Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

I wanted to refuse, but the two ceremonies were driven by some kind of force, and the ghosts and gods moved towards the mother of Guanbuzi.

In the alley, the sound of wooden shoes echoed.

The girl came to the old man and looked down at her.

"What can you divination?" she asked emotionlessly.

"Anything is possible, love, fortune, how to avoid misfortune-"

As if the lines had been repeated a thousand times, the old man said it without hesitation.

"Well then, let's do a divination." The two rituals stared at the old man.

"Tell me the meaning of the existence of the "two rituals". "

Hearing this, Rope also pricked up his ears.

After a long while, the old man in the alley roared with light laughter.

"Almost everyone who asks me for divination is looking for the "future", but you are obsessed with the past..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you know?"

"Well, I know." The old man said lightly.

"The residue of dreams, the crystallization of happiness, this is the "two rituals". "

The old man said unexpected words, which made the girl stunned.

"……What does it mean."

"It doesn't make sense." The mother of Guanbuzi covered her hands on the crystal ball, smiled and said without focus.

"Miss, you just need to keep moving forward. The most important thing is already by your side. Looking too far into the past will only bring endless emptiness. The tangled past is the most stupid behavior."

She remembered years ago.

It was the same night, the same girl in a kimono, but her name was "Ryogiori".

- You will surely die, but your dreams will live happily.

What, it seems that the professional level has not regressed, the "future" has been fulfilled... Guanbuzi's mother smiled happily.

"There should be a limit to "getting out of bed", so cherish that terrifying little brother beside you.Although it looks scary, he is the basis of your happiness now. "

"Tsk..."

The short-haired girl frowned and left neatly.

"Just an old woman pretending to be a ghost!"

She left a comment, and Guanbuzi's mother didn't care.

The girl in the kimono and the black-haired young man drifted away, leaving the alley, and there was a faint voice of arguments such as 'I think what she said is very reasonable' and 'shut up', but Kanbuko's mother could no longer hear it. .

The candles were burning, and the urban legend-level divination stall was still open. From time to time, a few old people's laughter could be heard from the deep alley.

She likes happiness and hates misfortune.

This is also the only remaining meaning in life called "Mother of Guanbuzi".

……

The date came to an end with the passage of time. Although it was a pity that there was no cheating, the Japanese-style play was enough to make up for the unpleasantness of tonight.

Finally, Rope delivered the two ceremonies to her door.

"Go to bed earlier, Shi, I'll go back first."

After being happy, it is a headache to face reality, and Ropey is now going home to be bombarded by two troublesome princesses.

Forget it, if it really annoys him, it's not bad to use the magic eye to get a sister...

"……Um."

The girl stood in front of the door, her right hand resting on the doorknob for a long time, refusing to open the door and enter.

She did not pay attention to the divination of the mother of the cloth child like the words, and was thinking about the two rituals.

Face the reality and let go of the past...

She turned her head and looked at the black-haired youth who was walking down the stairs.

The first meeting, the acquaintance, the unconditional help, and the extramarital relationship of becoming a boyfriend and girlfriend, all of which will make the two ceremonies hot, but together there is a subtle sense of peace of mind.

The void attracted by the gigantic anomaly—

"Hello." she said.

"?"

Rope stopped when he just stepped down the stairs, and he tilted his head to look at the two rituals.

"Is your family in trouble right now?"

The two ceremonies glanced at Rope, with the usual indifferent expression.

She pushed open the door and entered, leaving her last words in the air.