I, Seimei, can't be an audiophile

It's incredible that even though they didn't declare their names, both parties already knew who the other was.

It's a bit like a wonderful tacit understanding. This is the first time Yuan Boya has such a feeling. He has never communicated with the other party or language, but he seems to have greeted each other.

"Well, I heard that there will be a performance here, so I came here, isn't it a bit too abrupt?"

Young Master White Fox smiled like a fox: "Don't be abrupt, it should be just right, please."

After finishing speaking, Mr. White Fox offered the jade flute around his waist with both hands.

Yuan Boya: "..."

Yuan Boya: "Is it me?!"

I thought I came to listen to your performance, but you turned out to let me play?It's booming and in a trance!Always feel calculated!

"I said before, I came here just to wait for you."

These words, to others, look like deceit, but to the white fox who is like a fairy, it is like a promise, as if an invisible bond has been established between the two because of his words.

Yuan Boya was relieved, if it was rumored that Abe Seimei, the great onmyoji who knew ancient and modern times, then maybe what he said was true. Seimei knew that he would come here at this time, so he purposely waited here for him.

"Is it really all right? I heard that an old man invited you to play the flute?"

Qingming smiled and shook his head: "No, no, he didn't ask me to play the flute, he just sent someone to say that he hoped to cure his insomnia and headache. So I knew that you would be visiting at this moment, so I took the flute to wait here You, as long as you play the flute, everything will be fine."

Yuan Boya felt that he had fallen into a trap, but soon he stopped thinking about the causal logic. Anyway, a great onmyoji like Qingming would not harm him.Moreover, he had just had a burst of inspiration, and he did have the urge to create new songs.

——The pavilion under the rain, waiting for him in the pavilion, the mysterious son who is neither a friend nor a stranger, has a kind of novelty and mystery.

Yuan Boya took the flute, tested the tone, and quickly mastered the timbre of the jade flute, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed smoothly and windingly in the pavilion.

Akatsuki was Abe Seimei, who had been psychologically prepared for a long time, and she couldn't help being taken aback.

He had actually heard Yuan Boya play before, without Yuan Boya himself knowing.

It was a banquet, and Abe Seimei was not interested in staying for a long time, but because of Yuan Boya's flute, he stayed until he had finished listening to it before leaving.

But this time was different from that time. At that time, he only felt that Yuan Boya's music had something that other musicians did not have. It was obviously the same piece, but Yuan Boya's performance was significantly different from others, and it was easy to forget. Everything, plunge into it, immerse yourself in the sea of ​​music.

Now he is amazed by Yuan Boya's song - it is like a language, crossing national and national borders, and everyone who listens can understand the meaning expressed in it.

He seemed to hear the drizzle from the music, the sound of the wind blowing through the gazebo, the slightly curious and joyful state of mind of the visitors when they looked at the people standing in the pavilion, and he heard it like a sketch. In the form of a strange and yearning elegant young man, upon hearing the friendly invitation, he seemed to be saying, may I know you?I want to know you better, the mysterious white fox son, I want to know more, more different you.

"Uh..." Abe Seimei had to cover his face with a fan to block his slightly red face.

Yuan Boya didn't pay attention to these, he was intoxicated in the music.At the end of the last song, he himself was still a little bit unresponsive.

Yuan Boya stared at the lake outside the gazebo, and in his heart he was writing down the score of the song he had improvised.

At this time, the patter of rain outside became smaller and finally stopped!The long-lost sunny day is finally here!

"It would be even better if there is wine and fish. Listening to your music is very suitable for wine tasting."

Seimei Abe couldn't help praising, Minamoto was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled embarrassedly.

"That's right, next time we can taste wine together."

"Whoa-"

Hearing the sound of splashing water, Yuan Boya couldn't help looking at the water, only to see a toad the size of a washbasin swimming away.

Yuan Boya's eyes widened, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Qingming: "Did you see it just now? What a big frog!"

Abe Seimei chuckled: "It's a toad, and a frog can't grow that big. I probably like your music very much. I came to listen to it just now, and left after listening to it."

Yuan Boya suddenly thought of something, and looked at Qingming in disbelief: "Could it be that the so-called old man is—"

Abe Seimei said: "No, the old man is a giant tortoise living under the pavilion, and he should have fallen asleep under your music by now. He had a headache before, which caused continuous rain, so I had to come here at the appointment."

Yuan Boya thought to himself, no matter it's true or not, Mr. White Fox can really talk, as if I'm really so powerful that one song can stop the rain.

Yuan Boya had indeed heard all kinds of people who praised him, with all kinds of compliments, he was used to it.

But this is the first time for such supernatural praise. How should I put it, is it quite the style of a great Onmyoji?

"Thank you."

Qingming said again: "I should say thank you. Thanks to you, I solved it in the most peaceful way. Please accept this flute as a thank you gift."

Yuan Boya pushed the flute to Qingming, then said with a smile, "It's still not good, I really like the flute I use now."

Abe Seimei nodded, and threw the flute into the lake.

Yuan Boya was taken aback, and immediately wanted to jump down to fish, but was held back by Qingming.

"I'm just returning the flute. Since you don't need it, give it to the person who sent it."

After hearing this, Yuan Boya suddenly realized, and rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

"It really scared me, you have to say it beforehand, Qingming——ah!"

Realizing that he had accidentally called out Abe Seimei's name in an overly intimate tone, Minamoto couldn't help covering his mouth.

Young Master White Fox covered his face with the fan again, seeming to be smiling: "It's okay, we are friends already, let's go, come to my house to drink plum wine and eat grilled fish."

Yuan Boya readily agreed, and returned directly to his mansion with Abe Seimei.Qingming's maid prepared wine, after a while, someone knocked on the door, and an ugly servant brought fresh fish, and thanked Master Qingming for her help.

Yuan Boya guessed that it was sent by the old man's family today?No wonder it is a live fish.

The two really tasted wine and grilled fish, and they were very happy.The transportation of aquatic products in this era is still relatively inconvenient. Most civilians, even those with a slightly better status, can only eat salted fish.

Salted fish is meant to be preserved for a long time, so the taste is naturally not as delicious as fresh fish.Live fish is expensive, and even nobles can't eat every meal.

Yuan Boya noticed that there were many maids in Qingming's house, and couldn't help asking from the bottom of his heart, is the Great Onmyoji really so rich?Moreover, the maids are all beautiful and caring, and they must have cost a lot, which is comparable to the life of aristocrats.

Seimei Abe poured wine and smiled and replied: "They are all my shikigami. With human women, there will still be troubles in terms of reputation in the future."

Yuan Boya couldn't help frowning: "Please don't say that, as if women are troublesome. They and their work are quite respectable."

Seimei corrected: "No, it's because of my reputation. After the third time a maid claimed to be pregnant with my child, and I didn't even remember what she looked like, I switched to Shikigami."

Yuan Boya: "..."

On the contrary, Qingming was very curious: "But you, Boya, have you never encountered such a situation?"

Yuan Boya replied confusedly: "I don't seem to have any, but I don't have many maids. Most of them are gifts from my great-grandfather. They are very kind to me and like to give me a lot of delicious food."

Qingming: "..."

I understand, Yuan Boya's maids are all for his grandfather who is the emperor, so looking at Boya is like looking at grandchildren.

The two couldn't help feeling the mystery and complexity of ordinary women's minds, so they drank together again, and then Yuan Boya rose up and played another song.

……

After the memories were over, Yuan Boya concluded with a look of nostalgia: "After that, I became friends with Qingming, and we often drank wine and ate grilled fish together. Every time I went to his place, I could get fresh fish. He can go to the pavilion to play together."

After Li Qingming finished listening, he really wanted to tell Mr. Boya, haven't you been completely fooled by Mr. Qingming?

It's clearly your flute that appeased that old man, that's why they gave you fish!In other words, Master Qingming is actually rubbing your fish!

But thinking about it again, this is also impossible.Mr. Boya has a filter for Mr. Qingming. This is when he discovered that Mr. Boya even knew that Mr. Qingming had amazing arms, but he still explained a lot of reasons to him.

But... Master Qingming can play the flute, or is it the jade flute?Although Mr. Boya didn't hear it, judging from the people in the courtyard talking, it should be able to blow it, and maybe it has the effect of subduing demons and demons?

Li Qingming imagined it, and thought it was so cool, so cool that he had no friends!

So after he went back, he searched through boxes and cabinets, intending to confirm his guess—Master Qingming, he should be good at rhythm!I am so rock and roll, Mr. Seimei is really my previous life, he must also have a sense of rhythm!

As a result, he found a jade flute.

This jade flute was placed in a good nanmu box, and there was a piece of paper inside, with beautiful words written on it——

【The flute used by my friend Yuan Boya】

Li Qingming: "..."

Li Qingming closed the box silently.

——Send it back to the person who gave it, that is, the person who gave the jade flute is actually Master Qingming!

However, this operation is very confusing. Since you gave it to me, you can put it away and it’s over. Why do you pretend to put it in the water and then put it away secretly?

After taking it back, it was still placed in a nanmu box, and a note was written on it, it was like——

That's right, it's like your reaction to the surroundings touched by your idol after seeing your idol!This is no longer an ordinary merchandise, it is a merchandise that idols have touched, so I want to treasure it!

Li Qingming replayed the whole story in his mind, then, if Mr. Boya's filter is removed, it might be so.

Seimei-sama has long been a fan of Boya-sama, so when they met that day, it was actually a fan's pursuit of the idol, but it was packaged as if he was treating the sick old man.

Saving the old man is probably incidental. Since he has predicted that Mr. Boya will go, it doesn't matter whether he goes or not. Mr. Boya can solve the problem as long as he goes there and impromptu performances. If he can really divination, there is no need to go.

——There is only one reason for him to go, the main reason is to chase idols!Listen to idol's live performance!

Ah, what a thief!He must have dressed up very well beforehand, so that Mr. Boya could be amazed at a glance, and then willing to talk to him!

Afterwards, Mr. Boya took the bait and was willing to be his friend. He gave something again—after he didn’t send it out, he hid it by himself, and was afraid that Mr. Boya would find out, so he pretended to throw a stone or something into the water, and actually hid the flute in his sleeve inside!

Li Qingming couldn't help but pause when he thought of this.

——Is Seimei-sama really like this?

Li Qingming thought of himself again.If Master Seimei is really his previous life.Then... Yes, Seimei-sama can really do this!

Hmph, I didn't expect to see it through, Mr. Seimei!You are actually a fan of Mr. Boya!

Pretending to be aggressive is also to maintain B status so that he can continue to be friends with Mr. Boya!After all, the self I met with my idol must be quite different from my real self.

——You are such a Seimei-sama!

Li Qingming felt aggrieved, and felt that it was wrong for Master Qingming to deceive Lord Boya.However, it is understandable to substitute myself.

Forget it, let Master Boya find out by himself, it's not easy for outsiders to talk about such things.

I don't know, what would Mr. Boya think if he found out that Mr. White Fox with a high B character was actually a fan of him before the official meeting?Wouldn't it be more surprising than the setting of the unicorn arm?