Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

"Why are you standing there? Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid of you, huh."

Asagiri Ran raised her head proudly, as if she was holding her head high and chest out, looking very proud.

Of course, no matter how hard she tries, the road ahead is still smooth.

After all, she is the Princess Taiping.

The two of them walked through the long corridor filled with golden light.

Oreki Gen couldn't help but think, if this was a red carpet, would it be like walking into a marriage hall?

But now Oreki Gen doesn’t even dare to think about whether he will ever walk into the church.

Is it that we can’t wait for that day, or is it that such a scene can never appear at all?

Not sure.

Love is always beautiful, accompanied by the innocent youth.

Those who leave a deep mark in life should have the best ending, even if the destination is in their own heart.

We left the club classroom together and walked across the campus.

Many people seemed to notice the two of them, but it didn't matter at this point.

Unless someone suddenly appears at the school gate with a gun pointed at my head, I will continue on this path.

The slight smell of fragrance reminded Oreki Xian of the osmanthus flowers in his hometown.

This season smells the best.

Looking back, it’s just the girl’s fresh and pleasant hair scent.

"Asagiri Stain."

Oreki Gen called out the other person's name in front of the bus stop.

The girl turned her head in surprise.

"Not polite."

The boy smiled.

"Don't you call me by my first name, just like me?"

It seems to be true when you think about it, but it just makes people feel inexplicably uncomfortable. Perhaps this is one of the "charms" of this young man.

"So, why are you calling my name?"

"Did you know what happened that day?"

Oreki Gen tried to test whether the other party was clearly aware of what happened afterwards after exchanging control of the body.

Although I have seen this before, this girl has always vehemently denied it, so I have to rule out the possibility that she is just being stubborn this time.

Asagiri Ran seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the light made every expression on her face very clear.

She still nodded and didn't lie.

"I know."

"...Do you know that Ling is actually like this?"

Oreki Genji recalled what happened that day.

The seemingly innocent and adorable soul of this cute girl is actually not all there is to Asagiri Aya.

She was smarter than she thought, even dangerously so.

That state, that expression, and the dangerous tendency revealed in the words all made Oreki Gen, who was very experienced and vigilant, feel uneasy.

Asagiri let out a soft sigh.

"I don't know exactly, and I don't know she could do this... After all, I am her sister, and if there is any responsibility, it is mine to bear."

Watching the bus approaching from afar, the two got on the bus together.

In the somewhat empty carriage, the two people still did not sit together, their familiar seats were one in front and one behind.

Oreki Gen, who was sitting in the back, thought about it and looked at the girl's flawless face reflected in the window. He seemed a little depressed at this moment, perhaps feeling a little self-blame.

Only at times like this, when talking about her sister, would she show such an expression.

"Even if you are her sister, there is no need to take the responsibility on yourself. Everyone's growth is their own business, and your sister will grow up as well. As for that matter... I don't want to blame her."

Asagiri Ran's eyes shifted slightly back.

"So what do you want to say?"

Oreki Gen let out a sigh.

"I just hope you can be careful. If this ability appears in reality, it is not just controlled by Sakuraba Mizuki. You should understand how dangerous it is and how lethal it is."

"So you hope I won't appear in front of her in the future?"

Oreki Gen smiled.

"Can you do it?"

"Of course not possible."

"So I just hope you can communicate with her as little as possible, and try not to provoke her emotions. Even if you say I'm a coward, or even that you yourself are not a coward, I still want to say this, you know what the result will be if you really make her angry. I hope you can be more rational this time. Those who walk on the tightrope every time will always fall one day."

This seemed to be said by the girl in front of him.

In fact, isn’t it yourself?

I always walk on the edge of the tightrope, overlooking the bottomless abyss that will crush me to pieces.

Asagiri's gaze followed the patterns of sunlight on the glass.

Her tone was a little low, or rather, a little dissatisfied.

"Do you think I'm worse than her?"

Oreki Xian leaned back in his chair, looking at the other person's back, watching the hair behind her head swaying gently.

"I'm just worried you'd get hurt."

"I'm not that vulnerable."

The tone of this sentence seemed much softer, even a little soft.

The car was shaking so much that I couldn't hear anything clearly.

Oreki Gen smiled and leaned forward.

He lay on the back of the other person's chair.

It seemed to be only a thin line away from the girl's shoulder.

It was even closer to her perfect profile.

He's right here, he whispered.

"People who have been hurt a lot will say that they are not that fragile and don't need to worry, but they don't know that this is often the most heartbreaking situation. Asagiri Ran..."

His voice, his breath.

It seems like everything is surrounding me.

Dye your cheeks red.

Dye your earlobes red.

But he held me tightly, making it impossible for me to escape, unable to hide, and even unable to look guilty.

The voice became a little shaky.

"What..."

"Would you like to experience what it feels like to be protected by me?"

48: Chaos

Asagiri Ran never thought that one day the roar of the bus would be so deafening.

It was as if the whole world was spinning, and there were earth-shaking noises.

It seemed that what was buzzing was not only the carriage he was in, but also his own violently beating heart, at this moment.

Everything in front of my eyes is a little blurry and hazy.

She wasn't trying to cry, she wasn't trying to be moved by how strange and important these words were to her.

I just didn't expect this young man to say such a thing.

Her silence seemed to be the answer at this time, but...what was the meaning of silence, was it a rejection or a consent?

Or is it just that I don’t know how to deal with it at this moment, and I feel overwhelmed?

In such weather, the girl's slightly opened red lips could not exhale a thin mist.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

"Protect yourself first. I hate people talking big."

In fact, I am more afraid of promises that I cannot keep.

Some things are too illusory.

Maybe it’s not that the person involved wants to lie, but that he or she simply does not realize how fragile the so-called lofty words and the desire to accomplish something are in the face of a huge destiny.

Just like a seemingly solid dam, a flood of fate is enough to make it fall apart and collapse completely.

Maybe no one wants to brag, but when they make a promise, they are sincere.

But in the end, there was really nothing we could do.

No one can be blamed, but everyone will be disappointed.

Oreki Gen just lay there and smiled.

His expression was languid and lazy, as if he was indifferent to all of this.

"It's just a joke, why are you so fierce?"

The girl seemed even more dissatisfied because of this.

"Oreki Gen, can you make fun of anything?"

It seems that he really dislikes Oreki Gen's frivolous attitude. He can't even believe what he says. Is such a person trustworthy?

Oreki Gen was looking at the girl's beautiful ears, and he especially liked the way her ears stood out from her thick hair when her hair was draped down smoothly.

Just like an elf.

Looks cute.

"Well, isn't it always like that? But the premise of joking is that this is indeed what I want to do, but if the other party doesn't accept it, in order to avoid embarrassment and give yourself some face, you can say it's a joke. This is what is called most of the true words are said in a joking way."

"...ill."

Asagiri Ran finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Turn your head sideways.

If you slightly avoid the situation where the other person is talking, their breath will spray onto your neck and ears.

Her shoulders were leaning against the car window, like the Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Oreki Gen still had that playful look on his face.

"You know I'm sick but you still don't cherish me? After all, there aren't many handsome boys like me who are both sick and handsome."

"Could you please stop being so narcissistic?"

Asagiri Ran couldn't help but laugh.

This bastard is so annoying.

Whenever I don't want to smile, I always feel the urge to pull the corners of my mouth upwards.