Love is indescribable.

Talking about "love" with someone who has never understood what "love" is like, no matter how hard you try to make him understand, even if you let him witness a love story, you can't really empathize with him.

The same is true for Junxia Hoshino.

This girl who had a cognitive impairment of emotions since she was a child, although she miraculously regained the ability to perceive emotions due to the journey of time and space when she grew up, "love"-this kind of thing that even philosophers may not be able to explain clearly, to her. It is too difficult to comprehend on your own without guidance.

What exactly is love?

Is there a so-called "love" between Fu Sangshen and the God Judge?

……

Questions like these appeared in Chunxia's mind one after another, leading her to deeper doubts.

'I feel like I'm on the verge of getting into a dead end. ' Chun Xia thought to herself.

After a brief silence, Morikawa suddenly spoke, bringing Chunxia back to reality:

[In short, the story between my senior and Tsurumaru Kuninaga ends here. ]

"Is that so?" Chun Xia felt a little regretful.

[Haha, not necessarily, there may be something later. ]

She let out a "Hey" and was about to ask again, but Morikawa seemed to have used up his rare interest.He yawned pretentiously, and said slowly: [I want to rest, and I have a meeting with the old guys in the afternoon.Is it night over there?go to bed early. ]

"Hey, I still have..."

Before Junxia finished speaking, the phone was forcibly hung up.

...as always a nasty boss!

Chun Xia was depressed, and suddenly felt something lightly touch the back of her hand.

She bowed her head.

"……flower?"

Xiao Hua shook for a bit, and slowly moved backwards, as if guiding her forward.

This scene seems familiar.

Chun Xia couldn't help but bend her eyebrows, and leaned forward slightly: "Tsuramaru?"

Unexpectedly, there was no one (crane) in front of him, only a white cat curled up among the flowers that came from nowhere.

So thin, you can even see the bones.

"Meow~"

"……It's you."

Chunxia's heart was astringent, her lips were dry, she blinked her eyes, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that her eye sockets were moist.

The white cat stared at her for a while, then jumped onto the window sill and moved towards her.

"Want me to touch you?"

Got a positive answer.

She gently put her hand on the cat's forehead and rubbed it.It narrowed its eyes comfortably, then looked at her.

……

Only then did Chunxia see a pair of bright golden eyes full of smiles.

"Hey, is the master scared by me?"

A surprising thing happened, the white cat uttered words.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!

"Really!" Chunxia reprimanded with her hands on her hips, "Just show up! Why do you have to use such an unexpected way every time!"

Hirano Fujishiro who hurried over and witnessed the whole incident of "the judge beating Tsurumaru Kuninaga violently": ...

"Hirano!" Junxia turned his head, "You said just now that Tsurumaru didn't meet with you, but sneaked over by opening the ghost path alone?"

"Ah...! Hirano!" Tsurumaru, who was scurrying around with his head in his arms, cast a wary look.

Hirano smiled at him apologetically: "I'm sorry, Tsurumaru-no-no, it's indeed your fault this time."

Gentle and modest, neither humble nor overbearing demeanor, quite the demeanor of his brother.

Under the double accusation of the two, Tsurumaru surrendered helplessly: "...Okay, I apologize."

"Because I haven't seen the master for a long time." He said: "Plus, I want to express my gratitude to the master in person as soon as possible. If the master hadn't taken the risk of going to B-1 Honmaru, I might have fallen like this."

Chun Xia was stunned.

"It's nothing." She responded uncomfortably to Tsurumaru who was so serious, "Did you thank Akashi? He put in a lot of effort."

"Thank you, and I made some snacks with Xiaoguang. Oh, right..." Tsurumaru said as he took out a fairly delicate medicine bag from his lapel, "This is a gift for the master, I I went to Yaoyan to borrow some medicinal herbs for calming the mind."

Chun Xia took it.

For a moment she didn't know what to say, and the room suddenly fell silent.

"Well, it's getting late." She looked out the window, "I'm going to sleep. Hirano and Tsurumaru should also go to the room to rest for a while."

Hirano Toshiro glanced at Tsurumaru.

Taidao Fusangshen didn't seem to notice, the expression on his face remained the same.

"Master, please have a good rest." His eyes were shining brightly, "Let's have another big scare tomorrow!"

"Tsurumaru!" "Tsurumaru Palace!"

After Fu Sangshen left, Chun Xia plunged into the bed.

"I must have been too deeply influenced by the black crane..." she said to herself.

"What effect?"

A clear voice came from the window.

Perhaps it was because the voice was too intimidating, but Junxia didn't notice anything wrong, and even replied honestly: "Does Tsurumaru like me..."

"puff."

She woke up suddenly, and saw the boy sitting on the windowsill at a glance.

"Hush." ​​He raised his index finger to his lips, "I just came to see you."

His appearance resembling Asakura Leaf and his familiar tone immediately made Junxia think of a person in a distant time and space——

"King Ye... No, okay."

Her tone suddenly calmed down, and she even had a little nostalgia for the reunion of her old friend: "Long time no see, I heard that you have encountered many things."

(This seems a little underwhelming.)

Of course Asakura heard Chunxia's heartfelt feelings, he smiled irrefutably and said, "You too."

"Your brother said that you became the Shaman King." Chunxia asked curiously: "In this case, it should be inconvenient for you to appear in front of me—?"

"Indeed, it's a pity that the historical revisionists broke the balance first."

"Have they looked for you?!"

Ma Canghao was surprised by her sensitivity, and he admitted openly: "They asked me if I wanted to change my mother's death."

"...I've done this kind of thing too."

Junxia remembered her promise with King Asakura Leaf.

"Yes." Ma Canghao teased, "Do you regret it?"

"Not really, but let me know a lot of truths." Chunxia's voice changed: "It's you, did you promise them?"

"No." Ma Canghao flatly denied it.

Since his mother Ma Zhiye appeared and forced him to apologize to Ye et al. The world of ... and things like that are relieved.

"I just took this opportunity to see how you are doing...it looks pretty good now." Ma Canghao smiled slightly, feeling quite emotional: "At first I thought that no one could make up his mind to die with those swords I have finished my life, including you, so I made a bet with Karasuma. I didn't expect that I lost."

"Ah... that's right." Chunxia hesitated a bit when thinking of the warning Saiki Kusuo gave her before, "I know you won't go back on what you promised me..."

But once something goes wrong with him, the body of the sword will be in danger.

"Yes." Asakura replied briskly, "The God of Victory is on your side."

As if getting some guarantee, Junxia breathed a sigh of relief.

"For me, King Ye is really the God of Victory." She unconsciously said the title from a thousand years ago.

"You are also a very strange existence." Asakura propped his chin, "Little Karasuma said earlier that you are a 'resurrected existence', including your inexplicable familiarity with Heianjing, the strange attitude of some fusangshen towards you... and Everything you've been through so far, Hoshino Junka, have you never been in doubt?"

"It's useless to be confused." Chunxia answered quickly.

"Maybe I really experienced this life again, but, so what?"

She had a hunch that with the appearance of King Ma Cang Ye, the truth of everything would be revealed soon.

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