Is it really a straight girl?

"Please don't die." When going upstairs, the girl with purple pupils said to herself.

Above, the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. This natural light step felt a little familiar, and Miji guessed the owner of the voice appeared in his mind.

"Miss Chitose." Mi Ji looked to the side, confirming his words.

In the direction of the left hand, the girl with white hair and golden pupils also touched the handrail of the stairs with her right hand when she went downstairs, stepping down step by step.

This white-haired girl with a temperament as free as an untouchable white mist raised her head and turned to look at Mi Ji, showing a rare look of doubt, as if she didn't expect Mi Ji to be here at this time, waking up from a state of endless thoughts .

"Oh?"

Her left hand flinched back.

In this obvious movement, out of the corner of Yaki's eyes, Chitose saw that Chitose's left hand was holding a light blue handkerchief, which seemed to be wrapped in something.

According to the outline, it is probably a slender object, but Yaki has no specific guess at all.

Miss Chitose seemed to be hiding from herself, as if she didn't want Miki to know.

"What is Miss Chitose doing?" Yaki tentatively asked in a natural, everyday tone.

Although it feels a bit tricky, at this time Miji is actually not in the mood to find out the truth. He is only going to greet Chitose briefly, and then he will yawn and go back to his room as if he is about to take a nap.

"Go and give Xuewu something." Chitose said naturally and generously.

However, the left hand has been completely hidden in the pocket.

Remember, Chitose said before that he would give Xuewu a... farewell gift?

"...Well, is it a gift that can help Miss Xuewu, or has a protective effect?" Mi Ji guessed curiously.

Perhaps some new type of weapon, or... some sort of supernatural item?

Types with peak force values ​​like Chitose and Xuewu probably also come into contact with some supernatural things.

"Not really."

The short, fluffy snow-white hair swayed weakly.

"Oh." Miji's tone was a little low.

Even Miss Chitose can't help Xuewu directly?

"Probably can be counted." Chitose pressed his right finger on his chin, and said indifferently: "It is an item that can be positioned."

"Positioning means that if Miss Xuewu might be in danger, Chitose will help her?"

Mi Ji blinked: "Can Chitose follow this position and rush over?"

I didn't think about how to detect danger, nor did I think about the reasons for the distance.

It's just that it's good to think that maybe such a thing can be done.

But Chitose did not respond to the girl's expectation, and shook his head again.

"Snow Fog doesn't want other people to be involved in this incident, so all I have to do is deal with it after the incident is over."

This statement is a bit vague.

Yaki expressed her doubts by blinking dully.

"...What happened after that?"

I want to know, but because it sounds like a 'funeral event', I don't want to hear it a little bit.

The white-haired girl looked at Miki naturally and calmly, opened her lips and said in a normal tone:

"Miss, do you think it is possible for Xuewu to die there?"

Don't say that, Miji doesn't like this word, and he doesn't like people he knows to link with dead words.

but……

"Probably, yes, it's possible." The girl with purple hair at night said in frustration, with continuous gaps in her words.

"Yes, it's possible." Chitose nodded, and remained silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about it, before speaking naturally:

"I told Xuewu before that if she dies, I will find a good place to bury her."

Although today's Chitose still looked as natural and peaceful as usual, his tone of voice was slightly lower.

"Don't say such things..."

Why can this person say the word 'die' in such a natural tone?

In her eyes, is death a very common thing?

"Miss, if you care as much as you do now."

"Then what I'm doing now has probably become a futile thing."

"Even so...I also-"

Chitose did not continue talking.

He just turned around and stepped towards the snowy and foggy room closest to the stairs on the second floor.

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250 Eight, Miki received a call!

Do you want to follow?

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

The girl with purple hair at night tightened her grip on the guardrail with her left hand, and stood quietly watching the figure in an off-white coat knock on the door gently.

A few seconds later, Xuewu opened the door.

After the two people with white hair and black hair looked at each other for a few seconds, under Chitose's smile, Xuewu finally sighed, and said 'please come in' with a little indifference.

However, the indifference at this moment sounded like Miji was pretending.

The relationship between the two seems to be getting better.

but……

At this time, Miss Chitose has a terminal illness that cannot be cured, and Xuewu is about to die.

In this case, is it good or bad to restore the relationship?

Perhaps, just because Xuewu was about to leave, there was room for relaxation in the relationship.

The purple-eyed girl came back to reality from her thoughts, and saw that there was no one in the corridor on the second floor except Mi Ji.

Miss Chitose has already stepped into the room of Xuewu.

Even if Chitose said he couldn't help, then no matter what Yaki thinks, it doesn't make much sense.

I don't know how many times I sighed.

Mi Ji wiped the corners of his eyes, and slowly returned to his room, opened the door, and closed it again.

Sitting quietly on the white miniature sofa next to the glass round table, lying weakly on the backrest.

Everything bad has not happened yet, but it will happen eventually, even if Miji knows this, he is powerless to stop it, powerless to make everything better, powerless to save anything.

Because Yaki is not a brave man.

It's just a little girl who has no ability to time travel.

Even the system ignored Miji.

"system?"

Thinking of this, she yelled a little.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't get any answer.

Is this really a system?Completely different from the systems in those novels and animations, Miki's system cannot and will not help its host.

If it's the kind of system with points and stores, maybe Miji can come in handy.But Miki's current system is meaningless at all.

The girl put both hands on the round armrests on both sides of the sofa, and slowly supported her weak upper body to stand up.

Find the position of the floor-to-ceiling mirror by the desk, and see myself in the mirror again.

Purple black hair, clear facial features, ears and lips, and the shape of eyes, all...

Except for the braided hairstyle that was tied at this time, they all looked a little like Miss Xuewu.

Mi Ji spread out the twisted braids, shook her little head, let the hair hang down, and moved closer.

But the temperament can't be imitated no matter what, even if he deliberately pretends to be indifferent, he still doesn't look like Miss Xuewu at all.

The black and white long dress on her body is also showing its existence.

This outfit costs a lot of money, Xuewu really has the financial resources of a rich lady, but she doesn't care about all of this...

Mi Ji quietly looked at herself in the mirror with a reluctantly cold face, always having the illusion that she was facing Miss Xuewu.

Although, many places are not like it, but with imagination as a seasoning, maybe it is enough.

"Although it's not a maid's outfit, it actually looks a bit like it..." the girl murmured to herself.

It can't be the sexy maid outfit that Miss Chitose mentioned.

Miki, who thought she would be shy here, only showed a slight smile in the alone environment.

She saw the cross ornament hanging around her neck, reflecting the faint light from the window in the mirror.

Mi Ji stretched out his left hand and placed it on his chest, slowly holding the cross pendant, his chest was filled with warm emotion.

Ms. Yachiyo said that Yaki was blessed by the gods.

is that true?

Although it is likely to be fake, but...

It is true that there may be various supernatural abilities in this world, so even if you don't know whether it is true or not, let's try it a little bit.

"Ah."

The girl agrees with herself verbally.

The right hand is also stretched up, as if praying, and gently covers the left hand holding the cross.