After that, the green-haired girl went off to the side by herself and started drawing circles alone, while Fang Zheng didn't care and just picked up his personal terminal to start playing a game.
"What's wrong with her?"
Asuna asked curiously, looking at the green-haired girl squatting in the corner, and Fang Zheng shrugged.
"What else? She's scared."
"Scared? But didn't she want to die?"
"Pretentious."
Fang Zheng sneered at Asuna's inquiry.
"People who don't die want to die because they can't die. Supposedly, the things you can't get are the most precious, so they lament endlessly. I could tell right away she didn't really want to die. If she really wanted, it'd be easy—jump into a volcano, all would be over, or take a spaceship and bungee towards the Sun; she'd not survive even if she wanted to. Instead, she insists on this melodramatic 'seeking death'—it's just pretentious nonsense from being too full."
