[Shaman King] He has a cat

There are various boundaries in this world, such as the boundary between regions, the boundary between time, and the boundary between women's dorms and men's dorms that must not be crossed.

Because most of the boundaries are set by people, there is no risk in itself of crossing the boundaries. The real danger comes from the anger of the master who set the boundaries, such as being violently beaten by a blue-faced fangs shikigami.

But this little danger is clearly not a fear for some people.

The star group headed by Ma Canghao suddenly visited, and the guests of the hot spring hotel had to reassign their rooms tonight.The Japanese-style room covered with tatami mats was decorated simply and warmly. Shen Du was about to take the quilt out of the closet, and there was a gentle knock on the door.

She put down the things in her hand and was about to get up when Anna walked over with a blank expression.

In the corridor outside the door, Ma Canghao maintained a smiling expression, raised his hand halfway, and hadn't had time to say hello.

With a bang, the door was closed by Anna mercilessly.

"..."

But no matter how indestructible and insurmountable the boundary between male and female dormitories is, occasionally there will be fish that slip through the net who have not yet awakened gender awareness.

After the lights were turned off, the Japanese room was darkened, leaving only the floor lamp in the corner slightly lit.After an unknown amount of time, small footsteps sounded in the corridor, and when Xiao Heitan, who was wearing pajamas, ran back, he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"Lord A'Du—" The child ran towards her with a clear goal like a dexterous sheep.

Anna remembered something, showing a "careless" look.

The fish that slipped through the net ran in, but it was too late, Xiao Heitan raised the thing in his hand in front of Shen Du: "My lord, let me give this to you."

It was an ordinary-looking note, exactly the same as the note in every room in this hotel. The only difference was that this note was folded in the form of letter paper, and the folding method was very old. Familiar at the same time vaguely makes people feel as if something is missing.

Xiao Heitan looked at her expectantly, so Shen Du had no choice but to take the folded note.

With the help of the soft and dim light, she unfolded the letter, the white paper was stained by the edge of the light, and there was only one sentence on it.

"Last year, I met you in the spring, and missed me Fang Yin, and the cherry blossoms seemed to greet the clouds."

She remembered what was missing from such a letter.

It's winter now, but I can't find any blooming branches.

But she couldn't write poems and couldn't reply to letters. It was the rule of that era, so she never strictly abided by it.

After returning to modern times, she has opened many doors.

But whether in reality or in a dream, there is no bright spring behind any door, no cherry blossoms in full bloom blown down by the wind behind those doors, no dragon flute and flute music blowing in the spring wind face to face.

The surrounding time will not suddenly stop silently when the person behind the door looks up at her.

She remembered the color of his hunting clothes, the arc of long hair sliding down his shoulders, and also remembered that when he raised his eyes, the light brown eyes reflected the sunlight outside, shimmering like the surface of a lake in spring.

It's so strange, she is obviously a modern person, but after returning to modern times, she feels that there is a piece missing in her heart, and there is an extra hole for air leakage. Whenever she opens the door and sees the empty scenery behind the door, the missing part in her heart will be It expanded a little, and finally turned into some kind of secret and unspeakable pain.

The ten years in the Heian era had become part of her life without her knowing it.

Even if it hurts, people can live. She never thought about who she would fall in love with, and she has never regretted it now. She has already made up her mind to continue living her original life with the feelings she once harbored. Some life.

Some things, if there are some, it's good, if not, it's nothing, it's enough for her to experience it.

but--

but.

Shen Du opened the door.

In the secluded corridor, a figure leaned against the eaves with arms folded, and looked over the moment she opened the door.

She was still holding the letter written on a sticky note in her hand. The letter paper was neither incense nor tied with flower branches, and the waka written was not in line with the current season at all. If it were put in the Heian era thousands of years ago, it would be [-]% accepted by the other party. reject.

"I can't write waka." This was the first sentence she said.

Ma Canghao rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I know."

He was wearing a bathrobe and his long brown hair fell loosely over his shoulders.

"Because I couldn't write a reply," she said, "I came directly to you."

The temperature in his heart was very hot. In fact, even if she didn't come to him, he could still receive her response.

There is a distance of a few steps between the two. In the dead of night, the Milky Way that runs through the night sky is shining brightly. There were no electric lights in the previous era. After sunset, the lights on the ground dimmed, but the stars in the night sky brightened up. One of the responsibilities is to observe the sky at night and predict the movement of the world through the trajectory of the stars.

"The stars are beautiful today." Ma Canghao's voice was very gentle, "Want to join me?"

The young man's hand lacked the sharp bones of an adult, but his movements of holding her fingers were very gentle, his eyes put away a casual smile, and when his expression softened, for a moment, he looked at her appearance and the millennium The figures in front overlapped.

The two sat under the eaves of the verandah, and in the distant night sky, white sand-like stars twinkled quietly.

"Did you have a good time today?"

"What do you mean?"

"...For example, eating the overlord's meal."

"Ye is my younger brother, how can eating at his place be regarded as overlord's meal." Ma Canghao said with a smile, "Besides, I'm here today for business."

"What's the matter?"

"You know that human beings covet the wealth of knowledge in Continent Mu. I came here today to propose to join forces against those warships tomorrow."

"Did the others agree?"

"In the face of a common enemy, some things can be put aside."

Shen Du thought for a long time, then slowly said: "Do you want to try to make more friends?"

"..."

"Actually, I've been thinking about it, ever since you told me that the root cause of spiritual vision is loneliness." She looked at the distant stars, "You clearly know what the principle of spiritual vision is, but you never know what it is. Get rid of this ability."

In the past 1000 years, his spiritual vision has never disappeared.

Is it impossible?Still not willing to do it.

She once copied the Manyoshu from beginning to end. At that time, the papers with Waka were scattered on the ground like snowflakes, and the tawny tabby cat stepped on the Waka, leaving footprints like plum blossoms on the snow-white pieces of paper.

On a drowsy spring day, the cat basks in the sun on the porch.

On nights when the moon is soft, the cat always sits beside the Great Onmyoji.

When the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, when the cherry blossoms are not in full bloom, and when there is light snow falling in the sky, the cat will nestle in his arms, squint its crescent-like eyes, and gently and slowly, as if expressing love. snoring.

"I heard about what happened 500 years ago."

The cat, which can only exist in the world because of the witch power left by King Ma Cang Ye, became the spirit of the Ma Cang family in order to defeat its former master.

"You have spiritual vision and can hear the voices of other creatures, so I've been thinking about it."

The starry sky tonight is as beautiful as it was a thousand years ago.

When a person looks up at the starry sky, it is actually very easy to feel lonely.

"You can hear all the voices of the stock master when he was fighting with you."

Because I could hear it, I gave up.

"At that time, you let the stock sect kill you."

The cat burst into tears the moment it saw her. Even now, it is impossible to face its former owner. One can imagine how painful the heartfelt feelings were from 500 years ago.

King Ma Cang Ye heard these voices at that time.

Gu Zong was the last friend of King Ma Cang Ye.

"I have unlimited time." Asakura Hao lowered his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "500 years ago was just a failure."

"But you still want to see it, don't you?"

"It's useless to say that now."

The betrayal of 500 years ago has happened and the past cannot be erased.

"It's because it doesn't want to appear in front of me. What's the use of talking about it now."

She looks at him.

"But," she tried, "I want you to be happy."

In these 1000 years, his spiritual vision has not disappeared. He clearly knows the principle, but it seems to have closed his heart, and he hardly establishes contact with others.

He finally had a companion, but he completely regarded him as a dispensable tool, but there were people like Asakuraha who would seriously care whether he was lonely or not.

"Even now, there are people around you who cherish you."

Friends are not allies, and they don't need to be equal in strength, as long as they can feel happy when they are together, so even if his strength is so powerful that no one can match him, what does it matter if no one in the world can match him.

"Whether it's becoming the Shaman King or something else, I just want you to be happy."

Maybe it's because the ability of spiritual vision is too unfair, he always understands others more than others understand him.

He can always know what other people are thinking, but few people can understand Ma Cang Ye Wang's thoughts.

He is always responsible for listening, forced to understand the voices and thoughts of others, and from the beginning, his relationship with others is not equal.

"1000 years ago," Shen Du paused, "Didn't we quarrel at that time when we met for the last time?"

Because of the accident that happened later, they could not continue the conversation that had been interrupted.

When they met again after a thousand years, although the two talked a lot, if——if the two hadn't separated at that time, the fire hadn't happened, and she returned to the mansion and saw King Ma Cangye who was waiting for her to come back, at that time , She still has something she really wants to say, but she has not been able to say it.

"I thought about it, and I think you're right."

She doesn't understand, nor does she understand the pain that the ability of spiritual vision brings to people.

She is not special, on the contrary, she is very ordinary. There is no unparalleled, extraordinary and omnipotent love that can save his past hatred and pain, and even heal the pain and torture that Spirit Vision has brought to him for so many years.

She is an ordinary person, so all she can give him is ordinary, old-fashioned and ordinary love.

"But," she said with a smile, "if you want to talk, I can listen."

If those things hadn't happened, she would have meant to tell him so.

"You're always listening to the other person, so let's swap and it's my turn to listen to yours."

It doesn't matter if it's happy, sad, joyful or painful, even dark emotions.

Because Ma Cang Yewang once saved her from the loneliness in another world.The world map she drew so ugly has always been stored in his study.

"So, as long as you want, I'm willing to listen."

The author has something to say:

I met you in the spring last year, and I miss you Fang Yin, and the cherry blossoms seem to come to meet the clouds.

The translation comes from Mr. Qian Daosun, simply put, it means spring meets you【x

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