Quanzai Cone

As the first lunar month approaches, lights and festoons begin to decorate everywhere on the island.

I heard that due to the influence of a nearby place, every new year, the isolated island will hold a grand Kagura ceremony. Although the Kagura ceremony has been canceled with the introduction of Western style after modern times, the celebration has been retained.

Another place where the residual influence of kagura rituals can be found is in the celebration masks.In this island, the "mask" is regarded as a medium connecting this world and the next world.It is rumored that during the Kagura ceremony, the participants will enter a strange state and perceive the souls of the dead. Without the protection of the "mask", they are likely to be occupied by a large number of souls and turn into monsters on the spot—

"It's scary!" The senior tilted his head and showed his face from behind the mask he was holding, and put on a hideous expression.

I calmly pressed the mask to cover her face: "I'm not afraid of ghosts."

"It's so boring!" The senior complained in a muffled voice through the mask, "I must be speaking too plainly... the mother-in-law on the farm is super scary!"

"It's just a rumor. Don't be suspicious. It's okay. Let's take this one. I think it's very suitable."

"Well, I also think this mask is pretty good~" The senior shifted his attention smoothly, took off the mask to look at it for a while, and paid for it with a smile on his face.

I hold an ordinary smiling face in my hand. If I have to talk about its characteristics, it is probably covered with a layer of moon-white glaze. It looks like a peaceful moon when viewed from a distance in a bright environment.

Walking out of the old craftsman's courtyard side by side with me, the senior wrapped the scarf tightly and asked in a low voice: "I remember you came to buy masks yesterday? Why are you running with me again today?"

"Yesterday I chose a mask for Zhijun. Didn't I make an appointment to come together before, so I didn't buy my own." I put on my earmuffs and replied.

"Woo... Xunguang!" The senior who was suddenly moved gave me a bear hug, and he rubbed against me so that my long hair was messy and my earmuffs were crooked.

Stumbling around, I was helplessly "ruled" by my senior, listening to her shouting excitedly.

"The new year is here, congratulations on the new year!"

Zhijun's mask was chosen by himself.I took photos of the salable varieties displayed by the old craftsman and sent him one by one. He browsed through and selected a crying noodle.

Although it is a crying face, but because the old craftsman made the expressions of all the masks very light, if you look at it from the side, you will only think it is a calm and thinking expression, which is very suitable for Zhijun's temperament.

The mask was sent to Zhijun the day after he bought it.I saw him put the crying face on the desk at hand through the surveillance, and continued to be busy with something mysteriously. While sending him a message, I felt ashamed of "it is true": seeing him so skillfully avoiding the camera angle , I must have guessed that someone was monitoring; and recall my cover-up full of flaws...

I was a little autistic, resisted the urge to scream, and firmly pressed the text message sending button.

[The New Year celebration is three days later, can Zhijun come? 】

Zhijun didn't stay outside for long that night, and after accepting the octagonal necklace, he quietly returned to the inmate's dormitory, as if he simply wanted to realize the action of "wiping tears" he said during the meeting.I'm not sure if this kind of behavior can be repeated a second time, and it's still on the delicate date of the New Year's celebration... But, the sense of anticipation of ushering in the next year with Zhijun still pushed me to send out a date inquiry.

On the other side of the screen, Zhijun who heard the prompt put aside his work and returned in seconds: [Of course I will come, how could Miss Guang's New Year's Eve ceremony be without me. 】

As soon as I smiled unconsciously, I saw a new message jump into the interface——

[In order to preserve a little sense of surprise, don't watch the surveillance for these three days.I will be there on time for the celebration, see you there, Miss Guang! 】

Under the surveillance, the wicked Zhijun raised his head to accurately capture the camera, and made a "forbidden" gesture with a smile.

The text message returned to the notification bar, and I also leaned back and turned over the desk chair, and fell to the ground with a "bang bang bang bang". In the confusion, [sabot] came out and cut off the monitoring screen.

I lay on the floor in embarrassment, pressing the painful place and blushing.

Why don't you go to the New Year's celebration——

I thought of this with my mentality exploding, and the [sabot] that fell next to me lit up.

[Zhijun: Miss Guang, I will always wait for you at the celebration! owo】

……hateful!

...Although I was very self-defeating, I still made serious preparations on the day of the celebration.

It took most of the day to make up and choose clothes. Thanks to the help of the seniors, it was completed at the last minute.I took the kimono matching handbag from my senior, expressed my thanks repeatedly, and walked out of the dormitory building with her.

It's almost night, under the dark sky, the street lamps in warm colors illuminate the snowy streets, and also illuminate the people traveling in costumes.

"Are you really not going shopping with me?" the senior asked.

"Well, because I already have an appointment with someone, I don't want to be absent no matter what... I'm sorry, senior." I lowered my head embarrassedly.

The senior smiled heartily, let go of my arm, and waved his hand: "It's good to have a companion! I don't need company, and I also want to take pictures of Qingren and live broadcast the celebration. Then, I'll go first?"

The senior who is very popular on the island has received many invitations half a month ago, so I can go to Zhijun with peace of mind.So when I heard her say goodbye, I just obediently responded: "Okay, I wish you a happy new year, senior!"

"Happy New Year!"

The senior waved freely, walked down the street and disappeared.I watched her leave, thought for a while, and stopped at a fork in the road not far from the dormitory.

The tall street lamp beside me cast a bright light, and I sent a message to Zhijun to inform him of the location.

【...I'm wearing a snow blue kimono with frosted flowers, so it should be easy to see. 】

The text message was delivered, and within a second, a reply came.

[I found you, turn around. 】

I was taken aback, turned around and looked up, and saw a man walking towards me with a crying face.

He took out his hand from the pocket of the black woolen coat, took the smiling face I was holding with his warm fingers and put it on for me. When he leaned over, his iris-colored eyes showed a hint of a smile.

"Miss Guang," his voice floated into my heart together with the snowflakes, turning into melting water waves, "I'm here for the appointment."