[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

The middle-aged woman outside the door was about forty or so, with a soft outline, and the demeanor of her youth could be vaguely seen between her brows and eyes.

She was wearing house clothes, and the apron was still on, and she asked with a concerned expression, "Qiao Qiao, did you fall down?"

When the woman walked into the house, she looked around at the daily necessities all over the floor, and her tone was a bit complaining, but her tone was very gentle: "If you don't know how to tidy up, don't move around, go do your homework."

"Mom came to clean up the house after cooking." She reached out and stroked the girl's hair. "Didn't you keep clamoring for sweet and sour pork? I made it for you today. Don't be picky eaters anymore."

"..."

"What's wrong, it's because of the silence," the woman's expression became tense, "Where did you fall?"

She quickly squatted down, raised the girl's arm, and rubbed her forehead again: "There is no wound."

Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, she trembled all over, and quickly said: "No, nothing!"

She stood up abruptly, her eyes sparkling, like a beggar who suddenly got candy, at a loss and trembling: "I'm not injured...I made you worry, that, thank you!"

The woman was taken aback: "You child, what happened today?"

"It's polite now," she stretched out her hand and patted the girl lightly, "It's good that you're not hurt, my little boy. What are you doing to say thank you to mom? I'll be thankful if you can tidy up your room."

She smiled, obviously joking, but Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to have received an important order, and nodded immediately: "Okay! I will definitely pack it up."

This surprised the woman on the contrary, she said in amazement: "Did you change your gender today?"

"...No, that..."

"Okay," the woman waved her hand, "I'm going to cook, you can play if you want, as long as you don't hurt yourself."

"..."

Lu Qiaoqiao didn't say a word, and watched her back disappear at the door.

She froze for a while, then turned her head to look around.

This is obviously an old house, an ordinary old-style dwelling, a common two-story building in a town, and traces of poverty can be seen everywhere, but the owner is obviously very good at taking care of life. The hut she lives in has soft-colored wallpaper on the wall , There is also a pot of sunflowers by the window.

Lu Qiaoqiao walked to the wall and opened the calendar.

June 27th.

'Great, finally found you...'

——It was the day she met Shikigami Foxnosuke.

"..."

She put down the calendar, covered her lips with one hand, and began to whisper:

"Sanri Yuezong is near, California Qingguang, five tigers retreat..."

While talking to herself, she raised her hand and slowly gestured their names in the void.

"Gukuu Toshiro, Yiqi Yijin, Xiaohumaru..."

It took her some time to write these names little by little, very carefully.

After the last stroke, Lu Qiaoqiao paused for a moment.Only then continued.

"Tsuraru... Kuninaga..."

There seemed to be slight ripples in the air.Lu Qiaoqiao was silent for a moment, curled up her fingers, she did not repeat such weird behavior again.After walking around the room, I started to pack it up.

Old notebooks, homemade keychains, pale pink hairpins... a lot of odds and ends, and a lot of clothes on the bed.

Lu Qiaoqiao picked up one, and the faint scent of soap filled her nostrils.

This is a brand new school uniform, it should have just been issued.May not have been tried on by the owner.

The badge on the chest is embroidered with the words 'Qingtan County No. [-] Middle School'.Judging from the style, this is a set of autumn school uniforms, which should be prepared for the new semester after the summer vacation.

Lu Qiaoqiao slowly folded the clothes. She tidied up very slowly. Every time she picked up something, she had to think carefully about where it should be stored.

After she finished packing, the sky dimmed.

The last ray of light also dimmed, Lu Qiaoqiao closed the closet, and walked lightly to the desk.

This desk should be quite old, the paint on the surface has long since peeled off, and the edges have been polished very smooth.

However, perhaps because the owner was too nostalgic, he didn't throw it away.

Lu Qiaoqiao squatted down in front of the desk, and she opened the bottom drawer.He reached out and groped around the edge of the drawer.

Her actions were very light, but her goal was very clear. After a while, Lu Qiaoqiao stopped her actions.

She leaned on the desk and withdrew her hand.

Between her fingers was a thousand paper cranes.

The paper crane's wings were not unfolded, and they were folded flat. Like the desk, it was obviously old, with a dark yellow color eroded by the years.

Lu Qiaoqiao slowly took apart the paper crane, and finally flattened into a piece of paper. She turned over the piece of paper, and that sentence came into view.

It was a line of crookedly written words, as if a young child stole a pen and wrote it down stroke by stroke according to the book. Because of the age, some words and sentences could no longer be read clearly.

But Lu Qiaoqiao knew what this sentence was.

——“I hope my mother can come home.”

"..."

"Qiao Qiao." A warm weight suddenly weighed on his shoulders, "What are you looking at?"

Lu Qiaoqiao raised her head and found that the woman came behind her at some point. She knelt on the ground and hugged her.With the other hand, he took the piece of paper.

"what is this?"

Lu Qiaoqiao was startled: "Wait, please don't..."

However, the middle-aged woman has already read out word by word: "I hope... Mom, Mom, can..."

"..."

She stopped after reading half a sentence, and said in a panic, "Qiao Qiao, did you write this?"

She hugged the girl: "I'm sorry, my mother really shouldn't have done that at that time."

"Mom was fascinated by ghosts at the time, I'm sorry..." The middle-aged woman let out a sobbing voice, "But now it's all right, I've survived, and your father's job is stable. He will go home in two days gone."

"...Dad," Lu Qiaoqiao repeated softly, "Are you going home too?"

"Yes, he just talked to you on the phone yesterday, have you forgotten?"

"..."

"Qiao Qiao," the middle-aged woman hugged her, "Mom wants to apologize to you. What my mother did back then must have hurt you."

She wanted to say something more, but she heard the girl whisper: "No, I never blamed you."

"I understand your choice."

"Besides," she turned around and wiped away the middle-aged woman's tears with her hand, "...'You' have gone home, haven't you?"

"Jojo?"

Lu Qiaoqiao smiled at her, reached out and patted her on the back, took back the paper, folded it as it was, and put it back in the drawer.

The middle-aged woman was obviously very confused by her actions, but she didn't say anything, she just rubbed her hands together and said flatteringly, "Little boy, the dishes are ready, let's go eat?"

"Okay," Lu Qiaoqiao replied gently, "Go out first, after a while...'I' will pass by."

The middle-aged woman's expression became more and more puzzled, but she didn't ask any more questions, but said in a dull voice: "Then hurry up, or you will get cold."

"We will definitely not delay dinner."

Lu Qiaoqiao smiled and watched her go out the door. When she closed the door, the smile disappeared.

The sky was completely dark, and the night was like a tulle, draped over her shoulders.

She turned around and walked to the mirror.

Lu Qiaoqiao held the mirror in her hands and placed it on the table. She rested her chin at the side of the table and rested her chin in a leisurely manner, looking at the blurred image in the mirror, as if chatting: "... Anyway, I Say thank you to everyone."

"Just now... I really want to go out and try the sweet and sour pork."

"Everything I've ever dreamed of, and I've longed for, has come true."

Lu Qiaoqiao stared at the mirror quietly: "But all of this is not my fate."

'Your name is Fox Nosuke? '

'That's right...Master God Judge, if you want to make a contract, just call my name. '

'Don't worry, you'll understand later.At that time, use all your spiritual power and say my name--'

"Fox's help."

she called out.

The space seemed to be shattering, the mirror gave off a hazy light, time and space were intertwined, forming a retrograde channel, Lu Qiaoqiao was like a feather, floating lightly, walking through the torrent of time and space.

It seems like thousands of years, but it seems to be just a moment.

The usual warm room was gone, the dark sky was hanging down, a mountain road was winding up, and the red torii gate seemed to be stained with blood.

On the top of the mountain, the gorgeous palace opened its doors.

"Welcome back," said the sweet and greasy voice, "Master God Judge."