The world is restarting

This memory is still moving forward.

The voice in Hitsugaya Toshiro's mind thought that after Sawada Ya moved next to his house, the two would soon become friends, but they didn't.

The little princess who moved out of Seireitei seems to be very weak. Most of the time, she can only rely on reading books at home, playing chess and occasionally chatting with the maids around her, or sitting under the eaves and looking at the vast blue sky outside the yard. daze.

Although the two gods of death who sent her here treated her very well, they didn't have much time to accompany her. Both of them were the captains of the Goutei [-]th Division, and they were always very busy.

Even her elder brother Tsunayoshi Sawada, who came to this world with her at that time, could only come out of school to see her when she was on vacation because she had to go to the Spiritual Art Academy.

"I thought you would take the initiative to play with His Highness." The voice said in his mind sullenly.

Toshirō Hitsugaya looked calmly at himself many years ago. The white-haired child went out again, glanced at the next door from time to time, and turned around in front of the house one, two, or three times, almost turning himself dizzy, and angrily back home.

"I had a bad impression of Death at that time."

"Eh?"

"Occasionally, there will be a Shinigami from Seireitei in Seiryuhun Street. She takes things without paying, bullies the weak, and bullies others. Many souls living in Ruhun Street don't like them, and she was first attracted by the bullock cart of the nobles. delivered."

"But didn't you say that His Highness saved you?" the voice asked puzzled.

"Yes, so I really want to thank you very much. But at that time, I was too stupid to be embarrassed." The young captain mercilessly disliked himself more than 100 years ago.

"Um, no, no... Ah, you finally knocked on the door."

The white-haired child hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth one day and walked out of the circle that was about to be flattened, came to the vermilion door, and knocked on the door.

Although the maid who came to open the door was a little surprised when she saw him, she still welcomed him in politely.

Behind the gate is the main road paved with neat bluestone slabs, surrounded by well-matched flowers on both sides, and the straight main road leads directly to the main hall.This old house on Liuhun Street, which had been vacant for a long time, was renovated into a noble courtyard. From the moment you entered the door, there was an atmosphere that was incompatible with Liuhun Street, which was separated by a door.

It's like two worlds inside and outside.

The white-haired child who entered such a world for the first time was obviously very uncomfortable, and his tone of voice became stiff.

Especially after the silver-haired little girl who was respectfully invited out by the maid showed a blank expression after hearing his intentions.

"I saved you in the wilderness before?"

"Yes, you don't forget, do you?" His expression suddenly became a little ugly.

The more bewildered expression on the other party's face after recalling for a while almost clearly indicated that she really did not remember.

"..."

"..."

Little Dongshiro looked like he wanted to get up and leave.

The silver-haired little girl met his eyes for a moment, then suddenly noticed the paper bag in his hand.

"what is that?"

"...Jinpingtang."

"Hey, can I eat it?" Her eyes lit up, like a cat staring at a fish tank.

Little Dongshiro: "... yes."

With the sweet candy, the atmosphere between the two of them was finally not so cold that there was only silence left.However, a pampered noble lady and an ordinary kid living in Liuhun Street seem to have nothing to talk about even with candy as a buffer.

After reluctantly finishing the cup of tea that must be expensive but of unknown type, the little Toshiro, who finally finished his visit, even heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood up happily from the tatami, and said the words that he wanted to say a long time ago, "I have bothered you for a long time, so I will take my leave first."

The maid who was waiting outside the tea room came in and prepared to see him out. He bid farewell to the little princess and walked out of this uncomfortable big room with ease. When he walked down the corridor, he suddenly thought of something. Glanced back.

The little girl with long silver hair was wearing a light-colored furisode, and she was still sitting there quietly watching him.Behind her is a large house, with tall screens and solemn decorations, making her figure extremely petite and thin.

She saw him turn back and blinked, "Will you come tomorrow?"

The tone seemed a little expectant.

Little Winter Shiro: "...I will."

The little girl then smiled, looking as beautiful as cherry blossoms blooming on the branches, "Then I will wait for you tomorrow."

Little Dong Shilang left regretfully.

Hitsugaya Toshiro watched the scene together with that voice.

"If Your Highness doesn't ask that question, will you really not go to her?" The voice asked curiously.

Hitsugaya Toshiro: "Yes."

"Huh? Is it so dangerous?"

"It's not thrilling. Even if I don't go, there will still be other things that will happen later to make us familiar."

"what?"

The young captain didn't explain further.

He was still young at that time, and he hadn't cultivated the calmness and calmness of a hundred years later. He was just an awkward kid who had never seen the outside world.Fortunately, the natural sense of responsibility is still there. Seeing the little princess living in that big house alone, and the one who saved her, she couldn't let her go.

Moreover, to be honest, he is not ordinary.

Little Dong Shilang stood under the tree in a daze, as if he was still thinking about the new neighbor he met yesterday. A few children walked by on the side of the road. When they saw him, they subconsciously lowered their voices. When he turned around, he seemed to see Startled like a monster, he took a few steps back and fled.

It may be the difference in appearance, or it may be that the powerful Reiatsu submerged in his body that has not yet been revealed at that time has released a natural deterrent to the outside world. In the area where he lives, everyone is afraid of him .Except for his grandma, who is dependent on him, the first reaction of others seeing him is to take a detour and leave. Even when they go to the grocery store to buy things, the store owner dare not touch his hand.

It's better to go to the noble lady next door.

At that time, little Dongshiro looked at Jin Pingtang in his hand and thought silently, at least she didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.

The eldest lady is indeed not afraid of him, and she is even very happy when he comes to see him.Little Dong Shilang visited her several times, and slowly overturned his impression of the noble lady in his heart, only then did he realize that she seemed to be really weak.

She never went out, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't.Most children have baby fat at that age, but she has a standard melon-shaped face, with a pointed chin and delicate outlines. She looks like a carefully crafted doll, but she can't help but worry.

At that time, the impression she gave to Shiro Dong was not like cherry blossoms, but like new snow in winter, as if it would melt when the sun came out.She is also as white as snow, the kind of white that has not seen the sun all year round and is a little sick.

But in his memory, it wasn't like this when he first saw her.At that time, she was healthy and lively, and she was able to beat Daxu on the ground without panting.Now her personality doesn't seem to have changed, but due to physical constraints, she can only stay at home obediently.And at this time, he finally knew from the god of death who occasionally came over that the reason why he felt uncomfortable walking into this courtyard was because there was an enchantment in the courtyard.

So she forgot about me because she was sick?

At that time, the little Dong Shilang couldn't help thinking this way.

If that's the case, well, then, that's also understandable.

After letting go of this knot, he was much more relaxed in front of the little princess.And the other party didn't know if he felt his attitude changed, maybe he noticed it, because after that, she became polite and began to take her new friends to practice calligraphy, read books...and listen to her play the pipa.

"Your Highness's ability to play musical instruments is still so bad." The voice in Toshirō Hitsugaya's mind unconsciously added a touch of sympathy.

The young captain looked at himself with a pale face who had just finished suffering, and the little girl next to him holding a pipa and waiting for his comment with sparkling eyes, there was a little softness in her eyes, "But she doesn't feel it."

"...That's right, His Highness doesn't seem to have much self-awareness on this point."

Little Dong Shilang racked his brains and began to think of words to prevaricate, so as not to hurt the confidence of the super confident little princess on the opposite side, it seemed very embarrassing.

"I thought I was going to see your dark history, Shiro Dong," said the voice, "but why does this look more like His Highness's dark history? What did the white mist dig out this memory for?"

"Who knows," Hitsugaya Toshiro said calmly, "Keep watching."

Time continues to move forward like a gurgling stream, and it is summer in a blink of an eye.

The bright stars fell all over the sky, and the little boy with white hair and the little girl with long silver hair sat side by side under the eaves of the verandah eating watermelon.

"You had strange dreams?"

"That's right, I dreamed of an ice dragon." Little Shiro Dong casually threw the watermelon rind into the porcelain basin next to him, and changed another piece.

"Wow, the dragon made of ice, does it look good?"

"...Is there something wrong with your focus?" The white-haired child paused while eating watermelon, and glanced at her.

"So does it look good?"

"Huh...it looks good."

"Well, what about ice dragons? What else?"

Except ice dragon?

The white-haired child frowned while holding a watermelon... and there was a lot of wind.

Blowing from where the ice dragon was, it was as cold as from the pole of the glacier.But the strange thing is that he didn't seem to feel cold or scared when he was in the dream, because the dragon's crimson eyes had been watching him from afar, trying to say something to him.

【"Winter Shiro, you...I..."】

But can't hear it.

【"Winter Lion Lang..."】

can't hear...

"Winter Lion?"

He came back to his senses suddenly, and saw the silver-haired little girl beside him looking at his hand, her gaze was a little dazed.

He looked down subconsciously, and suddenly found that the watermelon in his hand had frozen into ice cubes at some point.

It wasn't even just the watermelon, the corridor where he was sitting was also covered in ice, and the clear ice flowers bloomed from his position all the way to the little girl's feet.

Little Winter Shiro: "!"

He subconsciously stood up and took a step back.

The little girl's eyes slowly moved to his face, her expression was a little blank, "Dong Shilang, you..."

The white-haired child lowered his eyes, and squeezed the watermelon into pieces with the hands hidden behind him.

"That's amazing, will we have shaved ice in summer?!"

Little Winter Shiro: "..."

He silently threw the crushed watermelon back into the porcelain basin.

He knows it!

"I'm glad you don't look scared at all, but can't you think of something else?"

"Huh? Can't you make shaved ice?" The little princess opened her beautiful big eyes, and there was a trace of grievance in the light-colored pupils.

Little Dongshiro: "... yes."

Those eyes brightened instantly, "Then I'm counting on you, you must hurry up and control it, Dongshiro!"

"……it is good."