Shinobu Yushi noticed something strange about Keigo Keigo recently.

For example, when he was eating in the cafeteria today, he always had a little fugue. Looking at him, there didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary.

What the hell is going on? He thought back to it for a long time, and the only thing that was memorable was probably what he accidentally broke in his office that afternoon. Those hands are still vividly remembered.

Don't look at the usual arrogant appearance of the trace, ignore the girl's confession, but it's still very innocent in his bones.

He curled the corners of his mouth: "Where is the person who handed you the card?" ”

That narrow smile seems to be discussing pink topics such as "handing love letters".

Jibu glanced at his friend beside him, and snorted, which was considered to be an acknowledgement. However, he didn't believe that his friend had seen the girl, and with his always sharper eyes, he finally found her with a sense of zài, and disappeared from his sight without paying attention.

He was amazed that there were such people in this world, and at the same time felt sad about it.

The friend in front of him looks dignified, but in fact, the essence is like Aunt Osaka's gossip, calculating, and in the face of acquaintances, he always borrows money and doesn't pay it back, and he expresses his contempt for this trace.

However, his "gossip" has diluted the dense gloom clouds of the past few days.

In fact, since the night of the previous day, the goddess of doom seems to have been not satisfied with teasing him during the day, and then extended her claws into the night.

In his dreams, there was always a black mist in front of him, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see it clearly. And in the mist, there seemed to be a pair of dark blue eyes, staring at him viciously.

So in the dead of night, he woke up and sat up from the bed. After escaping from his nightmare, he rolled over several times, but he couldn't sleep, so he had to get up several hours early for morning exercises.

"Uncle Ben left first." After putting down the dishes, he got up, put his hands in his pockets, and strode out of the cafeteria.

Seeing his back as he walked away, he couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart.

That slightly haggard face, and unusual behavior, is there something going on?

On the other side, as soon as Qiye walked out of the cafeteria, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrate. When she opened her phone and saw the content of the new message, she had to purse her lips and sigh silently in her heart.

Speaking of which, the mobile phone in her hand was shoehorned into her by the Ministry of Traces of the Day before yesterday.

In the confrontation in the office that day, the trace department asked for her mobile phone number, and when she said that she didn't have a mobile phone, the other party's eyes widened and he looked incredulous: "You are an old antique from the last century, ahhh ”

"That thing doesn't work much for me." She said with a natural expression, not feeling out of place in this information age.

Now she lives alone, and she doesn't have any friends in the Ice Emperor, and the people she needs to contact don't use her mobile phone, so the mobile phone is just a burden for her.

He stared at her and said nothing. The next day, a brand new phone appeared in her drawer. After opening it, I found a new message.

Just because she doesn't carry her phone with her doesn't mean she won't use it. Quickly enter the inbox, and a large line of words is displayed on the screen.

- "Keep it safe, and wait for Uncle Ben's news at any time." ”

The sender is Keigo Kibe.

The silver-white mobile phone in his hand looks very high-end and atmospheric, and it should be a customized machine. Giving away valuable items as cabbage, along with such domineering command words, is really in line with his style. In just a few days together, she has a certain understanding of his style.

But she also has her own insistence.

- "The money will be brought to you next time." ”

- "What are you talking about, ahhh ”

- "We'll talk about it later." ”

She believed that there would be many opportunities to discuss the issue in the future.

And now she's got a new message in her inbox.

- "Come to the student union office." ”

It's obvious that the other party has a request for her, but the current situation is like she has become his on-call bodyguard.

This is probably the other party's natural courage. She put away her phone and walked slowly towards the student union office.

In fact, the trace department has not been idle these days. He has always believed in the principle of "relying on others is better than relying on himself", and instead of clinging to that gloomy woman, it is better to solve it himself.

It was only after several days of investigation of the old school building that only one ridiculous conclusion was reached - it was in disrepair.

It's time for that old house to be torn down and rebuilt. Thinking of the falling ceiling that day, Jibu frowned, and after thinking for a while, he began to write the book of Jianyi. Before he could turn it in, he was haunted by nightmares that night.

And the girl who had sworn in front of him that she would do her best, after hearing his recent situation, stroked her chin with her hand, and there was no trace of banter or sympathy in her eyes, just looked at him calmly: "Let's go to the shrine." ”

So one day on the weekend, it was rare that instead of staying at his mansion to train or go out for elegant activities, he took a car to an unknown shrine.

In my memory, the number of times I went to the shrine was only a handful. Perhaps because he grew up in England, the ornate cathedral was more in his style than the shrine.

It was only when he got out of the car that he saw a large area of desolation in front of him, and he suddenly had the idea of returning to the car and turning around.

"Young master, there is no passage ahead, are you sure it's here?" Looking at the large oil field in front of him, the driver's brother wiped his sweat and couldn't touch the door.

Could it be that the young master is going to experience the pleasures of the countryside?

"Ahh ”

Less than two minutes before the appointed time, he saw a figure in the distance slowly approaching him. Thanks to his good sight, it was seven nights of morning sun riding a bicycle.

Less than ten seconds before the appointed time, Asahi Nanaya managed to appear at the side of the trace.

"I've kept you waiting, Trace-kun." She gasped slightly.

"Uncle Ben has only arrived for a short time." Jibu snorted, and suddenly regretted letting his driver go back early, but then thought of the girl's advice yesterday.

"Cars can't pass because the roar disturbs the living."

She always said such ambiguous words, which inadvertently made him a little helpless, and he couldn't find a way to refute it.

"Then let's go, Trace-kun." Qiye pedaled on the bicycle, and only after riding a few meters stopped, then she looked back at the eye tracks: "If you don't mind, I'll take you." ”

The traces suddenly protruded, and his face turned black.

Is this girl telling a joke?! For the first time, he found it so difficult to communicate with people.

Seeing that he didn't move, Nanaya just tilted his head, and then rolled over and walked side by side with the bicycle pushing the bicycle.

It's a lot slower to walk through like this, but it's nice to enjoy the scenery along the way.

It's an empty field, deserted.

At this time, only the two of them were in this world. It was so quiet that you could only hear the gentle sigh of the wind, the rustling of blades, and the grinding of bicycle wheels against the pavement. The nose is full of the aroma of grass, feeling the coolness of the breeze, and the whole person is full of comfort.

It's just that this quiet atmosphere didn't last long, and the trace seemed to vaguely hear the whistling of the wind, and felt a strong sense of oppression behind him, and turned his head to see the rare frightened look of the girl next to him.

"Come up." Qiye quickly turned over and got on the bike, patted the vacant seat behind her, and looked at the trace silently, she was a little anxious, and her voice couldn't help but be a little higher, "It's happy to approach the resentful human, and it's very troublesome if it is caught." ”

Traces looked at the girl in front of him, usually not surprised, but now he rarely has a nervous look, coupled with the sixth sense that he has always had, he thought about it for a few seconds between "breaking the shame" and "saving his life", and then chose the former angrily.

He sat awkwardly in the back seat of the bicycle, which was definitely the first time in his life that he sat in the back seat of the bicycle, and what was even worse was that it was a girl who carried him. At this time, he didn't know how to place his hands and feet, so he could only stop stiffly in the air to avoid wiping the floor.

If someone passes by at this time, you will definitely see that his face is full of shame. For this he had to rejoice, fortunately, the road was deserted.

When the two bodies collided unintentionally, the trace finally knew the source of the suffocating oppression.

He could hardly describe what he saw—like a black mass of unidentified air condensed from the distant void, edged like tentacles with fangs and claws, churning toward them.

And in the crack in the middle of the black mist, there seemed to be a faint glimmer of light. Traces guessed that it was most likely the fangs of the monster.

He instantly understood that where was the howling of the wind just now, it was obviously the roar of this terrible monster.

It's a life-saving ride.

The scenery on both sides moved rapidly, and it was the moment to touch the wind at close range, and the girl's loose hair was dancing wildly in the gallop, and the hair touched the face of the trace, making him feel a little itchy, and he must be very wolf when he thought about it.

This seems to be a youthful journey of a teenager and a girl, but in fact it is a flight of life.

As they passed by the torii, the monster behind them stopped, screamed a few times, seemed to be unwilling, and then faded away.

Nanaya exhaled and stopped the car.

Traced then jumped quickly from his recoil, and with his pride, he didn't want to stay there for a second longer.

I just didn't expect that there was a forest at the end of this field. In the midst of the greenery, a shrine stands in front of you.

"What's different here?" Traces looked around and frowned slightly.

"It's probably just an ordinary shrine." Qiye said lightly.

The place was eerily quiet, there was no sign of people, and although he rarely went to the shrine, with his sixth sense, this was no ordinary shrine. Thinking like this, he heard the girl play Tai Chi again, and disdained to speak again.

"But the things I used to have trouble with are solved here." Qiye spoke again, his gaze seemed to be looking far away, uncertain.

The trace department opened his eyes, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and strode towards the shrine by himself.

The solemn sound of the bell echoes through the forest, fermented by the humid air, and becomes more and more distant. The water in the hand purification pool is bubbling out, like a mountain spring.

At this time, a figure appeared behind the door, and the red and white witch costume was extremely dazzling.

The two of them looked at each other, didn't make a sound, and walked forward slowly.