nen Blade embedded in his heart were intact, Kurapika's vigilance and impatience did not disappear.

Apparently, through this action, he cut or disabled the chain on his mouth in order to talk to Chrollo. He did not realize his ability had been partially canceled until Chrollo responded to the word "her."

Since Kurapika knew of the existence of annihilation, Kurapika naturally had insurance; when his "Nen" was invalidated, he could feel it even if the discarded target was far away from him.

However, even though it was connected with his own Finger, Kurapika could not feel it at all.

Kurapika's ability, along with the insurance, was killed by his life; even if he was convinced that he and Sora were different people, he was even more of a stranger than Karna. Even if I understood, I still couldn't believe "her" role... I couldn't help but believe "her" was God.

What's more, Kurapika's hope that he "would definitely find her back" added to the weight of the bottomless despair Kurapika had fallen into, but even so, he got rid of the worst redemption of "resignation" that even a Goddess held, and suppressed his heart. Thinking impatiently. Let them run.

Should I order "her" and Chrollo to shut up, or should I let "her" do as I originally thought until she was satisfied? I didn't notice Kurapika there.

Pakunoda and Gon, who knew the meaning behind Chrollo's "Prophecy," looked at Chrollo with lukewarm eyes.

And not even Chrollo himself realized that his subordinates and children were looking at him with that kind of gaze.

Far from noticing, he didn't even notice Pakunoda and Gon, as well as Kurapika, who was glaring at him desperately, even more vigilant than inside the vehicle and the airship, and even Hisoka, who had appeared among them for some unknown reason.

From the moment he saw her at the airport, he only saw "her."

I cannot see it.

In my mind, I realized that I had made a big mistake in the meaning of the Prophecy.

I realized that this did not mean that this Phantom Troupe would be destroyed by this "Goddess."

The dominant position was shaken.

Chrollo now has no room left.

The reason he clumsily forgot that he was the "Leader of the Phantom Troupe" and did not reach out to approach "her" to seek her existence was simply because he was bound by Kurapika and unable to move.

I just want it.

I want to get rid of everything I have and throw it away.

If you get it, you will definitely get what you threw away and discarded.

Even for things that cannot be Recapture, I firmly believe that this is not an isolated case.

I don't know who they are. However, I understand.

What Chrollo wants is not Sora Shikiori, nor the magic eyes she possesses, but the furthest end of the magic eyes that have always been sleeping in the Abyss of Sora.

Chrollo finally understands that he wants this Goddess, the void, "".

And I am sure that everything I have been looking for so far is in this "".

There is no reason. Like a thief, like the Phantom Troupe Spider, this is just a premonition as a Leader, but it is beyond doubt.

"... Hey, Chrollo."

Just like Chrollo's love, it is passionate, but it is definitely not love. Asking that to melt away and fall into meaningless omniscience.

Just like when I asked Gon, Pakunoda, and Hisoka on the airship, the omniscient but not omnipotent Goddess seeks an answer she cannot understand because she is omniscient. Eliminate despair, asking only with pure doubt.

"You... me... what do you intend to do with..."

I asked the greedy and single-minded thief.

"Your intuition is right. Everything you want to know and want to know... here it is. Because they all came from here."

——But that is why... "there is nothing there."

What you want, what you want, what you want, what you want to know, everything is there, and only then will all your goals be realized and completed.

... Hey, what do you mean?

You have already achieved all your goals, you have learned everything you wanted to know, because you have obtained everything, so you have nothing to do, you have lost the meaning of what you have obtained. Then what exactly are you doing? Doing?"

Pakunoda opened her mouth to shout "Don't say unnecessary things!" to stop the Goddess's words, but it didn't come out.

What the Goddess has insisted on from the beginning is not a lie, "I have no intention of doing anything to Chrollo, I don't care."

"She" must have really wanted to ask, but it seems that if they ask themselves, they will know the answer.

That is why I think this might be a word for the Phantom Troupe in a sense, "abandoning 'me'."

Of course, this is just the result, and I am quite sure that "Sora" had no such intention.

But even so, Pakunoda certainly has expectations.

Abandoning the word "Sora."

Because for the Leader, this Goddess is the final destination of all things; if he obtains "her," everything will end. Life after losing the meaning of life, the reason for wanting to live, is nothing more than breathing and heartbeat.

I hope and expect the Leader to abandon his obsession with this Goddess and suggest that he lose the meaning of life in the shortest possible time.

However, the Leader said, Chrollo Lucilfer is far from common sense, but he is also not good at giving up, just like Kurapika and Sora.

"Phantom Troupe, Spider, for the sake of survival, I would even throw that away." He is the one who sets the rules, he is a person who can abandon everything without hesitation for the sake of things he does not want to give up.

"Without any meaning?"

Chrollo grinned at the questions, words, and Suggestion of "Sora."

He was not laughing because of saying something irrelevant, but because he was genuinely amused by being told something stupid, which is the omniscience that Pakunoda and the others cannot speak of. I said to the Goddess, "Answer."

"How is that?"

Responding to Chrollo's reply, not only Pakunoda, but Gon, who had been looking at Chrollo alternately with Chrollo and "Sora," became more suspicious than cautious about Chrollo's appearance, and Kurapika, until the end of the story, was self-indulgent, and even Hisoka, who wanted to remain silent, widened his eyes as if this provocative remark was unexpected.

However, Chrollo ignored the reactions of those around him and continued to speak.

Chrollo, who only saw "Sora," told "Sora" the answer.

To "her" who told him, "This has no meaning," he replied, "I know."

"Ah. That's right. Just like you said, if I just obtain you, living has no meaning. Because I have obtained the meaning of everything I want, it will become worthless and meaningless.

But what is it? Just like you said, if you have no choice but to complete it after reaching your goal, then complete it.

Since I was born, as long as I am alive, I cannot Escape. Even if you don't complete your purpose, the time will surely come.

But what is it? Are the process and the result always a set?"

Needless to say, Chrollo understood the Suggestion of "Sora."

He concluded that even if he didn't have "her," there was no way to Escape, and he laughed.

"The ending is the same, whether I get you or not, one day I will die. Not just me, but this world too.

Therefore, the process and the result should be considered separately. I just chose to look for you, something to fill my emptiness, instead of choosing to do nothing, if doing anything would lead to the same result. Yes. Even if it means accelerating my end, even if the emptiness I fill disappears and becomes meaningless, I wish I could only believe in 'meaning' while I look at it. If you wake up from the illusion and believe that everything in this world is meaningless, then there is nothing to look forward to, so you won't have any regrets about the ending, which is convenient.

Needless to say, I knew from the beginning that no matter what kind of 'process' I chose, the 'result' of the life 'process' would lead to 'meaninglessness.' This is a new story.

That is why I want everything in that 'process.' I demand everything. The only reason I want you is this."

Chrollo's assertion left everyone except "Sora" dumbfounded.

I don't know whether to respect him and say he has virtue, or say that he feels it is too Extreme, so I was shocked by him, but even so, this is a rather terrifying conclusion, just saying: "It's too late." Even I couldn't speak.

"...... You did not find meaning, but accepted meaninglessness."

Oh my, "I, I am merely requesting..."

Sora, the only one who did not lose speech, muttered to himself with a smile.

Wearing a smile even more beautiful and profound than the smiles of the three who chose not to answer because they could not provide an "answer" inside the Airship.

Irredeemable despair was once again imprinted in those azure eyes.

And to Gon, that despair seemed to grow deeper, as did his smile.

Those eyes expected nothing; they could not hold onto hope; they knew everything was already too late; they had given up and were in despair, so their emotions did not waver at all. Who knew what "she" was? What was she thinking? No one knew.

I am certain that "she" herself does not know either.

Even if one were omniscient, it could not be known by the mindless "Sora."

This is why this is merely Gon's intuition.

In Gon's view, Sora was just a little sad.

Although her eyes were filled with despair because she had no expectations, Gon's hope was shattered, and Gon seemed somewhat disappointed and sad.

It was as if she were sad about the affirmation of "meaninglessness" she had ordered.

Finally, in the end, she seemed disappointed in Chrollo for not finding "meaning" in himself.

"...... How much despairing 'result' do you think you have created for that complacent, illusory 'process'!?"

However, Gon's thoughts were interrupted by Kurapika's voice. Kurapika was ready to launch an attack at any moment. Kurapika understood Chrollo's unexpectedly open-minded claim and hurriedly shouted: "Kurapika!" knotted.

Sure enough, amidst the anxiety that Sora had truly fallen asleep and might not necessarily wake up, Gon's voice somehow dissuaded him.

It was too mysterious; no matter how hard I tried, I could not imagine what I wanted to do, what I wanted to say, or what would happen if I stopped. Lowering his rapid breathing, despite shouting loudly from the side, Chrollo did not turn his gaze or attention toward Kurapika.

The fact that he only saw "the sky" ignited Kurapika's anger.

"Pakunoda! Begin the hostage Exchange!!"

In order not to vent his anger on Chrollo in some way, and not to ruin the "hostage Exchange" that had finally reached this point, Kurapika announced to Pakunoda, even though he was more than half aware that he was in despair.

As for Pakunoda, if Kurapika showed his bad habits and Chrollo was killed, he would have no face to let the members left at the hideout see, so he decided to return this extremely troublesome Goddess as soon as possible. Of course, regarding Chrollo, I thought to myself: "Do not say any more unnecessary words!"

Pakunoda pushed the two toward Kurapika, and Kurapika used chains to bind Chrollo, letting them walk toward Pakunoda.

After confirming that the two had not been under Manipulation in the original plan, Chrollo's ability was under Seal, so he was not a target that truly needed to be guarded against, so I intended to undo the chains at this point, but "Sora." Looking at his obsession with him, he seemed to have lost the will to release the binding until "the sky" returned to his hands.

And Pakunoda also trusted Chrollo; while his ability was under Seal, he would not try to provoke him because he truly wanted "her," but he could only say he was in a state of infatuation. When I saw it, I could not say "impossible," so I was not satisfied with what Kurapika had done.

Fortunately, Chrollo lived up to Pakunoda's trust and seemed not to have done anything unnecessary.

It was the Goddess who remained unmoved.

"Chrollo. As thanks for your answer, I will give you a Prophecy."

"The sky" said, and we brushed past each other.

Hearing this, Chrollo did not look back, but stopped.

"...... Hmm. I do not want to rely on a Prophecy for the time being, because I am keenly aware that it might be better if I know nothing about it right now."

"Well, do not say that; I am neither an intangible 'Prophecy' nor a 'fixed' thing that can be killed, but a true 'Prophecy'."

Kurapika forgot that the other party had the function of a "Goddess" herself, or was preparing to turn the "Goddess" into an enemy. "What are you doing! Come quickly!" Gon also pulled Sora's hand, trying to force him to walk, but Sora ignored Kurapika's words, and the hand that should have grabbed him slid across Gon's palm.

And "she" spoke a true "Prophecy."

"You and I only have one chance to meet...... Let me see what you are going to grab with those hands that are searching."

"!"

Hearing "the sky's" "Prophecy," Chrollo turned around.

However, the Goddess who should have been behind him was not there.

Instead, seeing Gon and Kurapika with wide eyes, as if saying "I cannot believe it," I could not help but feel a bit dazed.

He did not expect that Pakunoda and Hisoka behind him were also staring blankly with wide eyes.

Only Chrollo had turned around until just now and had not seen "her," so he had not noticed.

"She" disappeared the moment she spoke the Prophecy to Chrollo.

No one knew when it disappeared. On the contrary, even if it happened a few seconds ago, even if I was really there, my memory was blurry.

"What are you doing? Are you not going home?"

And the person who made everyone except Chrollo unable to understand or even panic, except for the unnecessary parts, was still the same as Sora, and made comments that did not understand the atmosphere.

Behind Kurapika, "she" suddenly jumped out from the Airship cabin door and shouted at Kurapika and Gon in a strange tone.

Kurapika glared at the Sora who was in a completely different direction from Sora and protested with her gaze, but "she" did not look at Kurapika at all. He did nothing, just smiled at that man. Searching for the empty Abyss that could see through his own body.

"See you in a while, Chrollo." Pandora's box Elpis "It aims to" see you at the Ark Arc.

Even if she smiled, her eyes would not change.

I can understand the result, I cannot even find meaning or value in the process.

After "she" finished speaking, she turned around, her eyes full of despair, realizing that she had given up everything and could not finish it alone.

Kurapika clicked his tongue in wonder when he saw "Sora" returning to the Airship alone, and Gon hurried over.

Chrollo, Pakunoda, and Hisoka, who released them, simply said: "The deal is done."

Seeing that he did not see the Brigade at all was a bit annoying, but even if he brought Sora instead of "the sky," Kurapika would definitely not see the Brigade.

On the contrary, looking back at the memories she read about Sora and her two children, Pakunoda felt a sense of relief, a bit out of focus; it would have been better if she had not been put in the mosquito net in the sky, which made her want to vomit sugar.

"...... Ah, perhaps the commander's 'advantage of wavering' is not the leader of the Phantom Troupe, but Chrollo himself?"

Pakunoda looked at the Airship, Kurapika and the others went far away, her gaze slightly distant, Hisoka looked at the Airship and opened his mouth.

Sora, Pakunoda, and Gon did not explain Chrollo's Prophecy to Hisoka, but at that moment, the Phantom Troupe, we have Hisoka, who has the flexibility and speed to convert the content into a Prophecy that can firmly remember Yorknew, seemed to have guessed the correct interpretation of the Prophecy from Chrollo's obsession with "the sky."

Perhaps not wanting to talk to the traitor, Boyuetian just glared at Hisoka and did not answer the question, but the captain continued to look at the Airship with eyes completely different from theirs. I protected it, it was completely useless.

"Isn't Chrollo being very serious, and isn't it a poor match with Illumi?"

As proof, Hisoka chuckled and said some things that might have angered Chrollo and Illumi if he weren't running a fever.

Pakunoda said that Chrollo's obsession with the "Sky" was far from a romantic feeling, just that his desire for various Treasures had concentrated on the Goddess who would end it all. He headed straight back to the airship that brought them.

Seeing this, Hisoka asked, "Oh, aren't you going to stop me?", but Pakunoda looked exhausted, turned back wearily and said, "You cannot kill the Captain," I tell you.

Hisoka took this statement as trust in Chrollo.

Before the long-awaited treat of "Taiman and Chrollo," he seemed less happy than Chrollo was before the "Goddess of the Sky," and I didn't even notice the revenge for the betrayal.

Thus, Hisoka said to Chrollo, while Chrollo was still staring at the airship that was already the size of a pea, as if he had forgotten their existence.

"Chrollo, I know you miss your beloved Goddess, but I don't know if you will soon become my partner."

Being called out, Chrollo finally turned his gaze.

Hisoka looked at me with his eyes, as if saying, "What is wrong with you, are you there?".

Somewhere, it went without saying, so I didn't want you to say it.

"I have been waiting for this moment, now, fight or Luo."

Suppressing the boiling part, "It's still early," Hisoka invited Chrollo to take off his clothes.

This didn't make any sense. Only the top was removed. I just exposed my true identity.

"I joined this Brigade, no, the reason I pretended to join was because of this moment."

I no longer need this kind of thing.

While saying this, he tore off the Tattoo of the twelve-legged Spider with the number 4 on his back, just like a sticker.

There is no metaphor, it was just a tattoo sticker.

With Hisoka's ability, he peeled off the fake Uzuki that served as proof of friendship from the calendar.

"This is no longer a Split, so there is no enryo, fight or you can—"

Hisoka pointed it out to him, and Chrollo, whose heart was still in the direction of the Goddess, finally opened his eyes wide and cast his gaze toward Hisoka.

Then, a few seconds later, he began to laugh softly.

"Hoo... Kuku, so that's how it is. If I'm not a member, I can talk. I can't beat you."

"?"

Fortunately, his thoughts finally turned to himself, but Hisoka's eyes did not have a relaxed smile; instead, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Chrollo, who laughed from the bottom of his heart and said something funny.

Finally, Hisoka was able to reveal the truth.

"Rather than saying that, I'll say you aren't worthy of fighting. Chain Bastard, after my heart was pierced by a chain called Judgment Chain, I couldn't use my Nen Ability at all."

"..."

Chrollo's reply was that he was probably stronger than the average person, but he was not in a state to fight an ability user; it seems you don't know the Chain Bastard's ability.

The target of the anger over that follow-up attack was not the person who attacked him, nor was it Kurapika, who knew his purpose but sealed his ability without telling him, but this "now," that "future" was something I had already determined when I was on the airship, but he only told me a "future" destined never to arrive, that heartless evil Goddess. Rice field.

"... Chrollo, you cannot talk about Illumi."

Or rather, "she" is my favorite, and Sora's taste is much worse than my favorite.

"Forget it. I'm not looking for appearance or personality, just its 'function'."

So at the very least, perhaps because he knew he was a lecher, perhaps because Hisoka could tolerate other people's bad taste, he gave Chrollo the impression that he was too rude to Illumi with a strange, eccentric expression unusual for Hisoka. I answered like that, and Chrollo also calmed down a bit from the exchange with Hisoka, and he said a terrible excuse, it's better not to do that.

"How should I put it, it sounds like pure love for the body, what a terrible reason."

After saying "Don't tell me," Hisoka picked up the jacket she had taken off and returned to the airship.

At the time, I blew up the opponent who had lost interest, just in case.

"Then, do your best to recover your ability as soon as possible."

"If you go Jajanken, I will enjoy Sora with the Goddess."

Needless to say, Chrollo knew he wanted to die anyway, and he also wanted to get rid of the feelings placed on him as soon as possible.

However, the purpose and reason for doing so was absolutely to obtain the beloved Goddess; Hisoka, I didn't even have any thoughts.

This annoyed me so much that I was stripped of my self as the "Phantom Troupe Leader," to the point that I couldn't put myself in a dominant position. In this situation, he pointed out that even Hisoka was an existence that could be destroyed, engraving his existence so that he would not forget.

"... Oh."

Responding to Hisoka's words, Chrollo covered his mouth with his hand and laughed again.

Taking one last look, Hisoka returned to the airship.

Hisoka understood that her words were meaningless.

Chrollo hardly cared about what he said. I don't care.

I know I haven't seen Hisoka, nor have I heard Hisoka's words.

From now on, Chrollo will certainly not look at anyone, including the people of the Brigade.

No matter who I look at, I will see that Goddess behind them and seek her.

But this might be a new thing.

From the very beginning, Chrollo must have already seen and sought the deepest Abyss, the Root of that person's birth and return, no matter who he looked at.

It had just turned into the clear form of "Shiki Sora."

"... Once... once. I should lament that it was only once, but... it is already enough."

"If it is determined that you will appear before me again, then I will not let you escape again."

Laughing as he spoke, Chrollo was no longer in front of me, but I always referred to the thing closest to me as "Death" rather than "her."

"Ah, I will show you. I will definitely catch you."

"On the other hand, 【Pandora's Box Elpis】 is not enough. Everything about you, the hope 【Elpis】 will also be uncovered, exposed, and taken away—"

The name of the heat residing in those eyes is obsession.

A burning desire different from romantic feelings.

However, even if it cannot be called "romance," it can still be called "love."

Even though I know the place I am reaching for is "", the name of the feeling I am desperately searching for must be correct, no matter how dirty and selfish it is.

A desire intense enough to distort reality.

This must be love."