How rude, we are pure love!

"Mom, try again! I think as long as I believe in the power of my mind, I can definitely tighten it a little more!"

"Xingcai, don't fantasize about things that violate the laws of physics."

The blue-haired beauty held her forehead and kept instructing her to 'raise your hands higher', 'keep your back straight', and 'don't move'.

On the other side, the gloomy girl was also facing the mirror seriously, slowly turning her body, her movements like a butterfly flapping its wings.

"What do you think of my sister's outfit, Yuta?" She tilted her head and looked at her brother expectantly - isn't it a bit sad to only be able to ask family members of elementary school students?

"You've asked me this more than a dozen times since just now. I think it looks great! Master will definitely like it!"

My younger brother is suffering from pain that he cannot bear at his age.

"Well, that's good..." Xiaoju breathed a sigh of relief.

*

Dusk enveloped the shrine, and crowds of people were surging around it. Elderly couples walked hand in hand towards the sunset, and beautiful girls in yukata walked very close to the boys beside them, touching each other's fingers from time to time.

Knock-dong, knock-dong.

The sound of wooden clogs brought a festive atmosphere.

Kiyono stood under the somewhat quiet stone statue, bit off the popsicle in his hand, and sighed inwardly - he never thought that one day he would be invited by a beautiful girl to participate in the summer festival, and that three people would send out a death invitation together.

When he thought of the previous scene, the corner of his eye twitched. These three loser girls must have teamed up to play a prank on someone!

At this moment, a series of subtle footsteps approached, sounding cautious and furtive, like a meeting between agents.

Qingye turned around and saw Xiaoju as expected.

The girl was wearing a dark blue yukata, which was in line with her low-key style. The patterns were peonies and peonies, implying a wish for future happiness. She was holding a small fan in her hand. Unfortunately, her hair was too short to be tied into a hairpin, but she still looked very elegant and quiet.

The girl walked slowly in front of him, covering half of her face with a fan as if she was hiding something.

"Your outfit looks good, so why are you being so timid?" Qingye commented sharply.

This, this should be considered a good evaluation... Xiaoju was very happy, and she brushed her bangs and whispered:

"I feel like someone is watching me..."

Before she could finish her words, two children suddenly jumped out from behind her, and the older boy ran directly towards Qingye.

"master!"

"Hey, you're here too." Qingye reached out and caught him.

"Hmm, sorry... they've been clamoring to come play."

Xiaoju glanced at him secretly and said embarrassedly - it is indeed not convenient to bring younger brothers and sisters with people of the same age to go out to play, and it will ruin the atmosphere.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's a festival, and the most important thing is that everyone is happy."

Qingye smiled and was actually somewhat glad that there were two children around, otherwise he would be alone with three losers - that kind of scene would definitely not be happy, but painful.

"Is this Xiaoju's brother and sister? So cute!"

As the energetic voice fell, the athletic girl trotted over and touched the little Loli's head with a smile on her face.

Qingye glanced at her. Today, Lemon also wore a yellow yukata with dragonfly patterns. The nickname of dragonfly here is the insect of victory. Even in such an unimportant place, her desire to win is still very strong.

After interacting with the two children for a while, Qingye bought them two more apple candies. While they were eating the candies, she walked over to Qingye and asked playfully:

"Ah Qing, am I... not suitable for this kind of dress?"

The eyes are slightly moist and tender.

The words seemed warm and casual, but the ending tone was slightly nervous, quietly revealing the true mood.

"Well... if I were to use one word to describe it, it would be admiration. By the way, there's no need to say these words out loud, right?" Qingye praised in a very roundabout way.

One of Lemon's charms is that he can interact with her as easily as a male friend, but he still treats her like a girl.

"But don't run in these shoes," he warned.

"It's okay, I can easily get the hang of even wooden clogs!"

"Don't run!"

Lemon ran to the side as if nothing had happened, hiding his red ears.

After a while, a girl appeared, which surprised Qingye a little.

"Good evening, ah, your yukatas are so beautiful!"

With long pink hair and a purple yukata, her slender figure cannot even be concealed by the yukata. She displays two completely different characteristics, modern style and Japanese style, which seems to be related to her experience in the UK.

"Ms. Himemiya?" Qingye asked curiously - he had been chatting with her online from time to time these days, but their relationship was obviously not good enough to go out to the festival together.

Karen seemed to sense his thoughts and smiled as she said, "I was the one who asked Kyouna if she wanted to go to the festival with me, and she invited me... I hope it won't cause any trouble for you guys?"

"Not at all, Karen is super cute!"

Lemon greeted her with a smile, and the relationship between the Yangjiao people always becomes closer quickly.

Finally, there was only one person left.

This gluttonous sea otter... why does he always like to appear at the right time recently? He really thinks he is the heroine, right?

Qingye was playing with his phone while complaining.

——I really misunderstood the girl this time.

"Sorry, have you been waiting for so long?"

A slight gasp was heard.

You can faintly smell a more delicate fragrance than usual.

Qingye stood up straight and raised his head.

The blue-haired girl stood right in front of him.

The white yukata is dotted with delicate light blue, and the night-colored tie at the waist is also tied into a girlish knot. The soft medium-short hair is beautifully tied up, and under the light of the lantern, a light layer of fluff can be seen on the slender and delicate neck.

She seemed to have put on light makeup, with the corners of her eyes and lips looking a little red.

At this moment, the girl raised her eyes slightly, and ripples appeared in her lake-like blue eyes, like withered cherry blossoms falling into the spring water in a pond. Her clear eyes were smart and bright, and her shy cheeks were slightly tilted to the side.

You will never see the simplicity and carefreeness of the past again.

Gentle and quiet, just like a Yamato Nadeshiko.

Obviously, Hanaijian's appearance was perfect.

strangeness.

This is the first feeling in everyone's heart.

…If she loves to show off so much, why didn’t she wear a kimono when she visited the shrine last New Year?

Qingye suppressed the strangeness in his heart and felt a little weird.

——Hehe, this is the result you deserve after paying the price of almost being strangled to death!

Bathed in the dazzling light, Ba Nai Jian couldn't help but put his hands on his hips with pride.

But at this moment, Ba Nai's nostrils suddenly moved, and then his eyes lit up. He ran to a stall on the side with incredible precision, and then ran back, holding a big sausage in each hand, stuffing his mouth full. The ethereal temperament that he had before seemed to disappear like a phantom.

——Fortunately, in such situations, the second form of the Demon King Yanami will be sealed throughout the entire process!

The two girls breathed a sigh of relief and smiled with relief.

Thus, the ceremony began.

A group of people walked together and browsed the stalls noisily.

Banaijian walked beside Qingye and deliberately slowed down his pace.

Before they knew it, they were at the end of the group.

After confirming that the people in front would not notice them, the yukata girl gently tiptoed, and the warm words passed through her ears and reached her heart.

"Hey, this is the yukata I was supposed to show you last time during the New Year."

*

As night falls, the lanterns hanging from the stalls on the festival street light up brightly, forming a long straight line.

Colorful floats were pushed out and began to parade around the streets. The girls on the floats threw candies to the crowd, causing the children to chase them in surprise. The sound of brisk footsteps and the sizzling sound of frying food surrounded the ears.

Taiyaki, marshmallows, candy apples, fried noodles, goldfish. The atmosphere of the festival gradually became more intense.

Xiaoju walked slowly, unconsciously blending into this beautiful atmosphere, with a gentle expression.

This was something she had longed for but could never obtain. She could only stay at home alone, darkly cursing the couple enjoying their youth—in fact, she could participate herself, but that would be too lonely and pathetic. A festival is called a festival precisely because of the company.

Xiaoju came to a stall nearby, picked up a white fox mask and looked at it carefully.

She seemed to have been wearing a mask on her inner self, hiding in her own world and refusing to communicate with others.

It was Qingye who gave her the courage... Wait, where are Qingye and the others?

She put down the mask and looked around curiously, but she didn't see anyone familiar. It seemed like they had lost each other. After all, the street was crowded with people, and everyone wanted to buy something... Fortunately, her younger siblings were being taken care of by Hua Lian and Lemon, so she didn't have to worry for the time being.

Xiaoju walked back for a distance and finally saw Qingye's figure, but suddenly the sound of the broadcast rang in her ears.

"The fireworks are about to begin, please find a good viewing spot in advance..."

Festival Street suddenly fell silent, and then the crowd began to surge forward.

Xiaoju was stunned. Everyone was moving forward, and she was the only one standing stupidly in the middle of the crowd. Everywhere she looked were unfamiliar faces. She was petite to begin with, and this made her panic even worse. She felt like a reef about to be submerged by the waves, or like a helpless child who had been abandoned.

The girl subconsciously took two steps back and stretched out her hand to the boy behind her, but was immediately swept away by the crowd.

I can’t see his face anymore… My foot hurts so much from being stepped on…

The world before her eyes seemed to become terrifying all of a sudden. Amidst the crowd, she suddenly felt her wrist being grabbed. For some reason, even though she didn't see the other person's face, she was convinced that it was that person.

"What are you doing standing here like an idiot? Move forward."

Qingye squeezed over and stood beside her, forming a small circle in the crowd.

"It's... it's this group of fools who have disrupted the order without permission." Xiaoju pursed her lips and spoke softly with emotions in her bright eyes.

"Are you the emperor?" Qingye complained, "Anyway, let's go to the reserved place first."

The girl nodded and followed him silently.

They took a step forward among the crowd.

It was the same scene, but the mood was completely opposite.

Xiaoju raised her head and looked at the figure in front of her.

She knew that she was not outstanding. No matter her personality or appearance, she could not be compared with the girl next to him. She didn't even have the courage to take the initiative to shorten the distance. No matter how she looked at it, there was no possibility.

but……

"but"

If it were now.

It's okay even if I just extend my hand a little bit.

The surrounding scenery and people seemed to be covered by a filter, becoming hazy and unreal. He was the only one left in the world. The girl lowered her head, stretched out her slightly trembling hand, and then slowly pinched his sleeve.

*

Qingye brought Xiaoju to the river bank of the venue. They chose a seat further back, which was not too crowded.

While Xiaoju was laying the mat, Qingye took out his cell phone and sent a text message in the temporary group.

"Where are you? How long will it take to arrive?"

"Lost..." Just like copying and pasting, the three girls sent the same message and posted photos of their respective places. By the way, Banai saw that what was posted was the food in their hands.

"???"

*

The closest one is the lemon.

When Qingye found the athletic girl, she was standing in front of the shooting stall, moving her right arm like a strongman, looking very excited.

"The fireworks are about to start." Qingye walked to his side and reminded him.