Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

The opponent didn't move, so Oreki Gen directly stuffed the gloves into his hand.

In fact, this thing can be very useful to yourself, but how to say it.

It doesn't suit me. How can a handsome man in Sakura wear black gloves every day? You know, I'm not beautiful enough, right?

Qiandao Feng looked at the gloves in his hand, then looked at the boy.

Her expression remained unchanged, as if she simply could not change her expression, but her tone was noticeably softer.

"thank you, happy New Year."

"Rest early, and happy New Year."

Oreki Gen smiled and waved, then walked into the spacious and luxurious courtyard.

At this time, the Sakuraba family's mansion was very quiet. There were no service staff such as nannies walking around. Under the moonlight, the planted flowers were covered with a layer of silver light, swaying gently in the night breeze.

The boy walked along the corridor with familiarity and came to the familiar door.

There was no movement inside and no lights were on.

It was like there was no one inside.

Oreki Xian activated the perspective first and took a look inside.

It was an unexpected discovery that there was no mechanism and everything seemed to be normal.

The girl was lying on her side on the bed, breathing evenly, as if she was asleep.

This made Oreki Gen a little confused.

With this girl's perseverance and strange persistence, if she was determined to teach me a lesson, how could she possibly sleep?

Is he pretending to sleep?

But is this necessary? Or should he wait until he gets in and then use his abilities to create some weird situation to deal with him?

I don’t know. Oreki Gen took a deep breath and stood at the door, really unable to think of the result.

Oreki Xian still pushed the door lightly and walked in. The door was not locked, so it was easy to open. Oreki Xian also tried his best not to make any noise.

He walked into the dark room, put the canvas bag down first, and then went to the bed.

The sound of her even breathing and her fragrance filled the air.

But there was no other movement, and no mines underfoot.

Very good, she probably doesn't want to die with me.

As the young man climbed onto the familiar bed step by step, the other party still seemed to be motionless, as if he felt nothing.

Oreki Xian took off his coat and pants and got under the quilt.

Then tentatively reach out and touch the other person's body.

The moment he touched the other person's body, Sakuraba Mitsuki reacted...

But it’s not the kind in action movies where you get hit instantly with a punch and instantly lose the ability to move.

Instead, he turned around and held out his hands.

Her slender white arms hugged her waist, she closed her eyes and didn't even look at herself.

Oreki Gen was stunned, at a loss as to what to do. He looked down at the beautiful girl in his arms. For a moment, he didn't know what was going on.

did not expect.

All in all it was something I didn't expect.

He thought about it and spoke softly.

"Meet the Moon...it's me."

"If it weren't for you, you'd be dead."

There was a sound in her arms, a little muffled because she had pressed her face against her chest.

The voice was not so clear and sounded sleepy.

Oreki Gen actually wanted to ask something else, such as...what exactly are you going to do?

But after a moment's silence he could only speak softly.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Don't talk... go to sleep."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Oreki Gen didn't know whether the other party was really this sleepy or just pretending.

But no matter which one it was, he had no reason to expose it.

He could only pat the girl's back gently and listen to her breathing become steady and even again.

She actually fell asleep.

The sound was exactly the same as every time he slept with her, even the heartbeat didn't have any strange frequency.

What is this?

Holding the girl in his arms, Oreki Gen didn't sleep the whole night.

It's very rare to have insomnia.

He felt that he had no reason to feel guilty, and he had convinced himself a long time ago not to feel guilty about these things, because this was what he had to do in this world.

You can invest your emotions, and you can also bear some backlash.

But you can't look ahead and behind, regretting and hesitating about your decision.

But I still couldn't sleep, until the darkness outside the curtains turned into sunlight that shined stubbornly in.

He was not sleepy nor tired, his physique was good enough.

But my mood seemed to sink.

He kept this posture that made the other person fall asleep comfortably, and his hands kept gently patting the other person's back.

If possible, I hope time will continue like this.

There is no need to face more choices, nor is there a need to remain highly vigilant at all times.

But it's not just me. As long as people are alive, they not only need to face the sunshine of a new day, but also need to face new sorrows and worries.

Oreki Gen gave up thinking temporarily.

Until she heard a slight movement in her arms, she raised her head slightly and looked at herself.

Sleepy eyes, disheveled hair.

The suspenders on her fair and clear shoulders had slipped halfway down, but not completely, so that the boy could see the white curve of her chest.

She yawned lightly first.

Then he lay lazily on his chest and looked at himself.

"You woke up earlier than me... or did you not sleep at all?"

Oreki Gen smiled.

"I woke up a little early. I don't sleep much anyway."

Without an honest explanation, one's guilty conscience will be exposed.

Sakuraba Kentsuki just glanced at him, then slowly stood up from the boy's arms.

"Pack up, we have to go to the shrine today."

"what?"

Oreki Gen thought that now that she had woken up, it was time to settle the score, but he didn't expect that the other party would say such words in a very normal tone.

Have you forgotten everything about sleep?

Is this still Sakuraba Mitsuki?

Oreki Gen didn't know, but there was no way he could be a suicide truck.

So he sat up normally.

"You want to go to worship so early?"

Sakuraba Jianyue got up and picked up her clothes.

"Well, on the first day of the new year, every family goes to the temple to worship. This is our family tradition. If you don't want to go, go back."

Now that he had said this, how could Oreki Gen have the courage to really say he couldn't go?

He nodded.

"If I don't go with you, who will?"

Sakuraba Mitsuki opened the closet and turned his head slightly.

"Go find a place outside to wash up. I need to change my clothes."

"Oh."

When Oreki Gen stood in the corridor looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

He wanted to smoke a cigarette because he couldn't figure out what was going on with Sakuraba Mizuki, who seemed very normal, even a little too normal.

What is she thinking about again.

Could it be that someone brainwashed her last night and wiped out all her memory?

But how could it be...

"Ugh..."

“People who sigh on the first day of the new year will have bad luck for the whole year, Oreki-kun.”

A familiar voice appeared and Oreki Gen immediately turned around.

Then he saw Sakuraba Izumi, who was already wearing a red and white kimono and even had her long hair tied up, appearing beside him.

She looked at me with a smile, and her eyes seemed to see through me completely...

Chapter 138: Are her hands so cold too?

"Good morning, godmother."

Oreki Gen looked at the other party.

Sakuraba Izumi slowly moved to the side of Oreki Gen, her steps as elegant and unhurried as her temperament.

She smiled and looked in the direction that Oreki Gen had just looked.

"If there hadn't been a thief sneaking into the house in the middle of the night, this morning would have been better."

Oreki Gen was speechless for a moment. What a shame... the daughter didn't make a fuss, but the mother did.

What is this thing called?

He smiled bitterly.

"I came too late. I didn't expect to disturb my godmother. Sorry."

Sakuraba Izumi smiled and shook her head, then turned to look at Oreki Gen.

"That's not what I care about, but it seems like you didn't come back with Jianyue."

As expected, I should say this.

Oreki Gen felt that he had figured out some of this woman's tricks now.

First let people let down their guard, and then instantly hit their guilty conscience.

Oreki Gen nodded without hesitation and spoke softly.

"A few classmates drank too much, so I sent them home first and then came here immediately."

A half-truth will never go wrong with this woman.

Moreover, with the blessing of the Eye of Truth, it is not so easy for her to see through herself.