Invincible conjurers don't need love

In the early morning of Yokohama, the sky was bright, and the coastline was gradually brightened and warmed by the sunlight. The noise of the port, like the sound of heavier and heavier rain, first broke the tranquility of this seaside city.

But for those who worked overtime last night, this point is far from the time they should wake up.

Central Plains is also one of them.

Because of a sentence from my sister, I really wrote a collection of poems, and tried to submit it to a publishing house under my sister's suggestion. Unexpectedly, Nakahara Chu, who really passed the publication, became a well-received and popular book without knowing it. poet.

Nakahara didn't care much about how much money he got from the publication of "Poetry of the Asahi", and even his work was awarded by the editor because of the busy work of the port Mafia, and he didn't realize his pen name 'Shiroya' now How hot it is, and the truth about Bai Ye in the Central Plains, apart from himself, only the Akutagawa brothers and sisters and Bai Zhou know.

However, it is probably a common problem of writers and poets, they are extra sensitive in their hearts, and they will involuntarily have some thoughts that are more profound than ordinary people, so it caused him to have that nightmare, right?

【"I'm sorry, Zhongya Zhongyuan."

"It would be fine if I didn't know each other from the beginning, at least I won't even have any regrets." The white-haired girl said in a flat tone, and raised the blade in her hand to him. 】

"boom--"

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes suddenly, the whole room sank due to his out of control power, the floor under the big bed surrounded by black and red light was cracked, and the energy fluctuations spread to the surroundings, disrupting the situation in the room Decorate and mess everything up.

"Ha...ha..." Zhongya Nakahara sat up the moment he woke up from the dream, his breathing was short of breath due to excessive fright, and his pupils contracted violently. After about a minute, Zhongya Nakahara recovered from the nightmare , the eyes regained focus.

He raised his hand, as if he wanted to grab something, but found nothing. Only then did Nakahara remember that the time when he put four beds together to sleep next to each other has passed away, annihilated in the long river of time, and The hand that would always hold him before the sun rises is no longer by his side.

The temperature is freezing cold, as if there is a cold wind blowing into the quilt.

Zhong Yuan didn't even have the strength to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead. He stared blankly at the art painting hanging on the opposite wall, recalling that he slept in the rest room provided by the office yesterday and didn't answer that it was still being renovated. s home.

Zhong Yuanzhong also calmed down, grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside table and quickly dialed the phone number signed as 'Little Sun'. The waiting ringtone was not beeped before being connected by the opposite party. The girl's tone was plain and innocent. Che's voice came from the other side of the phone:

"Brother Zhongye?"

"Ah... well, ahem, how are you doing in Tokyo?"

"It's going well, the courses are less than expected, and the control is very loose. I am very free on weekdays, probably because my strength rating has not yet come down, so I will receive the task of testing my strength later." The opposite side paused, "Did you have a nightmare, Brother Zhongye?"

"Yeah." Hearing the other party's soft and comforting question, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was the first to notice the strangeness and hit it with his words even a hundred miles away, was silent for a while, and replied in a low voice: "I had a dream." , in the dream...it seems to be hated by you."

"Brother Zhongye has a tyrannical personality, so he shouldn't have any weird dreams, are they prophetic dreams?"

It's true that Zhongyuan Zhong rarely dreams, and as the Rage God sleeping in his body, he can't rule out the possibility of foreseeing dreams-but if it really is a predicting dream? !

"But I like Brother Zhongye the most—I like it the most, more than anyone else. If I hate Brother Zhongye, I must be cursed to be ironic."

Her tone was very light, as soft and illusory as a few rays of sunlight falling on the window sill, but with the unshakable firmness and unconcern of her personality: "Because Ah Zhou has no possibility of hating Brother Zhongye." So. It's just a dream.

"..."

"Brother Zhongye?"

"...Well, I'm sorry, I called you suddenly so early." Nakahara Zhongya raised his hand to cover his mouth, trying to suppress his trembling end voice and surging sister-in-law's heart, "Did I bother you to rest? ?”

It is unbelievable for Zhongyuan Zhongya that the fear and fear can be so easily calmed down and dissipated, but the person talking to him on the other side of the phone is Bai Tian, ​​so this is not unbelievable.

"No, I woke up very early, and it didn't disturb my rest, and it seems that I will be the first person to say good morning to Brother Zhongye today, so I am very happy." Sun's tone is serious.

"Obviously before you left Yokohama, you were the first one to say good morning to me every day, right?" Nakahara Chu also laughed, with helplessness and tenderness in his eyes, "Then--good morning, Ari."

"Good morning, brother Zhongye." The other party paused, and said seriously: "Because it's not the day to talk on the phone, so I have to hold back the words, and brother can't bring up the topic! Because I can't help it of!"

"..." My sister is cute at the foul level.

Zhong Yuan's mood has completely changed. Over the years, he has developed the habit of writing something when he is in a good mood, and then he turned his head and saw the blue-shell notepad on the bedside table.

I don't know why, but he used to think that this notebook has been used for most of the writing, and it should be finished after a while, but it still hasn't been used up until today.

Something is very wrong, but nothing happened for so long, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought about opening this notepad, always felt that many poems that he had written but forgotten had been swallowed, but because what disappeared were all essays so he couldn't remember.

But if you flip through it, you can find that all the content left on it is about the daytime. Do you like the daytime so much?

It's not that Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think about changing another one, but his newly bought notebook would always disappear mysteriously. Only this notebook was always placed in the most convenient and visible place for him, exuding "don't worry about it just because I'm a A delicate flower and take pity on my paper, teacher, write quickly! 'a feeling of.

Nakahara Chuya: ...This is a curse, it must be.

However, since this notebook can survive until now under the eyes of the day, Central Plains still keeps it, but it feels like it will come back by itself even if it is lost.

Thoughts were spinning in his heart, he was still chatting with Bai Tian calmly on the surface, and Zhong Yuanzhong also closed the notepad casually and ruthlessly.

They said a few words to each other reluctantly, and the phone call had to end because the other party had to go to work.

During the day, I walked to the balcony with the floor-to-ceiling glass doors open for ventilation. The balcony with excellent lighting was already full of sunlight, because it was no longer at the seaside, and the wind blowing no longer carried the salty and humid smell of sea water, and I could not hear the roaring sound. The sound of the crashing but peaceful waves.

During the day, I quietly squinted on the balcony railing and basked in the sun for a while.

Then I went back to the room and made sure that the Choker that Nakahara Chuya gave me was not crooked. She was wearing a black high school uniform and brushed her hair in front of the mirror. With knotted white hair, she tried to press down the fluffy short hair with water.

In the mirror, after the hair was down, it looked more like the iceberg Sanwu boy himself, blinking during the day, and the Sanwu boy in the mirror also blinked.

The effect lasted for 1 minute, and the water dried up, and the hair curled back.

Well, enough fun, let's go downstairs.

As she went downstairs, she called her family one by one——Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Akutagawa Yin, and Oba Yezo who she arranged to live alone in the house outside.

After a brief talk with the Akutagawa brothers and sisters, they mainly asked Akutagawa Gin if he was comfortable in Sakura Junior High School. After receiving a reassuring answer, Hirohiro called Oba Hazo.

"Ye Zang-jun, good morning."

"...Sister?" The other party's name is very cute, it is "Ou Nei Jiang" with a sweet and soft voice, and almost no woman can refuse such a handsome and cute little boy, but it is a pity that he is flattered by the little boy Daylight is beyond that 'almost'.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"..."

Probably struggling to answer 'yes' or 'no'.

This child thinks a lot, but because of his age, he has not yet connected with society. Even though he has experienced things that some people will never encounter in his life, he is still immature in terms of human relationships and has not yet grasped the insight into the world. Use it to completely become your own ability, but keep the things you see through in your heart and don't change them.

If the boredom continued, the child might be drowned and killed by the curse spirit one day, or he would become a confused curse spirit himself, and he would not be surprised during the day.

No matter how you look at it, this child is too similar to Osamu Dazai, just like another Osamu Dazai in the world, but Osamu Dazai's current situation is better than when he first met when he was 14 years old. Osamu Dazai has the ability of 'disqualification in the world' which can nullify all special abilities, so he doesn't need to worry too much about spells during the day.

Bai Zhou continued, "I can go back and take you out for breakfast."

"Don't you have to go to class?" Oba Yezang felt that he was not hungry, but he couldn't say "I don't want to eat breakfast".

"No classes, my school is quite special." Bai Tian replied, "If you don't eat breakfast, you're more likely to get stomach problems. I still suggest you eat as much as possible, keep healthy, and run faster if you run. You don't want to die, right? .”

"Okay, then I'll wait for my sister to come over." Although he didn't know why the other party said that, Oba Yezang felt that it was better for him to agree, at least for now he didn't want to die.

When the day came to the apartment, Oba Yozo was already waiting at the door, and saw her showing a cute and bright smile, but those gray brown eyes and that smile made people feel creepy no matter what. The hands behind her were probably also clenched tightly.

Who clenches his fists when he smiles, maybe only monkeys do that?

Bai Zhou discovered this point yesterday, but Oba Yezang himself seemed to be used to this action, as if he had been enduring something for a long time, so much so that he had to clenched his fists to laugh.

"Let's go, let's go for a walk on the street first and see if there is anything you want to eat." During the day, he was still eating lemon sour candy as usual, because it was specially made, the store specially posted a blue thin edge to distinguish it The white candy stick tilted slightly from time to time as she spoke.

While talking during the daytime, Obaba Yezang was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he had already put his hand on the extremely warm and reassuring hand. She held his little hand weakly, barely No matter how hard he used, he could break free anytime he wanted.

Oba Yezang fell silent, and followed Bai Tian with small steps. She walked very slowly, silently and naturally, as if she was following his pace, or just taking a leisurely walk.

"It will take a few days for your guardian status to fall to our side, and I am not old enough to adopt you. Although I adopted you, your legal guardian will not be me-please be mentally prepared for this .”

On the road, Bai Tian, ​​who mentioned this matter plainly, licked the lemon candy in her mouth. She owed Hengta Harayama a favor for her status as a guardian, and she didn't mention it too much, but suddenly changed The topic: "Do you like flowers?"

Fragile and soft flowers, beautiful blooms without any defenses can only be cut and manipulated by human beings, and the thorns of roses are just the defense measures it thinks are effective-does he like such flowers?

"I like it very much." She didn't wait for Oba Yezang's answer, she stopped walking as she spoke, and directly bit the unmelted lemon sour sugar in her mouth and quickly disposed of it, "Especially the sunflower."

Oba Yozo followed her and stopped, and followed her gaze to a shop on the street—a souffle specialty store with sunflowers on its plaque.

Sure enough, during the day, I went to buy a soufflé that was simply drizzled with a little honey, and then the two found a place to sit together.

On the bench under the shade of the tree, the box containing the soufflé was placed on Bai Tian’s lap, probably the shop’s specialty, the fluffy soft soufflé was printed with sunflower patterns, but Ohba Yezo knew that it would not let this Souffle just got better.

"But it will make me think it tastes better, psychologically." As Bai Tian said, he split the soufflé into two halves with a fork, and handed a fork to Da Ting Yezang, and she deliberately took two forks, "In fact, it is not It will increase the deliciousness of the soufflé."

Oba Yezang was at a loss with a fork, watching Bai Tian directly forked half of the soufflé and stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks were puffed up high, like a cute hamster storing food in her cheeks, but she was expressionless the whole time , the brows were not even raised, but Oba Yozo felt that this person was happy when he took that full mouthful.

In his memory, the gloomy and mechanical picture of a family holding chopsticks and eating in silence seemed to fade away, and it became the picture he saw just now.

Oba Yezang also imitated the way of daylight and forked the other half into his mouth, but unfortunately his mouth was not as big as daylight, so he couldn't stuff it in one gulp, so he could only use a fork to stick the half of the soufflé that fell outside, trying hard to chew his mouth In it, chew a little bit and swallow a little bit to make room for his cheeks, and then stuff a little bit in until he eats the whole thing in his mouth.

The big white cat finished eating easily, while the little black milk cat was still trying to fill up its cheeks.

"Here." The pink packaged strawberry milk with the straw inserted was handed to Oba Yezo, who was a little bit choked, quickly took it, bit the straw and sucked a little milk, and it was easier to swallow immediately.

After eating half of the soufflé, Ohba Yezo let out a long sigh of relief.

"How about it?"

"delicious."

Oba Yezang replied and looked towards the daytime. After seeing her expression, his eyes widened slightly involuntarily, and the maroon eyes became more energetic because of this.

"That's great. The honey in this store is not intentionally sweetened, and the sweetness is just right."

Her eyebrows and eyes were slightly gentle, and she was sincerely happy about it, showing a faint smile, which made her cold face a little more popular.

--So lovely.

It was the first time Oba Yezang saw such a smile that made him happy and heart-thumping, but it was a pity that such a smile faded mercilessly in the next second, and the other party seemed to be completely unaware of this, and the change of expression was natural and flat.

But it is precisely because of this natural plainness without the slightest pretense and reluctance, no matter how shallow every expression she shows, in the eyes of Oba Yezang, who is so sensitive to people's emotions and psychology that it seems to be magnified several times before receiving it Bright and real, it is not at all like the expression mask that adults often put on his face to make his hair stand on end.

"Then go home. If you don't have an appetite, eating this much is enough. If you eat too much in the morning, you won't be hungry at noon." Bai Zhou stood up, took the fork in Daba Yezang's hand very smoothly, and threw it into the box together with the box. trash can.

"Hmm!" Oba Yozo began to think about what to eat for lunch.

While he was thinking about it, he realized that Bai Tian had bought a few more soufflés. This time, he had added enough chocolate, cream, maple syrup, and fruit on top. He could tell that the sweetness was amazing. The store packed them and handed them to Bai Tian. .

"elder sister?"

"Would you like to try it? But this time it's very sweet, similar to the crepe you ate last time." Seeing him looking over, Bai Tian asked after he unwrapped a lemon sour candy and ate it while waiting for the store to make souffle.

Daba Yezang pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "Then please give me a copy!"

"Okay." Seeing that he didn't mean to force it, Bai Tian went to the store to ask for another bag, and gave Da Ting Yezang a portion, "Eat it as soon as possible after you get back, the soufflé won't taste so good if it's deflated."

"Yes!"

"It seems that you don't need to eat lunch. After all, you have a small bird's stomach, and you won't fill up your appetite so quickly."

Ohba Yozo smiled, "After all, it's still early, I think it should be digested by noon."

Bai Zhou glanced at him, and stated expressionlessly: "Having confidence is a good thing, keep it up."

Ohba Yozo: "..." Although you are really beautiful when you smile, sometimes what you say really makes people sad, hurts his young and sensitive fragile heart, and can treat the cute little Zhengtai without changing his face say something like this...

Daba Yezang's brain turned around, and he felt a kind of admiration inexplicably——

It's really you, sister, who is not moved by your beautiful skin at all!