Goujin has something to say

Most of the outer islands of Venice are scenic spots, Fukagawa Kirei plans to bring some gifts to friends casually when he is about to return.

Milan, the fashion capital, was not very attractive to Fukagawa Kirei. Gou Maki noticed that she was not very interested, and quickly shifted his position after staying for one night.

He did not follow the route in the travel brochure, but chose a village gathering place on a cliff as his foothold.

The bus was driving smoothly on the road, Fukagawa Kirei sat on the inside, leaned to the side, and looked out the window curiously: "Is this called Cinque Terre?"

The dog curly leaned back a little bit in embarrassment, and his eyes fell on the side face of Fukagawa Kirei. Fukagawa Kirei's skin was very white. Perhaps because he often moved in the dark, he appeared extremely pale under the sunlight. White color.

Her hair was not tied up today, and the dog curly thorn reached out her hand mysteriously, and wrapped a small tuft of black hair around her fingertips. Fukagawa Kirei lowered his eyes, and caught his movement just in time.

Gou Juanji quickly let go of his hand, clenched his hand into a fist against his lips, coughed lightly and put down his hand, as if he wanted to hide it.

Sensing something from this small movement, Fukagawa Kirei turned his head and quickly kissed the snake-eye rune at the corner of his mouth.

Fukagawa Kirei wanted to kiss the rune every time she kissed, but generally speaking, the dog curly thorn would not allow her to do so.

Gou Juanji was stunned for two seconds, then raised his hand to press the back of her head, slightly off position, and kissed her lips.

The magic speller supported Fukagawa Kirei who was about to press himself, his lips parted, he slowed down his breathing, let his rationality return to his brain, and then said "sit down".

Fukagawa Kirei was suppressed by the power of the curse, and sat back in his seat rather aggrieved.

The dog rolls over and fastens the seat belt for her.

The Cinque Terre does not allow outside vehicles to enter. Between Riomaggiore and Manarola, there is a very representative walking plank road.

"Viadell'Amore." Fukagawa Kirei read out the name on the signboard with difficulty: "Taguchi-kun! What does it mean?"

Goujuji asked her to stretch out her hand, and the boy's white fingertips wrote a few words in Japanese on her palm.

"The Road to Love?"

"Caviar roe."

Fukagawa Kirei said "Oh!", and as she walked, she looked at the densely packed concentric locks, some rusted and some still brand new, hanging on the railings on both sides of the walking path: "There are people's names engraved on it."

The dog curly looked around, he poked Fukagawa Kirei's shoulder, and pointed to the small house at the other end of the walking path, which seemed somewhat hidden.

Fukagawa Kirei blinked: "Shall we carve one too?"

The dog curly spine lowered its eyes and said in a serious tone: "Salmon roe."

The two went to buy a concentric lock with great enthusiasm, and asked the boss to engrave the names of both parties, and put the lock on in the middle of the plank road.

The girl was satisfied: "I locked Mr. Thorn, good!"

Cinque Terre is the collective name of the five villages, and the village that Fukagawa Kirei and Inumaki arrived first had buildings decorated in vibrant colors and a swimming beach.

They first found a homestay where they could see the ocean, Fukagawa Kirei leaned on the window and looked out, looking at the golden beach below eager to try.

"Mr Thorn—let's go swimming!"

The dog curly thorn glanced at the golden sand beside her, and his tone seemed a little reluctant: "... salmon roe."

"Then I'll change into a swimsuit!" Fukagawa Kirei succeeded, quickly opened the suitcase, and took out a swimsuit from the middle: "Tankey-kun wait for me first!"

It wasn't until the door of the bathroom was closed that the dog Curly Thorn realized what a terrible thing it was.

...wait a minute, change into a swimsuit?Should I go out first?

The sound of undressing in the bathroom was rustling, and the sound insulation effect of the homestay was not that good. The dog Curly was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his elbows on his thighs, and his hands clasped together, making him look a little tense.

"That..." After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened, Fukagawa Kirei walked out with her hands behind her back, she was a little embarrassed: "Well, is this okay?"

The second the spellcaster raised his eyes, he almost forgot to breathe. It wasn't the one-piece swimsuit he imagined, he could see Fukagawa Kirei's waistline and the beautiful vest line.

...And, why did you buy the black one?

Curly the dog unzipped the coat's zipper, and pressed Fukagawa Kirei to let her put on his coat.

Spellcaster: Is this a scene that others can see! !

The dog curly spine suddenly changed his mind. He pressed Fukagawa Kirei's shoulders and made her sit in front of him. He looked into the girl's eyes with a blushing face, and paused word by word: "Wood! Fish! Flower!"

Fukagawa Kirei understands that he doesn't want to go swimming at the beach, the girl argues: "But I want to see Mr. Thorn in a swimsuit!!"

The dog curly thorn pursed his lips: "Salmon roe!"

Fukagawa Kirei paused for a moment: "Eh? Can you wear it alone for me to see?" Is this something that can be seen without additional operations?

The boy don't look away.

——Well, anyway, I didn’t go to the beach for swimming in the first place.

Fukagawa Kirei gathered the clothes he was covering his body, raised his hands to cup his cheeks: "Then it's settled, Mr. Thorn will wear it for me to see alone."

Fukagawa Kirei changed out of his swimsuit when he ran to the bathroom, and the dog curly had already accepted two people sleeping on different beds in the same room. Under Fukagawa Kirei's soft and hard soaking, the two still only booked one bed Room.

Although I don't go swimming, it doesn't prevent me from taking a walk on the beach.

Dinner was held in an unknown exquisite restaurant near the coast. The restaurant is very user-friendly and equipped each small private room with a balcony. From here, you can see the ocean under the night.

——The night here seems to come a little earlier.

The peaceful village has a sense of isolation from the world. Fukagawa Kirei leaned against the railing, and unknown piano music slowly flowed in the night. She watched the tide lapping on the reef with white foam, and the salty sea breeze blowing against her face. Come.

The colorful houses under the moonlight present a completely different scene from the early morning. The scattered tourists have either left, or are going on a night journey somewhere like them.

The dog curly spine opened the glass door, and walked to Fukagawa Kirei's side.

Fukagawa Kirei knew it was him, so he didn't turn his head back: "Think-kun."

Tokyo and Yokohama are two cities where you can hardly see the stars.

The night here is different, the stars on the sky and the stars reflected on the sea meet at the sea level, the moon rising from the edge is divided into two halves by the sea, and the fine light shines on the world.

Fukagawa Kirei remembered his wish.

——She wishes she could be an ordinary human being.

The dog curly spine was very quiet, he watched Fukagawa Kirei sinking into his own world, and did not make a sound to disturb him.

The girl turned her head to look at him, different from her usual lively appearance, she seemed a little cautious: "Shall we stay here?"

The trip to Italy was originally for the two of them alone time, and the dog Curly Thorn did not hesitate: "Salmon roe."

The black-haired girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, she bent her eyes, and the spirit returned to between her eyebrows and eyes.

As the stars set, Fukagawa Kirei tiptoed to kiss his lips: "Then, let's go back."

……

Goujuji and Fukagawa Kirei finally decided to live on this island temporarily. The owner of the homestay liked this Asian-faced couple very much, and enthusiastically introduced the interesting places of Cinque Terre to them.

But Fukagawa Kirei did not follow the recommendation of the owner of the homestay to go sightseeing, and Gou Maki took her through various undiscovered alleys in the village.

No matter what kind of shop at the end of the road, or a dead end, both the spell master and the girl are full of endless patience and enthusiasm for exploration.

But the vacation time is limited, and the text message sent by Sawada Tsunayoshi marked the end of their journey, and Fukagawa Kirei was lying on the bedside of the dog, a little depressed.

"Time is too fast..."

Curlythorn patted her head.

The message sent by Sawada Tsunayoshi is concise and to the point, and Fukagawa Kirei can’t figure out what his own test results are, but after all, this holiday was won by Vongola’s Judaime, and the endless free time is for the mafia or spell master Unobtainable luxury.

The spellcaster pushed the unmotivated Fukagawa Kirei to pack his luggage.

The temporary room was stained with the breath of life of the two people, which made even the clear-headed spellcaster a little bit reluctant. He took a light breath, and in Fukagawa Kirei's extremely decadent mood, he started to clean up the two people. personal luggage.

Fukagawa Kirei squatted beside him: "Tanto-kun, why don't we just elope from here."

The dog curled spine was helpless: "Wooden fish flower."

Fukagawa Kirei sighed.

Even so, leaving is inevitable. Pengo Lie's special car has already arrived outside the village and is waiting. They will use the fastest speed to send Fukagawa Kirei and Goumakiji back to Pengo Lie's main base.

Pushing the suitcase, the girl walked slowly on the road step by step. She glanced back at the colorful village. Among the countless concentric locks on the walking plank road, one belonged to herself and the spell master.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and bent her eyes at the young man: "Let's go out from here."

The spellcaster took the suitcase from her hand, reached out and rubbed Fukagawa Kirei's head comfortingly: "Salmon roe."

Curlythorn knew she didn't really want to go, because he didn't either.

Such a village that is basically isolated from the world has nothing to do with the mafia full of gunpowder, or curses. He and she don't need to face any life-threatening things.

"Spine-kun?" Fukagawa Kirei realized that he was comforting herself, she smiled: "It's okay, you can come again later."

They held hands and walked quietly through the long plank road. Fukagawa Kirei saw the relatively new one among the concentric locks, and she quickly looked away.

Ahead is a tunnel, the junction between the road of love and the outside world.

Fukagawa Kirei looked curiously at the rock walls on both sides. She saw the languages ​​of various countries, and tourists from all over the world left their words on the rock walls.

[Sometimes I wake up in the morning and my soul is even wet. ]

[In the distance, the Sea Breeze sounds and echoes. ]

She placed her hand on the wall of the tunnel, discerning the rock wall eroded by the sea wind, and read the writing on it.

The empty tunnel echoed, and the girl's voice was slightly ethereal: "...this is a port."

There was no follow-up on the wall, and the spellcaster's voice was soft.

—I love you here.