[Comprehensive] Escape from shame is useless

Chapter 59 My Friend with Form 2 Disease

After dragging Natsume through the entire morning exercise process, Jasmine still failed to achieve her goal of playing tennis with him in the afternoon.The reason is that Xia Mu made an appointment with school friends to go out together a few days ago, and she always felt that she would not force him to change the itinerary since she had promised others that she would do well.

It seems that today is not enough, but isn't there still tomorrow?Not giving up lightly is one of Jasmine's outstanding qualities!

So Natsume, who thought he had escaped a catastrophe, didn't know that the girl who was too energetic would stand in front of his house on time the next morning, waiting for him to participate in "healthy morning exercise".

Facts have proved that "no" must be said bravely, and it is not advisable to wait for others to find out by themselves.Even if the other party is a very observant person, it doesn't mean that she is ready to get your idea every time.

But this is all for tomorrow. For Jasmine today, there is one more important thing to do than playing tennis with her new neighbor brother.

At around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, she went to the kitchen to pack the baked biscuits made the night before, changed her shoes, and took the piano case handed over by her mother.

"Aren't you really going to invite people to have dinner at home? Dad is going to make butter baked rice today."

"I'll ask again." She smiled and opened the door, "Then I'm going out!"

Jasmine also hummed the tune, bouncing along the country road, looking up at the sky from time to time.If there are definite signs of darkening, the pace will be quickened.Walk across the small bridge, set foot on the mountain road, climb over the railing of the viewing platform, and go deep into this small dense forest alone.

"Well, next is..." After walking about 20 meters, she began to look around.Not long after, a tall fir tree was found not far from the front left.

"First go around clockwise, then counterclockwise..." According to the strange steps in memory, Jasmine also turned around this big tree that seemed to have remained unchanged for so many years.

"Then the laurel tree..." After repeating the above steps again, she found the last node, the special ginkgo tree.

"Stand under the thickest branch, and walk seven steps toward the branch with eyes closed."

As he walked, he counted to seven in his heart, and then opened his eyes——

However, nothing has changed.

Yes, from Jasmine's point of view, this is a meaningless ceremony.

But it does not prevent her from carrying out such a ceremony seriously according to the agreement with others.

It doesn't matter if it looks special.

Jasmine didn't slander the other party's strange and secondary request too much. On the contrary, she quite liked the feeling of arranging a rigorous step before doing important things.The ceremony itself has no special meaning. The reason for doing so is just to express a solemn attitude.

I know it's meaningless to do this, but I still have to do it, the only way to reflect the importance I attach to this matter.

Maybe that's how the gods view human sacrifice rituals?A group of humans presumptuously made a lot of messy stuff for them to see, to see that they were doing it seriously, even though the ceremony was inexplicable, they still felt the respect from humans.

some type of?

If you have a chance, ask Yato-san, he can barely be considered a member of the gods, and he will definitely know the answer.

Although there were some strange things in her mind, Jasmine did not slow down her pace.After walking through many mountain roads and bypassing the dense grass, she finally came to her final destination - a small pond in the forest.

"No matter how many times I see you, I still think it's very beautiful."

A small pond, divided into two halves by a magical light.The side near her was dyed a warm orange color by the setting sun, and the poppy blooming by the pool and the fire clouds complement each other brilliantly.The other half is shrouded in ink-like shadows, quiet and mysterious, as if the forest by the pool will lead to a different seclusion.

This is probably the beauty that only appears at sunset.

Beside the pool, there is a huge stone just at the junction of day and night, on which it is as flat as a platform.Jasmine also put the biscuits she brought on the stone platform, and yelled twice towards the shadow: "Miss Shimi, are you there? I brought the biscuits here today!"

No one responded.

Jasmine was not in a hurry either, she took advantage of this time to open the violin case, set up the violin and started tuning it.After she randomly pulled out a short melody, a girl in a kimono with bare feet walked out from the depths of the dark forest without a sound.

She meandered through the narrow forest path, her long hair as black as night intertwined with layers of branches, and slipped down smoothly after she took a step.As she got closer and closer to the bright place, the girl's originally blurred face gradually became clearer.

It was a very, very familiar face, a face that Jasmine could see almost every day, as long as she saw it, she would definitely not mistake it.

The face of my wife Yuno.

It might seem confusing at first glance, but it only takes a few more glances to realize that there is a world of difference between these two.

Even though they have the same face, the girl in front of her can display a different kind of charm than Yuno.The upturned eyes, the slightly raised corners of the mouth, the slightly exposed side of the neck when standing, and the fragrant shoulders that slipped out of the clothes when lying on the side gave her a lazy style that could not be ignored.

This is the temperament that my wife Yuno, who is only 14 years old, cannot show no matter how hard she tries.

"Jasmine, Jasmine, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you~"

Seeing Jasmine also standing beside the stone platform, a pure childlike smile appeared on the girl's face.She almost trotted away from the embrace of the forest, and lightly stopped in front of her on tiptoe.Across the boundary between light and shadow, he and Jasmine also stood facing each other.

"Long time no see, Miss Shiya, today I brought some biscuits."

"Wow, thank you, I will keep it well!" She hugged the box of biscuits happily, as if someone would snatch it away if she left it alone, hugging tightly.

"This is something to eat, and you can't eat it after a long time."

Upon hearing that, Shimi looked at her with that kind of smile that didn't know what you were talking about.

Forget it, it's not the first time anyway, she's been like this since the first time we met.Jasmine didn't take this to heart either, maybe the other party's tutor made her abide by the rule of never eating outside?

"Jasmine, what kind of music are you going to play today?"

"Miss Shiya, is there anything you want to hear?"

"Well, then please play a beautiful piece of music."

"Beautiful..."

It's just too general.

Ah, but when it comes to beauty, I must mention that one.No matter who hears it for the first time, it will be described as beautiful——

Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor.

Jasmine also set up the bow and closed her eyes.

Shimi sat on the stone platform, showed a subtle smile towards the bushes on the right, then lightly raised a finger, and put it in front of his mouth.then--

The piano sounded mournfully.

There is no trace of bow movement at all, and the pure strings bring a movement that will shake anyone who hears it. It is so sad, but beautiful and melodious.Like poetry, like fantasy, it interprets the full meaning of the word romantic.

At this moment, all the people who were originally by the pool, or the guests who entered here by mistake, were immersed in the artistic conception of the music itself, forgetting everything around them.

Shi Mi stroked the snack box in her arms, looked at the sparkling pool water, but her thoughts jumped to the past that she thought she had forgotten for a long time.At that time, she could also go to see the blue sea and blue sky, or take a walk on the beach with her beloved on summer nights, and travel to every corner of the world hand in hand with him. As long as the two of them are together, they can do anything.

How, how nostalgic, the days when you can smile knowingly when you think about it.

however--

As soon as the piano sound was turned, the sudden drop in the scale pulled her directly into that bitter day.

It was an uncontrollable birth. She gave birth to the crystallization of their love, but was burned by the child's inherent flame, fell into weakness, and finally fell into the underworld in helplessness and sadness.

But even in Huangquan, she can still miss the warm and hopeful life before, and miss the man who loved her until the end, supported her, and suffered for her departure.Sadness is for parting, sadness is for love, and she sleeps forever in Huangquan with warmth in her heart.

Like singing hope, with the sound of the piano rising again, the sweetest memory in memory appeared in my mind——

It was the tall figure of the man who personally pushed open the gate of Huangquan in order to welcome her back.

It is no longer a feeling that can be described by words like handsome. At that moment, she felt that she could give everything, even moths to the flame, just to respond to this love.

Perhaps it is because this feeling is too pure that it is impossible to accept a little bit of defilement.

Is what he loves, her appearance, or her person?This doubt may never be resolved forever.That man was far above the nine heavens, but she couldn't take a step out of this cage after all, and she couldn't even look at the world that he raised together with him.

why why?Why? !

"Sure enough, it would be better for the whole orchestra to play this piece together. Without the orchestra, something would still be missing." Over there, Jasmine, who had finished playing the first movement, also hummed the last part played by the orchestra in her heart, sighing road.

"Shi—" she turned her head to find that her only audience had already burst into tears.

Jasmine was also so frightened that she ran two steps this way, and finally knelt down on this side of the stone platform, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Shimi raised his green and beautiful fingers, touched the water stains on his face, looked at the crystal clear teardrops on his fingertips, and smiled: "So I still have tears."

She seemed to want to raise her hand to touch Jasmine's face, but her hand could only stop at the intersection of light and shadow, depicting her face.

"Didn't I say it? I am Shimi, and all the filth in this world can't hurt me. I was moved by your music, so I shed tears."

This is a very, very strange sentence, illogical, and Jasmine can't understand it at all.

That day she stumbled into the pool by mistake, because there was no one around, and was shocked by the extraordinary beauty, and wanted to use music to praise this miracle.The song stopped abruptly in the middle, because she suddenly noticed from the corner of her eye that a person listening to the music appeared by the pool that she thought was empty.

She was lying sideways on the side of the stone platform, her long black hair spread out casually behind her, and some strands of hair even fell silently into the pool water.With her head resting on her arm, those same dark pink eyes as Yuno looked at her lazily, like a queen admiring a musical performance.

[Why stop? ] she asked puzzled.

[If you continue to play, you will encounter misfortune. 】

The man opened his eyes slightly, and then covered his mouth with a reserved and elegant smile, as if he heard the best joke in the world.

Then she said this:

【I am Shimi, and all the filth in this world can't hurt me in the slightest. 】

Jasmine also didn't know the logical relationship between calling Shimi and the second half of the sentence, but in fact she was fine, she didn't encounter any misfortune, and she didn't feel any discomfort, just like the people around her.Not being harmed because of her music may mean that they are destined.

So, they became friends.

For Jasmine, this was a logical development.

Although she is a bit of a second child, there are some strange insistences-such as the strange steps into the forest that must be followed to see her-and even occasionally say something she can't understand.But she can listen to her play the violin, can enjoy music purely without being influenced by her, will be happy for her music, and will also be sad for her music.

Is this not enough?

"Miss Shimi, do you like butter baked rice?" Thinking of her mother's instructions when she was going out, Jasmine decided to try her best.

"Cream baked rice?" Shimi tilted his head naively, "I haven't heard of it, what kind of rice is it?"

"It's fried rice with milk cheese. It contains shrimp, celery, peas, and diced chicken. It's delicious. Want to try it?"

"miss you!"

"Then how about going to my house for dinner with me, Dad is making creamy rice tonight!"

The smile on Shimi's face stopped, and then he showed that very lonely and lonely expression again, touching the snack box in his hand.

"Sorry, I can't go, I can't go to your side."

Jasmine also waved her hand immediately, "It's okay, it's okay if you can't come. Otherwise, I'll ask Dad to make it tomorrow, and then pack it up and bring it to you, just like today's biscuits, okay?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Shimi finally smiled again, and nodded shyly.

The two chatted for a while, and before the sun was about to completely set, Shi Mi asked Jasmine to go home too.

When her figure disappeared into this dense forest, the warm sunset light just now had completely dissipated, and the flower water chestnut grass that had bloomed in the area covered by the sun had withered silently.At the same time, on the other side completely soaked in ink, the grass leaves withered, clusters of bright red petals bloomed, and the layers seemed to connect the road to the underworld.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.

"Since you're here, don't you want to talk? You're here for me too, two little guests."

The forest fell into a strange silence, as if the birdsong that could be heard a second ago was a fantasy left in the eardrums.Not long after, the blond boy approached the pool with his fat cat in his arms.

In their eyes, the woman standing by the pool talking and laughing Yan Yan had a face that was equally familiar to them.His long blond hair fluttered in the wind, and his brown eyes seemed to condense all the wisdom and forbearance in this world.

"Welcome to my garden, two uninvited little guests."

"Aren't you Reiko?" Teacher Cat spoke first.

"Hehehe..." The girl covered her mouth and smiled, but did not say anything, "I am whoever you say I am."

She took a step towards where the two were, and the cat yelled alertly: "Dangerous Natsume! Back!"

"Why are you retreating? Didn't you come here for me?" The girl stopped where she was when she heard the words, "Ah, could it be for Jasmine?"

"We want to know, what did you do to Miss Kuroki?"

Because she was too worried, she asked the middle-level youkai to follow her.Unexpectedly, within a day, she discovered the news that she had entered the unknown enchantment.In order to ensure her safety, Natsume hurried over with Mr. Kitty.

"What did you do? Do you think I'll hurt her? She's my friend."

The girl sat down on the stone platform again, raised her white and slender thighs, stretched out her right hand, and a cigarette rod appeared in her hand out of thin air.

"That's an agreement, and it's also a test."

The girl turned her head sideways to look at the night sky, a few strands of golden hair slipped from her bare shoulders, and the charm of a mature woman rushed towards her face, and she couldn't stop it.

Natsume was still a boy after all, so he turned his head with a blushing face.It's still Mr. Cat who is old-fashioned and doesn't like this.

"Friend? Most monsters can't tell whether their so-called caring is harmful to humans."

"A monster? Me?" She laughed again when she heard this.

"What are you laughing at, who are you?"

"Didn't I say it long ago? You heard it too, didn't you? I am Shi (Huang) Mi (Quan)."

[I am Huang Quan. 】

She is Huang Quan itself.

"You are... Izanami, the Goddess of the Underworld?"

The girl smiled without saying a word.

She is a god, an existence that cannot appear in the world, or even reveal the name of a god in the world.Just by acknowledging a name, it is possible to open the wind hole, let the dark wind from the underworld blow into the mortal world, and destroy everything around it.

Originally, she didn't care, but she is still here, so she has to protect it.

"The test... what will happen if you don't pass it?"

Seemingly surprised by the youth's sharpness, Izanami gave Natsume an appreciative smile.

"Yes, what will happen if you don't pass?"

The author has something to say: what will happen?

Izanami: The setting comes from "Noragami", a goddess who is afraid of loneliness and longs for friends.But no one loves her, and no one dares to stay with her, because anyone who stays will fall into hell.

Finally, let’s take a look at Mendelssohn’s E minor, this is the first piece that can make you feel “beautiful” in half a minute, don’t you want to listen to it?The version of the author's selfish Julia Fisher, B station number 10465584.

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