There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"A sudden inspiration?" Kitahara Sora hesitated.

The two looked at each other, and no one spoke. The surrounding environment suddenly became very quiet. It was a long time before Yukino smiled again.

She nodded, her cold and calm voice giving people a gentle feeling.

"Well, I'll go to the top of the mountain with you."

Chapter 14: Stars, Clouds, and Moonlight

The boy and girl climbed over the roadblock and stepped onto the land leading to the top of the mountain.

Mount Fuji is not steep. The black and rough volcanic rock under your feet has been carved into simple steps. There are also iron chains on the cliff as a protective measure, but they are a bit crude.

As I passed the sign of "Seventh Station", I could hear the rustling sound of snow being stepped on under my feet. My vision was filled with silver-gray, and the depth of the snow was almost reaching my feet.

It was completely dark at this time, and Kitahara Sora and Yukino walked steadily forward with high-intensity flashlights.

Looking down the mountain, Tokyo's neon lights are twinkling like stars, forming a sharp contrast with the quiet environment at this time.

"Come to think of it, this is my first time climbing Mount Fuji."

Yukino's cheerful voice came from behind. Her white dress fluttered slightly in the cold wind. The girl's frail figure seemed somewhat out of place in such an environment.

Or it is very appropriate to say that she is like a fairy in the snow, existing uniquely and independently in this white snow.

"Haven't you been here before?" Kitahara Sora asked, taking his eyes off Yukino.

"I only finished elementary school in Japan, and spent three years of junior high school at an overseas girls' middle school. I didn't return home until high school." Yukino suddenly stopped and looked at the neon lights of Tokyo. "And I was born with a weak constitution, so I almost never thought about climbing Mount Fuji."

"So you've never climbed a mountain before?" Kitahara Sora stopped and turned to look at Yukino.

"When I was very young, my mother took my sister and me to Mt. Takao. I think we took a cable car to the top of the mountain."

The faint neon light was reflected in Yukino's pupils, making them bright. She seemed to be lost in memories. After a moment, she slowly shook her head: "It's been too long, my memory is fuzzy."

She withdrew her gaze, looked at Kitahara Sora's face and smiled: "This is the first time in the true sense."

It was her first real mountain climbing and her first goal to conquer was the highest peak in Japan, which made the girl feel a little strange.

The temperature had dropped to single digits, but Yukino, who only wore a thin coat over her dress, didn't feel cold at all. Perhaps it was because her body had been strengthened, or perhaps it was because her supernatural power had advanced into her bloodline.

"Yukino, let me carry you."

Kitahara Sora's words made Yukino stunned, and suddenly she smiled and said, "I'm not tired."

"It has nothing to do with being tired or not." Kitahara Sora shook his head.

"If Kitahara-kun carries me up, then what's the point of my first mountain climbing?" Yukino didn't completely refuse, but paused and continued to ask: "What's the reason?"

"Meaning and reason..." Kitahara Sora was suddenly speechless. Facing Yukino's bright eyes, he didn't know how to answer for a moment. Just when he was about to turn around and continue climbing, the cold voice came again.

"I'm tired." Xueno's tone was no longer as calm as before, but with a hint of shyness. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, covering the whistling of the cold wind, and was clearly heard by her ears.

Her face could not be seen clearly in the night sky. Only a hazy and thin outline could be seen under the reflection of the strong flashlight, but the light suddenly disappeared.

She turned off the flashlight, stood there quietly, and waited.

Kitahara Sora took a few steps closer, turned around and leaned down slightly. Two seconds later, an extremely soft touch with a fiery temperature covered his back, which almost melted his heart.

Before he could stand up, a pair of soft and boneless arms came up and gently wrapped around his neck. The warm breath with a faint scent of lavender passed by his ears and entered his nose.

The mountain road seemed to be colorful, with snow lotuses blooming one after another. For a moment, even Beiyuan Kong was distracted.

After I carried her on my back and dug her out of the church basement, we were on our way to Grizzly City. At that time, both she and I were wearing thick cotton jackets, so we just felt bloated, and even dealing with the zombies blocking the road felt a bit difficult.

Another time was when he was escaping from the Queen's pursuit in the Alien Pyramid. At that time, he was in Antarctica and was also wearing thick cold-proof clothing.

Now she was only wearing a thin dress, and even the jacket on her upper body was an open-collared one.

Yukino is not like the stupid anime viewers complained and persecuted her in her previous life. There is a file on her chest, and if it hits hard, her ribs will be broken.

She just lacks a little bit of feminine charm, but it's not obvious because she usually wears school uniform or jacket.

But when you really touch it with only two layers of cloth between them, the softness is so amazing, like a lotus bud just beginning to bloom, that feeling this tenderness gives you goose bumps.

Yukino has a really good figure, with legs that are so perfect that they surpass the golden ratio, a perky butt, and a slender waist that can be held in one hand, which always show her charm as a woman.

"Pervert." Her pearly teeth bit her tender lips tightly, and a shy moan came from her ear. The dark night covered her fiery face, and no one noticed her bright eyes that seemed to be able to drip water.

"Yukino..." Kitahara Sora's voice was hoarse, and he almost uttered her name from his throat.

But the soft arms around my neck tightened slightly, and the girl's gentle voice interrupted the beauty in my heart.

"No...leaving?"

Kitahara Sora was stunned for a moment, then handed the flashlight to Yukino and lifted her soft thighs. Suddenly, a smoother touch was transmitted from his palm to his nerves.

How to describe it, skin as white as cream? Purer and more flawless than the whitest mutton-fat jade, softer than the most gentle nephrite...

Suddenly I realized that she was not wearing stockings today!

But this wonderful touch only lasted for a few seconds, and Kitahara Kongyi gritted his teeth and forcibly interrupted this beauty and temptation!

Because the palms convey not only the softness, but also the tight and stiff leg muscles, and the slight tremor...

After her repressed desires were unlocked, she truly felt the charm of Yukino as a woman, and she was a little scared of her own misconduct!

She actually indulged herself to this extent. She is such a conservative and shy person!

Damn Fatty Xia, you are simply the embodiment of desire!

"Yukino, I'm sorry." Forcing himself to shake off the messy thoughts in his mind, Kitahara Sora entered the sage mode and walked towards the top of the mountain.

"Yeah." After responding in a mosquito-like voice, Yukino seemed to let out a long sigh, and her body finally relaxed.

After the awkward moment, the two fell into silence. Yukino put one arm around Kitahara Sora's neck and used the other hand to carefully light up the road ahead.

Time passed by minute by minute. After passing the sign of "Eighth Station", the thick fog covering the top of the mountain made the vision a little hazy and the oxygen content became a little thin.

Amateur climbers are prone to altitude sickness at this altitude of 3740 meters, but Kitahara Sora and Yukino's strengthened bodies do not have this problem.

'Stage' is the unit used to indicate the altitude of Mount Fuji. There are a total of ten stations in Mount Fuji. A service station is set up at each station. The service station is a small hotel that provides accommodation, food and various necessities.

It has been more than four hours since we started climbing from the fifth station halfway up the mountain.

It is now close to ten o'clock in the evening. Although Kitahara Sora can reach the summit of Mount Fuji in less than half an hour at his full sprint speed, it is most meaningful to climb up like an ordinary person.

It’s just that there were no climbers during this time period, otherwise the two people’s cool summer outfits would probably attract everyone to take photos with them.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang. Beiyuan Kong freed one hand to unzip the bag on his chest, and stopped it without even looking.

After holding Yukino with her hand again, the girl asked in confusion, "Is it okay if you don't accept it?"

"I'll apologize properly to Suzune tomorrow."

After Kitahara Sora replied, he suddenly said, "Yukino."

"Yeah." He responded softly, and feeling a soft sensation, she pressed her face against his back.

"Do you remember how we met?"

"It's not a very pleasant encounter." Yukino's voice came with a smile.

That was when Beiyuan Kong had just arrived in this world. He was completely hopeless and thought that everything was meaningless, and his rebirth was meaningless, so he chose to go to the rooftop to end this rebirth.

Since he was in a daze, he met Yukino at the corner of the stairs, who was holding a bunch of handicraft tools.

What followed was a very bloody development. After the strong collision, Kitahara Sora finally reacted and put his hand to support the female classmate's body to prevent their foreheads from colliding.

It was because of this awkward posture that Kitahara Sora's hand just happened to touch the wrong place.

"Come to think of it, nowadays anime novels won't use such outdated plots as the opening lines, right?"

"Novels and movies need to have smooth logic, but reality doesn't." Feeling the rhythmic rise and fall of her body and recalling the scene at that time, Yukino couldn't help feeling ashamed.

As the most private part of a woman, it was actually touched by a stranger. I really wanted to commit suicide at that time.

But as she thought about it, the girl fell silent again, and a trace of regret rose from the bottom of her heart.

At that time, I was so angry that I slapped Beiyuan Kong without saying a word. I used all my strength to feel that my palm was numb, and his face was swollen immediately.

But when I came to my senses afterwards, I felt a little guilty.

Thinking back to the situation at that time, if he hadn't put his hand to support his body, the two of them would have been injured from a collision of foreheads. I was on top, and if I was unlucky and hit the ground, the consequences would have been even more serious.

But this guy's performance at that time made it impossible for him to calm down.

After being slapped, he said sorry, but there was no apology in his eyes. He even turned his other cheek and said that if he was still not satisfied, he could slap me again.

The result was that this sentence completely angered him, and both sides of his cheeks became heavy.

Then, he found that he was still very angry, so he saw the tools scattered on the ground, picked up a paper cutter, and stabbed it into the back of his hand...

That bloody scene is still fresh in my memory.

I was so scared at the time that my mind went blank. This kind of self-abuse behavior was no longer that of an ordinary pervert, but a complete madman!

But later we learned that he was going to commit suicide because he didn't care and had become indifferent to everything. Despite this, he still adhered to the principle of not causing trouble to others. If he took advantage of a girl, he had to make her feel balanced.

Should I say that he is very principled, or that he is cutely silly?

I remember that at that time, his lips were a little pale, his bloody hands were shaking sickly, and there was a hint of pleading in his eyes when he looked at me. He said, "Look, my left hand is powerless, so I can forget about the right hand, right?"

"Yes, novels need logic, otherwise readers will criticize them. Movie plots need to flow smoothly, otherwise the audience will..."

Kitahara Sora repeated what Yukino said, but was interrupted by the girl before she finished speaking. She spoke in a slightly heavy tone:

"I'm not seeking revenge or self-torture, nor do I have the slightest intention of kidnapping you, nor do I feel resentment for your two slaps. I just can't think of a quick way to calm your anger."

"Although it was force majeure, I did behave unintentionally. This was the first time I had such intimate physical contact with a woman, so I was distracted for a moment. This is all my fault. If I had slowed down a little, this accident might not have happened."

"But I did it, and this accident will be forever engraved in your memory. As a very beautiful girl, and judging from your subsequent behavior and expression, you should be the kind of girl that is rare in light novels and anime, very pure and proud;

So all I can do is try to eliminate the stain in your heart, so that you won't continue to feel unhappy or even disgusted when you accidentally think of what happened today in the future."

After saying a lot of things in a very eloquent manner, she wrapped her arms around Kitahara Sora even tighter.

Kitahara Sora suddenly stood there in a daze, slightly tilting his head, and said in a daze: "Did I say that at the time?"

"It's exactly the same." Yukino gently stroked his cheek and said softly, "Only half a year has passed, so I remember it very clearly."

"In a way, you're pretty amazing."

The girl did not respond to Kitahara Sora's complaints, but buried her face behind her back, and said in a dull voice with a hint of apology: "Does it hurt?"

"Can not remember."

Kitahara Sora took a step forward and continued to climb towards the top of the mountain. Yukino was very light, even lighter than a backpack for Kitahara Sora.

We passed the sign for the ninth station, and after penetrating the thick fog, our vision seemed to become clearer.

The service station is still closed. During the mountain climbing period, it is open 24 hours a day. After all, people who climb Mount Fuji at night will book rooms here in advance.

"It's all I need to remember." The girl smiled.

"Don't remember these boring things. I was out of my mind at that time, so I did such a stupid thing." Kitahara Sora's indifferent voice passed through his chest and reached Yukino's ears with a heavy tremor.

"Is this a boring thing for you?" Yukino raised her head and stared at the back of Kitahara Sora's head, and suddenly smiled: "For me, this kind of memory is very important."

"The thing that scared you so much, my dark history?"

"To some extent, it is indeed a dark history." Yukino said, imitating Kitahara Sora's tone just now.

Beiyuan Kong sighed and said helplessly: "So don't remember those things."

The girl behind him did not answer immediately. She was silent for more than ten seconds before she slowly spoke: "If I hadn't been so aggressive at the time, you wouldn't have done that."

She slowly closed her eyes, feeling the favorable heartbeat transmitted by the warm chest, and murmured, "I'm sorry."

The ups and downs of her body became more and more frequent, and she suddenly had a sense of nostalgia. This was the third time that Beiyuan Kong carried her on his back. The first time was when he dug her out of the ruins of the church and rushed to the survivors' base.

The second time was when he carried me on his back to escape from the Queen’s pursuit…

The third time was now, in the absolutely safe real world, where he and he were 'conquering' Japan's highest peak.

His pace quickened, so there was a feeling of nostalgia, a rhythmic ups and downs, an incomparable sense of security, and a temperature warmer than that of a cradle.

The temperature dropped to single digits, and his speed was getting faster and faster. The howling cold wind made Yukino feel like she was back in Antarctica, and the rustling sound from stepping on the snow also made Yukino feel like she was back in the zombie world.

But she did not open her eyes. She breathed cautiously and greedily. The unique smell of Kitahara Sora came into her nose. It was very pleasant and soothing.

Then, the fierce cold wind suddenly stopped, and the ups and downs of the touch also stopped.

"We're here." His voice was very gentle, a tone I had never heard before.

It seems to contain a lot of indescribable emotions.