It's Hongye, not Nobunaga

"Good morning, Hongye."

Warm hands passed through Qingshui Hongye's black and soft hair, as if weaving with the morning sun, and tidied her long hair that was messed up in sleep: "Do you feel okay?"

"Are you serious about asking me?"

Qingshui Hongye eased her drowsiness, and after she collected her mind, she glanced at him lightly, sat up with one hand on the couch, half-closed her eyes and yawned: "What time is it?"

"It's not until eight o'clock."

Abe Seimei withdrew her hand, listened to her hoarse voice, and passed a cup of warm water with honey from the side: "Your subordinate Fu Sangshen came here, but Teng Snake told them to go back first."

"Didn't fight?"

"Tianyi and Gouzhen are also there."

He briefly talked about the situation at that time, roughly Tianyi and Gouzhen stabilized the overall situation, and Fusangshen had Nanhai Taro Chaozun and Nine Kirimaru on his side, so neither side did anything.

Shimizu Hongye nodded, drank half of the water in the cup, and held the rest in her hand: "How is the Nuliang group?"

"Lu Sheng came here before dawn, and said that he set off for Kyushu with the young master of Shikoku 88 Ghost Yako and the young master of Jiu Tun Yu Company."

He took the cup over: "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

"No, I'm going to school."

She shook her head, lifted the quilt and stood up, went to the hanger aside and took off the clothes Tianhou had prepared, and paused slightly: "You can go out now."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Abe Seimei chuckled, didn't say much, put on a haori and walked out.

Shimizu Hongye changed into the apricot-colored dress, wrapped it around with a thermal insulation fur collar, looked at the mirror next to her, half-tucked her long hair, and tied it with a feather barrette.

"I should have left something on your face." When she went out and saw that handsome face, her voice was a little muffled.

Abe Seimei smiled like a fox, took her hand and walked to the restaurant: "Let's go, they are still waiting."

The twelve god generals arrived early in the dining room, and even the snake who has been keen to sleep late for many years was not absent, sitting peacefully in his seat.

Probably because of getting up early, he was staring at the closed door unhappily, and his long and sharp nails were tapping on the table impatiently.

"Why don't you come here?"

"Should it be soon?"

Tai Yin touched his stomach, put his hands on the low table and lifted his small chin: "But it's really slow... Master Seimei."

"Did Seimei stay in bed today?" Yuan Boya came here early in the morning, and he hasn't seen Abe Seimei until now.

He originally planned to rush directly to the room to find the other party, but he was stopped by Taishang and Qinglong, so he had no choice but to give up and went to the restaurant to wait for his friend's arrival.

"Probably." Xuanwu nodded his head.

"That's really strange!"

Yuan Boya sighed, and passed the empty bowl to the side: "Today's red bean rice is delicious! Liuhe, please give me another bowl!"

"You're really rude, bastard!"

Suzaku with a ponytail put his hand on the table, and cursed "foodie" at him.

"Because it's really delicious..."

Yuan Boya blinked, reached out to take the bowl that Liuhe handed over, which was already full of rice, and poked the red beans mixed in with the rice grains with chopsticks: "Speaking of which, why did you eat red bean rice so early in the morning? What's so good about it? Did it happen?"

Suzaku on the left ignored him, and Liuhe next to him was silent and didn't even make any explanations.

Seeing this, Yuan Boya smacked his lips, lowered his head, and planned to continue eating his breakfast.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the people inside the room also paused all movements, and looked towards the door in unison.

"Yo, good morning, Seimei!"

Abe Seimei nodded to him, smiling: "Good morning, Boya."

Yuan Boya's eyes followed the hand he was holding upwards, met Qingshui Hongye's gaze, and was slightly taken aback: "Hongye is here too!"

"Yes."

She saw the red bean paste on the corner of Yuan Boya's mouth, took her hand from Abe Seimei's palm, walked to the empty seat over there and sat down: "Why are you here?"

"Because I think the cultural festival is very interesting. I heard that there will be another one today, so I plan to go there with Qingming." By the way, I will create a chance for the two of you.

Yuan Boya didn't say the rest, and raised his hand to scratch his hair: "Speaking of which, it's quite warm inside the room, Hongye, do you want to take off your scarf..."

Before he could say the words, a maple leaf rubbed against his ear and nailed it to the wood behind him. Qingshui Hongye slowly took the bowl of red bean rice from Baihu's hand: "I didn't listen carefully just now. What did you say?" Oh, Boya?"

"No... nothing..."

Yuan Boya felt that if he continued the topic just now, he might be killed by the other party, so he just swallowed his saliva, and changed the subject tactfully: "Shall we go together later?"

"Hongye, are you going to school too?"

"Well, today is the last day, and I plan to go shopping."

Shimizu Hongye glanced at Abe Seimei who was sitting next to her from the corner of her eye: "Are you going?"

"Ci Lang and his class have a stage performance today, and he will appear on stage, so I will also go to see it."

Hearing what he said, Shimizu Hongye also remembered what had happened, so she stopped talking and concentrated on eating her breakfast.

Yuan Boya changed to eating red bean rice in small mouthfuls, his eyes kept going back and forth between the two of them, as if he wanted to make sure of something.

But obviously, the person involved didn't want to talk to him at all, and finally had to eat his own breakfast in silence.

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When the three arrived at Bingdi, it was almost 09:30.

It is usually class time, but now it is quite lively.

Maybe it's because it's rare to relax like this, so even though it's already the third day, the campus is still full of cheerful atmosphere.

Everywhere is lively and lively, full of vitality, and Yuan Boya couldn't help feeling: "Sure enough, no matter what era you are in, everyone likes such lively things very much!"

"Whether it's a human monster or a god."

"I seldom hear you say these things."

Qingshui Hongye looked sideways: "But don't forget, there are exceptions."

"The so-called exceptions are a minority, so there is no need to record them." He shrugged his shoulders and replied.

Abe Seimei glanced at his watch: "Hongye, what's the matter with you?"

"No."

She greeted Keigo Atobe before the cultural festival, and unless she was willing, she didn't have to worry too much about it.

"The stage play is in the afternoon. If there is nothing to do in the morning, let's watch it on campus."

This proposal was approved by two people, and the group of three started wandering around the campus.

Because the theme of each day's activities and the class clubs in charge are different, even if you visit again, you can gain a lot of novel experiences.

During the period, they also passed the booth of the Archery Department.

Seeing Shimizu Hongye approaching, everyone in the archery department thought she was here to inspect the post, and they all sat upright, until they heard that she was bringing friends over, and they were slightly relieved.

"Minister, does your friend want to try?"

"It seems very interesting, let me try it!"

Before she could open her mouth, Yuan Boya had already taken the bow in his hand, pulled out an arrow from the side, and after shooting it, raised her chin to Qingshui Hongye: "Bibi?"

"How many?"

"Ten."

Qingshui Hongye nodded when she heard the words, took the bow handed over by the deputy minister, walked to his side, and also picked up the arrow.

The two piercing sounds attracted the attention of others, and they all looked at the target, only to find that the two arrows hadn't entered the center of the red heart.

"You haven't regressed." She raised her lips.

Yuan Boya responded, "You too!"

The movements of the two people are basically synchronized, drawing the arrow, nodding the arrow, drawing the bow, each arrow hits the center of the red heart, so smooth that there is no sign of slowness, just like a performance, attracting the surrounding visitors. come over.

Shimizu Hongye glanced at the remaining three arrows, picked them up and put them on the bow.

Abe Seimei's eyes showed a slight smile.

The arrow sank into the bull's-eye, with the same result as before, which made the onlookers gasp in amazement.

"You are really exaggerating..."

Yuan Boya looked at his remaining two arrows, and helplessly gave up the idea of ​​shooting them at the same time.

Even if he shoots two shots at a time, there is no surprise after Qingshui Hongye's three shots.

Shimizu Hongye handed the bow back to the girl who was watching Xing Xing beside her, folded her arms and waited for Yuan Boya to shoot the remaining two arrows one after another. Finished: "In terms of effect, I won!"

"You've got all the limelight!" he complained.

"That's not my fault."

She smiled softly, her eyes touched Akashi Seijuro and Kise Ryota standing in the crowd, she also turned and walked towards them: "Akashi-kun, Kise-kun."

"Shimizu-san."

"Good day, Xiao Shimizu!"

Kise Ryota waved her hand: "I thought I couldn't make it to the Ice Emperor's cultural festival. Fortunately, today is the weekend, otherwise I really plan to skip class!"

"Please study hard, Kise-kun."

Shimizu Koyo smiled helplessly, and knew that Akashi Seijuro must have been invited by Keigo Atobe when he returned to Tokyo on the weekend: "What do you think of the Hyotei cultural festival, Akashi-kun?"

"Although I haven't seen the situation of the previous two days, the overall situation today is still very good, which is very in line with Atobu's arrangement."

Akashi Seijuro smiled modestly: "It also makes me feel very honored to be able to see such wonderful archery."

"Akashi-kun was joking."

Koyo Shimizu introduced Abe Seimei and Hiroya Minamoto to the two of them. Ryo Kise didn't respond to the name carelessly, but Seijuro Akashi took a deep look at Hiroya Minamoto and understood something in his heart.

He knew the identity of Qingshui Hongye Ghost Girl, so it was difficult to guess whether this source Boya was the other source Boya.

But he didn't say anything, just greeted them simply.

"hateful--!"

Xiang Riyue heard the news of the competition between Qingshui Hongye and Yuan Boya from a distance just now, and rushed over immediately, but unexpectedly it was over, so he wailed: "I missed it!"

"What did you miss?"

"The competition between Hongye and Mr. Boya!"

He replied angrily, turned around and saw Shimizu Hongye standing behind him, he couldn't help being stunned: "Hongye, why aren't you wearing a uniform?"

"Take it to wash."

Shimizu Hongye looked down at her attire, and answered truthfully.

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This chapter has been changed for a long time... Yuanmu

In the previous chapter, Miss Seimei laughed to death at the Nobunaga night meeting, it is indeed you hhhh

At present, there should be a great possibility that the Inuyasha copy will be opened.

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