On April 6, the cherry blossoms in Tokyo are full of flowers.

[The world is bustling, the cherry blossoms pass by in a flash, and only in a moment]

[Matsuo Basho's haiku says: Cherry blossom petals fall on the vegetable soup under the tree]

[The flowers bloom for a week and finally bloom. Tokyo has been dyed pink by the blooming cherry blossoms. Take the bento, take the family, and go to the cherry tree for dinner]

[Today we only talk about poetry and flowers]

After reading the news from the Meteorological Agency, Yuan Qingsu put down his mobile phone and held the tennis bag wrapped in the [Polaris] in his hand, taking a deep breath.

On the way to the Shiratsuyama Shrine, he called his mother who was far away in Shikoku.

"Hey hey!" Because of running a hotel, my mother's voice has been very energetic since early in the morning.

"Mom, it's me."

"No money?"

"How is that possible?" Yuan Qingsu regretted it after saying that. He should have taken the opportunity to ask for a little, "Mom, please send me the high school sportswear, can you find it?"

"Everyone is in the cabinet in the attic, I'll look for it later. What do I need for sportswear?"

“I participated in the school’s Kendo Department and wore it during sportswear training.”

"Do you want money? Do you need to buy a kendo uniform, a wooden knife, and an armor?"

"No, there are clubs."

"If you need it, tell your mother."

"I'm definitely not going to be polite."

"It's not easy for your mother to make money. You'd better be polite. You're twenty years old and I'll still let me raise it."

"Don't worry, you have been in medicine for six years, plus this year, you have to support me for another four years!"

"How can you raise such a son!"

The mother and son laughed at the same time.

Yuan Qingsu stopped laughing first, paused for a while, and shouted as if he was back when he was a child: "...Mother".

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Mother's voice softened across the phone.

"That, actually...I plan to skip class today."

"Skip class?"

"Well, skip class and go see the cherry blossoms."

"Is it with a girl-?" The mother's tone was dragging.

"Forget it, yes--, let's do it." Yuan Qingsu said with a smile.

"Remember the photo!" Mother lowered her voice, with promotional laughter.

"Sakura?"

"Girl!"

"It depends on whether they are willing or not. By the way, I received the letter I sent back? There are photos of the new campus in it."

"I received it, they all said they were so arrogant." Hearing his mother's smug laughter.

"Next time you come to Tokyo, I will take you around, try Akamon ramen, and then go and see Tokyo Tower."

"What Tokyo Tower, you don't know how to be afraid of heights."

"Then go to Shinjuku."

"No! I just want to meet the girl who asked my son to skip classes and go to see the cherry blossoms together."

"Oh, I'm just watching cherry blossoms, not even my friends!"

This was the longest time that Yuan Qingsu had spoken with her mother since she came to Tokyo. She kept chatting on the way to the station until the tram drove into the platform.

At this time, I suddenly realized how worthy of nostalgia in life.

The next generation of "Pokemon" is about to be released, and the new movie has not been watched yet, and the delicious food has not been eaten enough.

I want to fish on the breakwater at my door this summer.

At night, I went home with a bucket, went to the barbecue restaurant to eat boiled edamame, and also went to see the fireworks.

Fireworks... I haven't seen it with my girlfriend in a yukata.

The rising fireworks, do you look at it from the bottom? Or from the side?

The tram was shaking, and the white cherry blossoms outside the window were gorgeous and beautiful, which made Yuan Qingsu think of Shen Lin Yuzi.

Giving up the opportunity to survive and choosing to join the fight against monsters. Now, is she full of nostalgia for life like him?

He remembered what she said again:

People who are truly brave are not not afraid of death, but are full of nostalgia for life and still choose to face difficulties.

‘I’m also a truly brave person.’ Yuan Qingsu tightens the “Polaris” in the tennis bag.

The tram was clattering and moving forward without any hesitation on the rails.

Although he was full of nostalgia for life, he never thought of escaping and did not regret meeting Shen Lin Yuzi.

However, he remembered the fact that Shen Lin Yuzi took advantage of him even deeper.

Sooner or later, sooner or later...

"Miss Shenlin, if you go to the beauty pageant today, I promise: as many people in this world, you can get as many votes as you like."

"I can say all this, it seems that I am in good condition."

Shen Lin Yuzi was still wearing a red and white witch suit today, with magnolia flowers painted on her sleeves.

What's different from usual is that she had a silk ribbon between her arms, which was dazzling, as if golden lights were gathering, floating around the Shenlin Yuzi.

The sun shines on her body, and she is pure and beautiful, and she is simply a fairy in the world.

Yuan Qingsu suddenly remembered the weapon that Shen Lin Yuzi mentioned when she was registering in the Onmyoji.

"Is this the God Witch Ling?" He reached out and touched the Ling belt curiously.

The long belt floats, which looks like a condensation of sunlight, but it actually exists when touched.

The touch is very silky. In this cold early spring morning, there is a warm feeling, which is indeed an amazing thing.

"Huh?" Yuan Qingsu looked at Shen Lin Yuzi in confusion, and Shen Lin Yuzi looked at him straight.

"Can't touch it?" Yuan Qingsu touched it twice in the end, withdrew her hand, "Sorry."

"You usually deserve such a beating?" Shen Lin Yuzi looked at him.

"Actually, I am very cold. If you go to school with me the next day, you will know. The main thing is-"

Yuan Qingsu looked at the streamers floating beside her.

"For example, a woman with horns, a woman with wings, and a woman with a tail, don't you want to touch her?"

"Abnormal."

"It's a pervert!"

"It's really a pervert!"

A few small heads emerged from Shen Lin Yuyuzi's hair, and they were the butterflies.

They look smaller than usual, and are hidden invisible in their hair.

"Little Butterfly," Yuan Qingsu looked at them and softened her voice, "After this battle, I will buy you grapes after you get the money."

"Good guy."

"It's a good person!"

"It's really a good person!"

He is a group of Shikigami with a consistent heart and mouth, very cute.

"Where is Bai Zi?" Yuan Qingsu looked around and didn't see the girl in a military uniform.

"Pray for me in this temple." The two of them stood in front of the Gate of God and said, while Miko Kamira took steps and walked along the temple to Torii.

"Although Bai Zi has a little bad temper, she is very loyal. I don't know if I can have such a spirit to be a Shikigami in the future."

Hallao is a downhill stone road with stone lanterns, stone statues of dogs, and Shushui Club on both sides.

This temple road is wrapped in a guarding forest, oak, beech, chestnut trees... lush and green, all of which are undeveloped native forests.

The secret realm of the White Mountain Shrine is built on the mountain.

The two walked down the mountain with the spots of light and shadows overflowing the stone steps.

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"The flowers are all in bloom!" The girl rowing in the moat shouted excitedly.
To be continued...