[Complete] Sibyl the Immortal

A hazy spring moonlit night with floating white mist.The pure white moonlight casts in the wine cup, cool and refreshing.

In Qingming’s mansion, the courtyard is never trimmed, and the flowers and plants are allowed to grow naturally, like a wilderness. The blooming flowers are painted with strange colors by the moonlight, which is particularly beautiful. The dew condenses on the petals at night, reflecting the coolness of the flowers. starlight.It was a quiet and beautiful night.

Two people sat on the porch, watching the moon while drinking.Shikigami brought the food tables and set them up one by one. The well-baked sweetfish was placed on a white porcelain plate. When you tear it apart with chopsticks, the fish body will emit a burst of fragrant heat.

"Miss, what is 'fate'?"

"Fate is a given, luck is a variable."

"What is a given and what is a variable?"

"Fate is cause and effect, and the cause and effect of all people weave the dusty net of the world together. This net forms fate, which is a given. Luck is an elusive variable that changes the shape of the causal net. The combination of given and variable becomes One, is fate."

"But, Miss, the most important thing is people."

Xiyang raised his eyes and looked over.She was wearing simple ordinary clothes today, and the white silk skirt was glowing softly in the moonlight, which made her eyes look gentle.

Abe Seimei tapped her head lightly with the bat fan.

"Talent is the main body of destiny. Without people, destiny cannot become destiny. If people work hard, destiny is not unchangeable." The bat fan moved down and gently pressed against the girl's heart, "like if there is no such person sacrifice, little miss, you can’t live like this.”

Xi Yang fell silent.

Seimei filled a glass of wine for the girl and smiled at her.

"Fate and happiness are different, Miss. Everyone has a different definition of happiness, so even if you have the same fate, you don't necessarily think you are unlucky."

Xiyang quietly looked up at the night sky.A round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, reflecting the flowing clouds into silvery white.

"I don't know the boundary between happiness and misfortune." She said softly, "But if it is a future that makes them lose their smiles, no matter what, they are unfortunate. They are people I like, and I hope they are happy Such a mood, no matter what, can’t be wrong, can it, Seimei-sama?”

"No." The bat fan clasped her heart, "This person has been praying for your happiness and has sacrificed everything for it, but do you really feel happy, Miss?"

The girl was slightly taken aback.

"... I don't know the feeling of happiness. But..." She covered her heart, her eyes gradually softened, "I think I have encountered a good thing. My future will not be good, I know that. But at this moment, I met Lord Qingming, heard Lord Boya's flute, and before that, I met so many good people, I think, now I..."

She smiled a little embarrassedly, a small, soft smile.

"...Probably, it's considered happiness."

No matter how desperate the future will be, but at this moment, I feel that I am happy.

"Then, never forget the mood of this moment, young lady."

Seimei retracted the fan, unfolded it, and smiled.

"Ah."

"Ah, Boya is here." Qingming turned her head and clapped her hands lightly, as if she had sensed it, "Let's go prepare some food and drinks, honey bug."

The beauty in purple appeared, saluted silently, and then retreated.

Not long after, a warrior dressed in dry clothes hurried over, holding a pot of flowers that were about to bloom in his arms.

"Miss Seimei, look at this."

The flower quilts are placed in front of the porch, bathed in the moonlight, and the pure white buds are washed into a different cool color.

"This is the epiphyllum bestowed by the Lord. I have taken care of it for many days, and it will finally bloom today. So I specially brought it here for you to see."

Seimei made a silent gesture.

"Shh, the flowers are about to bloom."

The white flowers bloom slowly in the moonlight, exposing the snow-white stamens, and the color of the petals seems to be soaked in the coolness of the moonlight, like frost and snow.Shaking slightly in the night wind, like a beauty who has not experienced the night cold, timidly lowering her head, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"It's beautiful."

Boya sighed.

Xiyang watched intently, as if wanting to engrave this scene deeply into his mind.For her who can't see colors other than gray, the extremely light gray of epiphyllum in her vision is particularly pleasing to the eye.

Yes.

It's beautiful.

"Thank you, Lord Boya."

Thank you for letting me see such a beautiful scenery.

—While these eyes can still see.

None of the three spoke, they silently looked at the white flowers under the moonlight.

***

"It's been five years, miss." Qingming curled up her red lips that looked like she had put on makeup, "It's the first time I saw you, and you were an 11-year-old girl."

"Really?" Xi Yang touched her face subconsciously, "It's been... so many years."

"I've almost healed the wounds of your soul. But the lost parts can't be replaced. Please avoid getting hurt in the future, Miss."

Immortality has a price.

"I understand. Thank you, Seimei-sama."

Sunny smiled.Suddenly, he took out a Tang knife from the side and handed it to Xi Yang.

Xi Yang's eyes widened slightly.

Slender blade, thin blade, sharp blade.A thread of bright red winds around it like flowing fire - Xiyang has seen this Tang knife before.

"This is a knife that can kill souls." Abe Seimei whispered, "It took me a while to make it. Take it."

The girl hesitated to take it, and when it touched the handle, the blade buzzed, and the soul and the blade were calling and resonating with each other.

A flash of white light flashed, and Tang Dao disappeared from the girl's hand.Xi Yang clutched her heart in a daze, where she felt the resonance of the knife and the soul.

"Seimei-sama..."

Abe Seimei smiled and patted her on the shoulder, motioning her to look at the flowers.

The white epiphyllum withers in the moonlight, such a short life is fleeting.The withered beauty is so amazing, like the last pale smile of a beauty before she dies.

"The same is true of karma in the world. Boya, some people are destined to meet only for a short time, and leave after meeting."

Seimei whispered to Boya.

Xi Yang lowered her eyes slightly.Opening her hand, a red pearl lay quietly in her palm.

——I heard that it can fulfill a wish of human beings.

She let go of her hand, let the red pearl fall into the wine cup, and drank it in one gulp under the cool moonlight before the ripples of the sake were even subsided.

——What is my wish?

Ahh, it really is...

"Master Qingming." She whispered the name of Onmyoji, raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve, "I think, I have found my wish."

"is it?"

"I really... still can't let go of those people."

Her eyes became sad, and her eyes drifted to the fading epiphyllum.

"I want to change the fate of some people. I thought I succeeded. But now that I think about it, did I do something wrong?"

Xiyang raised his hand to caress his eyes.

At that time, the tears that Duo Liang shed, the temperature seems to still remain on the skin.At that time, in her vision blurred by blood, she still cared about Tatara's expression until now.At that time, she suddenly had a premonition that Zhou Fangzun's sword fell, and she still feels uneasy about it to this day.

Has fate really changed?

At the last moment, the Colorless King escaped.

Her eyes could no longer see the colors of the world, and she thought this was the price for changing her fate.But if she thought about it carefully, if she really changed the fate of everyone as she thought—the price would be too light.

This is just the price of saving ten bundles of Duo Duo Liang.

and so……

"You have to go back to them."

she murmured.

"Miss, just do what you want." Abe Seimei tapped her head with the bat fan, showing a gentle smile, "Since it has been decided, then just work hard to do it."

"I understand, Seimei-sama."

Abe Seimei sighed softly, and reached out to touch the girl's head for the first time.

"You don't understand, little lady."

That was the closest distance between the two in the past five years. Xiyang opened his eyes wide in a daze, and looked at Abe Seimei in confusion.

"Master Seimei?"

"No matter what, you have to remember that you are the most important thing, Miss."

"Eh?"

"Self-sacrifice cannot make anyone happy. You should understand this very well. Even if you have forgotten your mother's sacrifice, you are still suffering for her, right?"

"……Um."

"So don't die for other people's happiness, young lady."

"Ah."

Xi Yang nodded slightly.

Boya hesitated for a long time, then reached out his hand hesitantly, and gently touched the girl's head.

"I... I don't know what to say at a time like this... In short, miss is going to do something dangerous, right? Then, please protect yourself." He shrugged like a big child Scratching his head, "Because if Miss gets hurt, I will be sad."

Xi Yang was startled, then smiled slightly.

"I remember, Lord Boya."

"Then, it's time to go." Qingming looked at the girl with a smile, "Have you finished your farewell?"

"Ah."

Xi Yang gently caressed her wrist, where the wound that had been healed was scratched by an angry little fox when she said goodbye to Madara earlier.

"I bid farewell to Kazuma too. Tonight is to bid farewell to Seimei-sama and Boya-sama."

Xi Yang looked away uncertainly.

"Master Seimei said... When you leave, you must say goodbye... Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Well, it's really a good farewell."

Abe Seimei said with a smile.

Xi Yang blinked hard, suppressed the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and showed a soft smile.

"I have caused you a lot of trouble all this time, Seimei-sama. Sorry, and thank you."

"Lord Boya... that flute really sounds very nice."

The girl walked into the courtyard, her whole body glowed with a soft red light, and she bent down deeply towards the two of them in the crimson twilight.

"Then, goodbye, Lord Seimei, Lord Boya."

Ye Erqingyue's flute sounded far away, like a butterfly in nothingness, gradually drifting away into the distance under the moonlight.

When the music died down—

There was no one in the courtyard.

The author has something to say: BGM: Yuan Chitose - "Spring かたみ"

I forgot to mention yesterday that some of the scenery descriptions in this chapter and the previous chapter are adapted from "The Tale of Genji".

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【Student, tell me, what do you want to do for your teacher? 】

This concludes the second volume.

Then enter the third volume, return to the K world, there is a high-energy reaction ahead, non-combatants please evacuate quickly——