[Comprehensive] Dark Honmaru Whitening Daily

"...Compared with what you learned in junior high school, the difficulty of mathematics has increased a lot, and the first year of high school is the time to lay the foundation..."

"Open page 28 of the textbook, first of all, let's review the question types we talked about yesterday..."

With a bang, a piece of chalk hit Lu Qiaoqiao's head.

The girl who was looking out the window with her chin resting was startled and stood up suddenly.

Bang Dang, her movements were so big that the desk shook,

So the eyes of the whole classroom were focused on her.

Lu Qiaoqiao's face turned red: "Sorry... I was distracted."

The teacher on the podium was an acquaintance——Shan Jixing, whom he had known before the start of school.Holding the end of the chalk, the young man sighed helplessly: "You must listen carefully in class. Classmate Lu."

ding ding-

The sound of music after class echoed outside the window, and Shan Jixing threw down the chalk: "That's the end of this class, let's go to the playground, prepare to do inter-class exercises, student Lu stay here."

So Lu Qiaoqiao picked up the heart that had just been let go.

The students left one after another, and soon the classroom was empty. Shan Jixing walked up to Lu Qiaoqiao, dragged a chair and sat down, and beckoned to her: "Sit down too."

"Don't be nervous," he sighed, "How are you doing recently?"

Lu Qiaoqiao nodded quickly: "Very good! Thank you teacher for your concern."

"Don't force it, you were seriously ill right after you started school? Your relatives came here to ask for leave, and the note was written in a very unique way..." At this point, the young man paused for a moment. He tried hard to think for a while, but he couldn't figure it out. Woke up who put the note on his desk.

I was really impressed by the beautiful brush writing... After all, few people write with a brush these days, so although there are some sentences that don't make sense and the fonts are strange, Shan Jixing selectively ignores them.

He quickly ignored this small detail, and continued: "Recently you came to class, which is very good, but according to other teachers' reports, you are often in a trance."

"sorry

Lu Qiaoqiao was very embarrassed, and just about to apologize, the young man continued: "Is it because I haven't recovered yet?"

She raised her head in surprise, and saw her teacher, with a loving mother's radiance, said worriedly: "Look at you, your face is very pale."

"It feels like I've lost too much blood."

"Physical education class is panting all the way, and my face is sweating."

"Don't force yourself," the young man shook his head. "Academics are important, but your body is even more important. You are still young and don't understand that health is the capital."

He stood up and said, "You don't have to go for inter-class exercises in a while. The school recently ordered milk, and it will be supplied from today. You can go and get a bottle later, and I will specially approve you to take an extra egg."

After speaking, he nodded in satisfaction, as if he had finally settled a major matter, he patted Lu Qiaoqiao on the shoulder.

"Then I'll go first."

Lu Qiaoqiao blankly watched her homeroom teacher leave happily, and couldn't help touching her face.

... Is her complexion really bad?

So when she passed by the mirror in the corridor, she deliberately stopped to look at it for a while, and after looking around for a long time, she still didn't notice it.

"Is it really pale..."

Lu Qiaoqiao was talking to herself.

"pale?"

A voice sounded behind her.Then a blurry figure appeared in the mirror.

"Wow!"

Lu Qiaoqiao's hair was about to stand on end in fright, she turned around abruptly, and after seeing who was coming, her expression became even more surprised: "Sir Karasuma?"

The black-haired boy in red put his hands on the handle of the knife at his waist, his bare feet lifted slightly from the ground,

"Master Little Karasuma," Lu Qiaoqiao clutched her chest, "You scared me to death."

After speaking, she looked around in a panic: "Wait, why did you come to school?"

"I haven't seen you in Beijing for the past few days. I miss you so much, so I followed the contract to find you." The young Fu Sangshen looked calm, "I heard you say 'pale' just now..."

He raised his hand, and gently slid across the girl's cheek with the back of his hand: "Indeed, your skin is like snow."

"Although you are beautiful," he said softly, "but I like your pink face even more."

"Are you unwell?"

Lu Qiaoqiao just smiled slightly.

"Not really..." she said softly, "Look, I'm standing right in front of you right now."

Fu Sangshen, who looked like a teenager, turned his gaze to her, stared at her for a moment, then changed the topic: "Is that so... whatever."

He looked out of the corridor: "Is this the 'school' you are talking about?"

While talking, Fu Sangshen turned around lightly, without touching the ground, and jumped down from the fifth floor like the wind.

Lu Qiaoqiao's heartbeat almost stopped, she rushed to the railing, watching Fu Sangshen's sleeves stretched in the wind, like the wings of a swallow.

Next to the teaching building is a banyan tree, an ancient banyan tree, with a history of 300 years. : "The scenery here is really wonderful."

While talking, he opened his arms: "I will catch you, come, jump over, let's enjoy the beautiful scenery together."

Lu Qiaoqiao didn't doubt that Fu Sangshen would be able to catch her, but the teaching building on the other side of the banyan tree was for the third-year science class. It should be a routine quiz at this time, and she wouldn't be participating in the inter-class exercises. The classroom must be full of people .

"Master Karasuma," she had no choice but to lower her voice as much as possible, "Please come back, it's not good to be seen."

The boy showed a little regretful expression.

"Forget it." He waved his sleeve lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Lu Qiaoqiao again.

The young man hung in the air, and put his arms around her waist: "It's also very good to enjoy the beauty of another tree."

"Varied……"

Lu Qiaoqiao just said a word, and felt a familiar wave.

——This is the unique sense of distortion when changing time and space.

No way... Oops!Milk, eggs... No, I haven't asked for leave yet!

These thoughts raced through her mind, Lu Qiaoqiao opened her mouth, and was about to refuse, the next second, a patch of pale pink fallen flowers floated past her eyes.

The petals swirled like rain, falling down rustlingly.The skyline in the distance is light blue, and the sky is extremely pure. Because I stand high, I seem to be standing in the sky and clouds.

Karasuma let go of her hand: "How's the scenery here?"

Lu Qiaoqiao looked around, a petal hit her cheek, she raised her head, and the petal floated away quietly.

"This is..." She stared at the huge trees that seemed to cover the sky, a little stunned, "The Capital of Time?"

Fu Sangshen took her to Shizhijing.

She looked down at her feet, and among the shadows of flowers, she saw the Yudai of the Regent Secretary.

The Regent, who had been hanging high in the sky, sank to the ground because of the shattering of several pure barriers.Some buildings were damaged, and Lu Qiaoqiao could see Shikigami flying around, rushing to repair them.

However, because of the breakdown of the barrier, huge branches protruded from the gap in the barrier.Like clouds, it adorns the pure sky of Tokinokyo.

Lu Qiaoqiao stretched out her hand to catch a swirling falling flower. Memories from not long ago flooded towards her like a tide.

The silent night, the fallen city, and...

'If possible, I hope you can call me... Hasebe. '

Her hand trembled, and the petals slipped through her fingers.

"This tree didn't have a name originally," Karasuma said slowly, "but it is very similar to the Manyo Sakura in Izumo Kingdom, so let's call it Yaeyun."

"Is there a big difference between the two names?"

"laugh."

The boy seemed to chuckle.

"So," he asked Qiaoqiao Lu, "you come to name it?"

"...I heard that this is the incarnation of a natural elf." Lu Qiaoqiao stared at the petals swirling like rain. "It has existed for so long, so I definitely don't want it to be named casually."

"Ah."

The boy stepped on a branch that was huge enough to allow people to walk side by side, walked to the depths of the flowers and sat down, "It makes sense."

He stretched out his hand to Lu Qiaoqiao: "Come, come to my side."

Lu Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment, then moved her steps and carefully sat down beside Fu Sangshen.

"Master Karasuma," she asked softly, "You brought me here...do you want to tell me something?"

"I just want to share the beauty of these flowers with you," Fu Sangshen said lazily, "After all, when the enchantment of the Secretary of Regent is repaired, it will be invisible."

His eyes fluttered, and he squinted at Lu Qiaoqiao: "Why are you so depressed? Even if it's like a cloud full of cherry blossoms, it can't make you happy."

"No, no..."

"Do you want to hide your emotions in front of your father?" Fu Sangshen raised his hand and gently lifted the girl's chin, "Although your shy expression makes me happy, I hope you can confess to me more. Woolen cloth."

Lu Qiaoqiao was surprised: "But I'm not shy?"

"..."

She hesitated for a while, and said a little embarrassed: "Master Karasuma, can you change your position? Sitting like this... I'm a little tired, so let's sit upright."

Then she saw that this legendary ancient famous sword, the father of the world's samurai sword, Xiao Karasuma, said arrogantly: "Huh..."

Lu Qiaoqiao almost suspected that she had heard it wrong, she looked hesitantly, and saw that Fu Sangshen withdrew his hand suddenly, even tucked it into his sleeve, and did not show her his exposed wrist at all.

Sensing the girl's gaze, Fu Sangshen squinted at her, still in that calm and coquettish posture, but seemed to be waiting for her to say something.

So, she tremblingly, as if reporting work: "Sir Karasuma... Thank you for coming to explain me."

Her eyes were misty, watching Luoying flying from the sky: "It is indeed a beautiful scenery."

"Actually, it's not that I didn't come to see you on purpose these few days." She lowered her head and said softly, "Maybe it's because of being possessed in the form of a god's costume, everyone has turned into the original appearance... Fortunately , with the help of Little Lantern, together with me, we sent everyone back to Honmaru for recuperation. Otherwise, I would have to travel several times to move them all back by myself."

After finishing speaking, she secretly looked at Fu Sangshen, only to find that his face seemed to be even more unhappy...

Don't you want to hear this?

"Ah... It seems that I haven't told you about my Honmaru yet. Hmm... In short, it's a bit complicated."

"The regent fell from the sky, and the barrier was also damaged. Lord Shenyu has just woken up and has to be busy with many things...Mr. Yucun, he is still recuperating, and Xiaocao is also recovering." She slightly bent the corner of her mouth, "Speaking of which, although I have gone through such a dangerous moment, fortunately, everything is starting to recover."

only……

"Are you used to hiding your pain?"

Lu Qiaoqiao heard Fu Sangshen asking softly.

"Eh?" She opened her eyes wide, reflexively, "No, I..."

Only halfway through speaking, I saw the boyish Fu Sangshen gently pressing his fingertips on her lips: "Although there is only half of the contract, I am also your sword."

"Your snow-colored skin is due to excessive blood loss and unhealed internal injuries?"

His fingers moved down, and finally stopped on the girl's chest, slightly pressing out a fold of clothes near her heart: "And here..."

He said softly: "Whose name...is it remembered here? So much so that it makes you sleepless and looks sad."

"I……"

Fu Sangshen raised his hand: "Father, I don't want to listen to your clumsy cover-up like acting like a baby."

He stood up and waved his sleeves lightly. Lu Qiaoqiao seemed to be wrapped in the wind and floated up involuntarily.

She was hugged by him...it was the princess who hugged her.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, what are you going to do, Mrs. Karasuma-chan?"

The young man curled his lips into a chuckle, lowered his head and stared at Lu Qiaoqiao: "Since you're tossing and turning over this, I'll take you to meet him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar feeling of weightlessness attacked Lu Qiaoqiao again.

In a short period of time, she was hugged by Fu Sangshen, and once again involuntarily changed time and space.