[Shaman King] He has a cat

She used to think that things like tears were useless.

Just as spiritual vision cannot solve people's loneliness, tears cannot solve any problems.

But there may be reasonable reasons for the existence of things. People cry not only because of sadness. When a certain emotion exceeds the threshold, the dam in the heart can no longer be maintained. Will flow with tears.

Emotions seemed to be magnified, but at the same time seemed to become smaller. The emotions that were once unbearable were crumpled into a small ball, gradually bubbled and dissipated in tears, became gentle and soft, and finally disappeared slowly.

The heavy pressure on his chest left, and the hand holding his heart loosened.

After a lot of crying, the sun rose as usual the next day, as if the newborn world woke up in the hazy light, and the sky that had faded from night gradually became brighter.

The palm leaves swayed with the sea breeze, and when her vague consciousness became clear again, the first thing she noticed was a shadow in front of her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes.

"……woke up?"

The shadow moved away, Ma Canghao withdrew his hand, and the mottled broken light fell. The boy with long brown hair sat by the bonfire with only embers left. He didn't know how long he sat there.

Shen Du sat up, and the cloak covering her body slid off and piled up on her waist and abdomen. She made a movement, picked up the familiar cloak, and returned it to its original owner: "Put the clothes on first."

"You looked a little cold last night." Ma Canghao said, holding his chin, "Are you cold?"

"...I've said it all, you put on the cloak before you talk."

Speaking of his cold constitution, where did he learn it?

"Want to guess?"

"no need."

"It's so cold, A'Du."

It seems strange that two people can still chat so normally, but this happened so naturally, and there is a tendency to continue.

She endured it, but she didn't.

"Your gloves are really a bit pesky."

He wiped her tears for a long time last night in vain, but as a result, more and more tears wiped her skin red.

She didn't need to look in the mirror, she also knew that she must look funny now, with sand grains all over her crumpled clothes.

Asakura pretended to be thinking, and raised his hand to take off his wide fingerless gloves.

"Don't." She had no expression on her face, "You don't have many clothes on."

The sun covered the white sand on the coast, and today is also a cloudless day.

The sound of the tide rose and fell slowly, Shen Du stepped on the sand and walked in front, the hotel was not far from the sea, she originally planned to go back and wash up.

She vaguely felt that she seemed to have forgotten something important, and after meeting people from the Ma Cang family unexpectedly at the door of the hotel, she finally remembered what the wrong thing was.

The relationship between Ma Cang's family and Ma Canghao is very complicated. The thousand-year grievances have continued to the present, and there is another layer of blood connection in the middle.

She disappeared all night yesterday and did not return to the hotel as scheduled, and now she suddenly appeared, followed by the ancestor of the Ma Cang family who lived for more than 1000 years and was reincarnated through the blood of her own people.

The most important thing is that even if Ma Canghao ran away from home from the day he was born, he is still a minor heir of the Ma Cang family now.

She froze at the door, and the other party froze at the door.Only Ma Canghao acted nonchalantly, as if he didn't see the person opposite, he said with a smile: "Aren't you going in?"

The first person to react was Ma Cang Ganjiu, he acted extremely sad, as if he was very sorry for her, and almost gave her a seat on the spot.

"Sorry, we have no way to teach our children..."

Wait, why is the other party apologizing? !What are you misunderstanding? ?

"no……"

Asakura Kanko, don't lower your head, why are the two people next to you showing indescribable expressions?

"No! It's really not what you think!!"

As if grabbing the last straw, she looked at Ma Canghao, who stayed out of the way: "He can explain."

Asakura turned his head slightly.

"I can explain." He paused, then smiled, "but the truth is there's nothing to explain."

...It seems that there is no way to refute it, but things seem to have gotten worse! !

She was numb when she went back to her room to change clothes.

Communication between people is sometimes particularly difficult. She glanced in the mirror and seemed to vaguely understand where the communication went wrong this time.

Withdrawing her gaze, Shen Du forced herself not to think too much, she threw the crumpled clothes into the basket, changed into the bathrobe prepared by the hotel, tied her belt halfway, and there was a polite knock on the door from outside the door.

"Do you need help?"

"...No need." Although she is really not good at wearing the belt of this kind of clothes, no matter how she wears it, she doesn't feel safe enough.

She struggled with that dark blue belt for a long time in the bathroom, and finally got her clothes sorted.

After walking out of the bathroom, the partition of the room was closed, and the people in the corridor seemed to have left. She breathed a sigh of relief, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the window.

Before the guests in the next room could react, she rushed over.

The figure that fell on the window sill was suddenly grabbed by her cloak, her amber eyes widened slightly in surprise, and then lightly let go of all her strength, allowing her to grab the collar of the cloak and pull herself down.

With a bang, the curtains were lifted by the swollen sea breeze.

Because of his over-cooperation, the two fell into the house together.

It was too late when she realized something was wrong. The moment her heart stepped on the ground, her vision was turned upside down, but the expected pain did not appear. There was a muffled sound when the fingerless gloves hit the tatami, and he supported the back of her head at the last moment , cushioned the impact of the fall with the palm of his hand.

After the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a tinnitus-like silence spread.

After the dizziness dissipated a little, she opened her eyes, her long brown hair slipped from the opponent's shoulders, and the shadows engulfed her. Her amber eyes were close at hand, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile when she noticed it.

"You are too nervous." Asakura said, "There is no one in the next room."

This seems to be good news, but also seems to be bad news.

"The people on this island are all psychics. As long as they are sensible enough, they won't pay attention to the movement here. You don't need to care about those insignificant people."

Shen Du put the dangerous topic back on track: "...What were you doing by the window just now?"

He thought about it for a second or so.

"Worried you're stuck in the bathroom."

"That excuse sucks."

"Then I change it?"

While speaking, she could feel the vibration of his chest with a smile, and the silver pentagram earrings dangled in front of her eyes, feeling like they were about to fall on her face.

Shen Du scowled.

Ma Canghao: "How much time do you need to think?"

"Thinking about what?"

"Afterwards."

His ability to travel worlds meant that the deadline she thought existed between the two of them didn't exist.

The miraculous reunion is not short-lived. It is very difficult to get together and get together well. There is no need to temporarily suppress the problem of peaceful coexistence. Everything needs to be reconsidered from a new perspective.

But this is not a question that can be answered by rational thinking.

Even if she kept thinking about it, perhaps spending thousands of years thinking about it, she still couldn't come up with a perfect answer.

Because the answer wasn't there in the first place.

Shen Du raised his hand, hooked his fingers around the edge of his cloak collar, and suddenly pulled him down.

"Then prove it to me."

She raised her eyes and stared at Ma Canghao's expression: "Prove to me your ideals and the unforgivable human beings you said."

Prove to me your thousand years of experience, and the truth derived from it.

The distance between the two was suddenly shortened by her actions. With the sound of speaking, the warm breath fell into the narrow air gap. The person on the body laughed lowly, and something slowly softened in the amber eyes. down.

"Okay." Ma Canghao held her cheek, and brushed away the broken hair that fell to her cheek with his fingertips, "I will prove it to you."

Shen Du: "After becoming the Shaman King, you have to prove it to me first."

"I know."

"You have to prove it to me first."

"we have a deal."

She squinted at him for a moment, then slowly loosened the collar of her light-colored cloak.

But Ma Cang finally didn't get up, as if he didn't get the cue from her to tell him to get up, the crumpled cloak that was grabbed by her fell off, he covered her in the shadow under him, and asked with a smile:

"Don't you choose to be my enemy?"

"..."

"As an insignificant person, insignificance also has its advantages." Shen Du paused, "Do you want to know what it is?"

"what?"

"I can't beat you," she said honestly, "and I don't want to."

On the first day she traveled to this world, she had already fully realized how unpopular he was. She took a good walk on the beach, and even good enemies would come to her, as if he was someone from the world. Extremely evil, I wish I could wipe out everything related to him.

"There are so many people who are against you, and there is no shortage of me."

She has positioned herself as an ordinary person from beginning to end, and as a psychic, she is just an ordinary psychic.

"But don't get me wrong. Not being your enemy doesn't mean I support your approach. If you want to prove to me that your thinking is correct, I just agree."

Ma Cang laughed: "Then where are you from?"

"Do you think there are only two positions in this world, supporting you and opposing you?" She said, "Of course I am on my side, and I stand on the position of my own choice."

"Oh?" Ma Cang said unhurriedly, "It's sophistry."

"It's really sophistry," she admits.

In a situation where one side represents evil, the neutrality of choosing inaction may be no different from condoning evil.But this is her answer, and she will bear the price of choosing this answer herself.

"Will I go to hell?" She found her mind unexpectedly peaceful.

"Or should I change the question—is hell scary?"

Ma Canghao looked at her, and replied in a gentle voice: "...It's not scary at all."

He said: "Compared to the world of the living, hell is not scary at all."

"Then I'm relieved." Shen Du relaxed, "Maybe I can just go and see the scenery you've seen in the past 900 years..."

The sound disappeared.

After a long pause, the still world surged back from the edge of the void.

The bonded breath separated slightly, and she said, "This is not acceptable."

But the temperature of the heart can't fool anyone.

After a thousand years, everything has changed.

But even among the ruins of time, there are still things that have not changed.

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