Kamen Rider I am Ankh

The next day, Fengji first went to get a special violin, and then wandered around with the violin.

However, when it came to the evening, Fengzhi did not meet the real night.

However, when Fengji returned home, he saw Mahya making tea there with Fengji’s tea set.

“Wait for you for a day, you are only coming back now, you are really a ‘wanderer’.” Mahaya didn’t look up at Kazeji.

The corners of Fengji’s mouth twitched when he saw Masaya’s appearance, but when he saw Mahya’s use of tea sets, he immediately became angry.

“You stop me!” Fengzhi almost roared out.

“What’s wrong?” Ma Ye was a little strange, and looked up at Kazeji.

“That’s not how tea sets are used.” Fengji was so angry that he messed up his hair.

“Weren’t you like that yesterday?” Zhenye looked innocent.

Fengzhi’s hand trembled a little, and said directly: “You stop first, I’ll come.” ”

“Ugh.” Seeing Fengzhi’s attitude, Mahaya did not continue to hold the tea set.

Fengji washed the tea set again before starting to prepare.

“Are you ready?!” Masaya looked at the violin next to Kazeji.

“Ah, let someone else deserve, after all, not specifically for yourself.” Kazeji replied as he made a move.

“Lala look, the tea or something will be put first, you Lala will see first.” Mahaya opened the box, took out the violin, and put it in front of Kazeji.

“Pull first?” Kazeji put down the tea set.

“Well, art is arguably the most worthy thing among human beings, isn’t it?” Mahaya smiled.

Fengzhi nodded and took the violin: “You are right, completely agree.” ”

“But tea is also an art.” Fengji put down the violin first and continued to prepare tea.

“Is that so? In my opinion, music, painting, these are art. Ma Ye sat down and watched Kazeji prepare.

“Really?” Kazeji raised an eyebrow.

“What do you think?” Zhenye glanced at Fengzhi with a smile.

“As a disciple of Stradivarius, you don’t know for yourself, but the violin should be the best art in your eyes.” Kazeji prepared tea and poured a cup for Masaya.

Zhenye took the teacup and took a sip: “It’s different from yesterday.” ”

“Hearts are different.” Kazeji himself took a sip.

“Heart? Is that so? “True night to continue tasting.

“You should know this kind of thing better than I do.” Kazeji shrugged.

“Na, Lala look, let me enjoy your music.” Ma Ye looked at the violin.

“You really can’t be idle.” Fengzhi put down the teacup a little helplessly.

“Is that me? It’s you, you want a violin of your own. Mahaya smiled.

“Can’t talk about you.” Fengji smiled helplessly.

Kazeji didn’t say much nonsense either, picked up the violin and began to play a song of strange grace.

After Fengji finished pulling, Fengji found that Mahaya didn’t know when he was next to him.

“Perfect, your music can infect people, but your violin is much worse, sure enough, you need a violin of your own.” Masaya touched Kazeji’s hand.

Kazeji raised an eyebrow: “Oh. ”

“These hands create this sound.” Mahaya looked at Kazeji’s hands with an appreciative expression.

Feng Zhi looked at her like this, and couldn’t help but withdraw his hands.

“Is it really that good that I pull?” The corner of Fengji’s mouth twitched.

“Of course, although you are still much worse than those celebrities, but in recent years, the music you play can touch my heart, I really can’t believe that you, an old antique, can pull out this kind of song, and it’s not human.” I don’t know if I’m mocking or laughing at myself.

“I’m just eight hundred years ago, what old antique? You don’t have to mention it all the time. Fengzhi repeatedly mentioned this matter to her, a little helpless.

“I’m only a little older, you’re not an antique, what?” Ma Ye looked at Kazeji with a smile.

“It’s young people.” Fuji put the violin down.

“Young man? Is it? Youngster! “True night playfully looked at Fengji.

“Forget it, don’t say these boring words, let’s talk about it, what kind of violin are you going to make me?” Kazeji felt that the topic was going to be taken away by Manight.

“I see, then, start tomorrow, in terms of materials, prepare yourself.” Mahaya smiled.

Then, True Night turned away, leaving black rose petals again.

“If you do this every time, you have to waste time cleaning.” Kazeji frowned and looked at the black rose petals on the ground.

However, Fengji immediately thought of another thing.

“Materials…” Kazeji looked at the ceiling.

“What to choose?” Wind governance is a little difficult.

“Or rather, that’s okay.” Fengzhi suddenly thought of something.

Next, Kazeji made a call and asked people to get ready tomorrow and send it here.

“Zhenye, I hope you don’t disappoint me, after all, I have such a hobby.” Kazeji fell asleep.

The next day, Fengji had already drunk tea at home until about ten o’clock, and he came here at night.

“Wait a long time.” Ma Ye came over with a smile.

When Kazeji saw Mayaka, his eyelids jumped, and his fingers tapped on the table.

“It’s not long, it’s just a few hours.” Kazeji showed a smile that was uglier than crying at Maha.

Seeing Fengzhi’s appearance, Zhenye couldn’t help but cough: “I’m sorry, my son Taiya is late because he needs my care, but I have already arranged things, and the next time, let’s spend it well.” ”

“Hmm.” Kazeji finally got what he wanted.

Seeing Fengzhi’s reaction, the corners of Zhenye’s mouth raised slightly.

“Materials, how are you preparing?” Ma Ye looked around.

“Follow me.” Kazeji came to another room of this house with Masaya.

Fengzhi looked at the door in front of him, and couldn’t help but complain: “This room has been built for so long, and finally it’s time to use it.” ”

Kazeji opened the door, revealing what it looked like.

“Oh? Not bad? These are top professional tools, where did you get them? Mahaya looked at Kazeji a little strangely.

“You guess.” Kazeji shrugged.

I can’t say that I have money, of course, I bought it with my own money.

“However, these tools are not very useful.” Zhenye denied these with a single sentence.

“So?” Kazeji raised an eyebrow.

“Making a violin doesn’t require top-notch tools.” Mahaya shook his head.

Zhenye’s face suddenly changed again: “Next, you will make your violin, but I don’t know what it will become.” ”

“It’s really…” Kazeji was a little helpless about this.

A month later.

“Well, inject your prayers into the violin, this is the last step.” As if teaching a child, Mayaka let Kazeji hold this violin.

“My prayers?” Fengzhi’s current mental outlook looks very bad.

A month of continuous learning to make this violin, although Fengzhi is Greeed, but the body that Fengzhi is using now seems to be a little unbearable.

“Yes, your prayer, this is the last step.” Zhenye’s face also became haggard, but he still smiled.

“I see.” Kazeji nodded.

Fengzhi began to pull the bow, and the beautiful voice was created by Fengzhi, and Fengzhi’s mind couldn’t help but recall, the memory of that time before he came to this world, that feeling.

When the wind was finished, Ma Ye applauded her celebration.

“So, have you come up with a name for your violin?” Mayaka walked to Kazeji’s side.

Fengzhi looked at the violin in his hand and said with a smile: “I have thought about it for a long time, Memory!” The name of this violin, decided, is called Memory. ”

“Is that so? No wonder the sound of your piano just now is like this. Mahaya nodded.

“Congratulations, you have created a unique Memory with your own efforts.” The real night couldn’t help but start stroking. Touch Memory’s body.

“Thanks to you, if it weren’t for you, perhaps Memory would never have appeared in this world.” Kazeji expressed his gratitude to Masaya.

“This also has your own efforts,” Mahaya smiled, and suddenly, his tone changed, “But…”

“But?” Kazeji frowned.

“Trouble is coming.” Zhenye looked out the window.