Miss Tsushima

She is like the softest and kindest saint who should not be stained with mortal dust.

When Nakahara Chuya finished reading the unexpected novel for the third time, the second winter came again. When the snow fell to the maximum, almost covering the insteps like a soft blanket, Tsushima Hiiragi came to Leishi again. Bo Street still looks like a wandering mind.

This time, she left behind a black card and a large amount of cash, all of which were folded and crumpled into a large amount of banknotes, which were indifferently mixed between receipts and various memos, messy cash coupons, packaged Exquisite handmade biscuits, and a few love letters that have not been sorted.

The children of "Sheep" are not interested in words, but they are naturally curious about love and affection. They read the few love letters aloud with emotion, and each letter is full of admiration and admiration for Miss Tsushima.

In one of them, the admiration and extreme admiration expressed in the language were almost to the point where they could not live without her.

"Hahaha, is this person a fool? It's so funny." The girl read in a sensual tone: "You are the sweet original sin, the gift of God, the gentle spring breeze and the most spotless snow."

"It's disgusting." They laughed and joked nonstop.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't stand the atmosphere either, so he left the room and sat on the roof. He propped his chin and let out a long, dull sigh. Before the recipients could read these letters, they had already been snatched from them.

His gaze was set at a far point, his thoughts diverged, and he thought aimlessly, why did she come to Leibo Street again this year?Obviously, he was robbed here last year, but he came to this place again in winter.

As he thought about it, he thought of that novel again. Ms. Tsushima's words were cold and depressing, like a calm bystander narrating the story without emotion.

It is obviously a cold text, why is there such a great power, read it word by word, the scalding heat wave brought about, almost makes people weep uncontrollably.

Nakahara also thought that Ms. Tsushima's words are the same as her own, with a leaden gray indifference and weak sadness, but delicately and softly revealing her love for this world.

The third time I saw Tsushima Hiiragi was the third winter.

In that year, Zhongya Zhongyuan, with his powerful abilities, had become the "King of Sheep" in Leibo Street. On the outside of Leibo Street.

When the figure of Tsushima Hiiragi appeared indistinctly in sight, Nakahara was also relieved, she came again, and Nakahara appeared in front of Tsushima Hiiragi, and asked her coldly,

"Why did you come to Leibo Street again?"

For the first time, Tsushima Hiiragi cast his eyes seriously on the ochre-haired boy, staring at Nakahara Nakaya's ochre-colored hair and jewel-like cobalt blue eyes.

She didn't answer Nakahara Chuya's question directly, and handed the envelope in her hand to Nakahara Chuya. Nakahara Chuya took it out and looked at it. It was indeed a thick stack of [-] yen bills, and a sense of powerlessness that was difficult to communicate came to her heart. Unknown anger made him raise his voice.

"what do you mean!"

"I don't need your money, you leave now, and don't come to Leibo Street again!" He said to Tsushima Hiiragi in a stern voice.

Tsushima Hiiragi's eyes were still glued to his fluttering hair color, and upon hearing this, she looked at his sharp eyebrows and eyes more seriously. After a while, she smiled and raised her hand, and the banknotes fluttered like snowflakes and fell to the side In the sewage ditch, it was quickly washed away without a trace.

"Are you crazy?" Nakahara Zhong also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Tsushima Hiiragi smoothed back the broken hair on his forehead with his fingers, and said slowly: "Money, this kind of thing doesn't mean anything to me."

Her tone seemed too long, like a lazy person speaking with great reluctance: "If you don't want it."

"Just throw it away..." Her attention had shifted from the money to a point in the void.

Like an empty shell without a soul, talking to the air, she doesn't look like a normal person at the moment, and Zhong Yuanzhong no longer stares at her, but also looks at the sky like her, he asked: "Then why give it to us?"

"People of 'sheep' have no kindness towards you, why?"

"'Sheep'?" Tsushima Hiiragishi didn't know what to think of, he lowered his head and laughed,

"Because you need it?"

She didn't make any further explanations and was about to leave.

Zhong Yuanzhong also imagined various reasons, but he did not expect such a simple and willful answer, in Leibo Street.She was able to leave alive in the first year, and she was able to leave smoothly in the second year. This was her luck.

What exactly is Tsushima Hiiragi thinking? This is not an orphanage for her to do good deeds. For such a reason, for such a group of children who have no kindness towards her, Nakahara also wants to question her loudly, but his heart is heavy. , pressed him so that he couldn't make a sound.

In the end, he still accepted the money, and just like the first year, he followed silently in the distance, watching Tsushima Hiiragi walk out of Leibo Street.

Nakahara also suddenly recalled that love letter that was laughed out loud by other children. Ms. Tsushima was really the same as that person wrote, it was snow that would melt and the gentlest wind.

Tsushima Hiiragi was the gentlest and kindest person he knew, Nakahara Chuya thought.

Even her tenderness, so sad.Her eyes are like a white pigeon with broken wings struggling and screaming, unable to find its way back. She still does her best to help everyone. She loves this world and all those who don't love her.

Every winter after that, Tsushima Hiiragi would always come when it was snowing, but unlike before, Nakahara would always stop her before she walked into Leibo Street.

It's the same this year.

Nakahara Chuya and Tsushima Hiiragi sat side by side on the river dam. Nakahara Chuya ate the strawberry Daifuku she brought. The attractive dessert was packed in a gift box tied with a shiny ribbon. You can tell it must be given by someone else at a glance. Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth, "Hiss, isn't it too sweet?"

"Don't force yourself to eat."

"Don't waste food!" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, swallowed the sweets filled with sweet and greasy cream in two mouthfuls, and said vaguely: "Recently, this area is very unstable."

"Don't come here again." He finally finished his dessert and let out a sigh of relief.

Tsushima Hiiragi nodded slightly, there was a moment of silence between the two of them, pieces of white snow fell one after another, even the sound of snow falling could be heard clearly, when he was with Ms Tsushima, even time seemed to slow down, Nakahara also slightly Lean back, let the snowflakes fall on your face, and enjoy the tranquility of this moment.

"Did you see it?"

In the silence, Miss Tsushima's voice seemed to come from far away, ethereal and distant.

"What?" Zhongyuan Zhong also tilted his head, looking at her side face.

"Stars." Tsushima Hiiragi stood up, shaking off the snow on his shoulders, with a smile in his voice,

"I want to go there." She pointed to the sky with her finger, "I want to go to that star."

Zhong Yuanzhong also followed her gaze to the sky suspiciously. The gray-blue sky was covered with snow, which was low enough to be touched, "What's wrong with you? It's daytime, why are there stars... Hey!!"

Tsushima Hiiragi seemed to have slipped his foot and fell off the steep embankment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide, and before he had time to react, he immediately jumped down.

As if trapped in a ball of flames, preventing her from falling directly to the ground, the wind whistled past her ears, and Tsushima Hiiragi's long hair was blown into a mess.

Car sickness-like experience, when Tsushima Hiiragi fell lightly on the ground, her mind was still spinning, and the palpitations caused by falling from a high place had not faded away, she swung her arms and moved her legs in a novel way.

"Is this your superpower?" The red light faded away from her, and Tsushima Hiiragi looked excitedly at Nakahara Chuya.

Nakahara was still in shock, and as soon as he fell to the ground, he hurried to Tsushima Hiiragi, as if it wasn't Tsushima Hiiragi who fell from above, but him.

"Is there any injury? Where is it uncomfortable?" He looked up and down while pulling Tsushima Hiiragi vigorously.

"It's really fun." Tsushima Hiiragi clapped his hands like a child, and was rarely interested.

"Do you know that if I'm not here, you will fall to your death!" Zhong Yuanzhong also saw her heartless smile, and he couldn't help but gasped, "Why did you fall down all of a sudden!"

"I stepped on the moss and slipped." Tsushima Hiiragi blinked innocently.

"Forget it, be careful next time." Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to feel that he had made too much fuss just now, "If you really fall down, you will be paralyzed if you don't die."

Tsushima's tone was flat: "I'm not afraid of death, but if I lose my limbs or become disabled, I won't do it." (Note 1)

"Don't say such things!" Zhong Yuanzhong also interrupted her loudly, and blurted out: "As long as I am there, you will be fine."

Zhong Yuanzhong also has unquestionable belief in his own strength.

"Ah..." Tsushima Hiiragi suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Nakahara Chuya without blinking, until he turned his head away in embarrassment.

"It's almost like a curse." Tsushima Hiiragi whispered, his fingertips trembling unconsciously, "I should go."

She straightened her messy long hair, patted the falling snow on her clothes, and left Leibo Street without looking back under Zhongya Zhongya's gaze.

It's really scary, she's the same type as Tachika, she really isn't good at dealing with it, and she should stop going to Raibo Street recently, Tsushima Hiiragi was thinking while walking, why didn't she pay attention to this child?

Originally, I just wanted to see what kind of results the greed that is allowed to breed can be bred, and how terrible the naive evil of the children can be. How could there be such a child in such a group of "sheep".

Then the ending she envisioned, wouldn't it be... No, not necessarily, there is another possibility with the child's "sheep".

Tsushima Hiiragi couldn't help laughing.

Ah, has the supreme inspiration favored her again?

She is just a story writer, she will just go with the flow of how the story develops, even if it is an abyss that can already be seen.

The more interesting the story, the better.