Our village of the upright, originally with eight people, was a tour group. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

We come from all parts of the world, with different personalities, but we still come together, and the most mature person says that this is fate, and I hope we can continue to travel together.

Although, I don't like them. They did a lot of things that were too much for the money they were traveling. But I don't have a lot of places to go for the time being, and this group of people is also a little interesting, so it's okay to do something excessive together.

Finally, after a robbery, we were finally tired after being hit hard.

After that robbery, we decided not to do these things anymore and went into seclusion.

The most inquisitive fellow was still sullenly counting the mistakes of everyone in that failed case, except for me.

No one of the seven men but me dared to look at me, for I was the only one left behind in that robbery. Because I never intended to be close to them, I didn't feel betrayed, but it seemed that they were still haunted.

It seems to be because I'm the only woman.

Thinking about it this way, the perception of these seven people dropped a few points.

After deciding to live in seclusion, they found a fairly secluded place, built a decent house, and lived like this.

The so-called life is not because this group of people treats you badly, you don't want to stay with them. As far as I am concerned, I am neither innocent nor innocent and lovely, although I have the only beautiful appearance in the world, but it is just a convenience for the whole tour group to commit crimes.

After my seclusion, I often watched the sky and mountains on the balcony on the second floor alone.

You know, in life, you don't do it because you like it, and you don't do it because you want to do it.

Of course, this is also a premise, that is, there is something you want to do.

Ahh

More than once I'd heard the most mature fellow reprimand the coward, as if they had no idea what they were doing.

I don't like it, but I don't know what to do.

And so day after day.

It seems that a year has passed in a trance, and to be honest, time doesn't have much of a feeling for me.

This world ...... It's really boring.

In a trance, I seemed to hear a voice calling from the bottom of my heart.

[Let's change, let's go.] 】

【Find rose juice and explore the other side of the world】

Just when I thought I had misheard, the energetic and curious ghost ran all the way into the house.

After a while, I heard a commotion downstairs.

With a sigh, I followed.

After all...... I'm also upright......

With this in mind, I listened to the words in the chaotic discussion of the group of people.

"There is a gap outside the peach, and there is a beautiful view."

So the people decided to move to that beautiful place, and that included me.

It's not bad anyway.

With this feeling of pity to myself, I followed them into Paradise.

Then we passed through the crack in the mountain and arrived at Paradise.

Paradise is indeed a good place, the scenery is very beautiful, like a paradise off the beaten track, if you die and be buried here...... Probably going to be happy, right?

The over-energetic fellow was burrowing into the woods again with a curious expression, and even the most mature fellow shouting for him to come back seemed to have no effect.

That's why I hate bear kids like that......

With this in mind, I looked at the guy who ran all the way into the woods, but I didn't say anything to stop him.

Although the eight of us are together, I guess others won't be very sad if someone dies.

Estimate...... Bar......

The idea was regretted in the evening.

The kid didn't come back.

The forest at night is a bit scary to be honest, after the bonfire is lit, there is always a feeling that there will be a wolf in the forest, and those places where the fire does not shine, like a black hole, will devour the reckless intruders to the bones.

The mature one was babbling something, while the self-proclaimed wise man sneered.

This group is really terrible.

Then, the night where no one slept well was gone.

When I woke up, to be honest, I wasn't in a good mood, and although the weather was very hot in the summer, I didn't get cold, but my long hair was a little messy.

Looking at the six people who were sleeping all over the floor, I decided to go to the lake I saw yesterday to wash my face.

Ahh

It's a boring life.

I walked through the woods, and a sense of boredom manifested itself in my heart.

I saw the lake.

And...... The floating boy.

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Reimu was smiling.

From the moment she saw the two people coming towards the Misty Rain store from afar, she smiled, so much so that Yakumo Zi walked up to her and looked at her smiling face, the first thing she said was.

"What are you laughing at, Miss Boli?"

"Hey, nothing."

Hakurei Reimu chuckled and glanced at Yakumo again.

"It's decided, are you going to destroy this world?"

Yakumo Zi frowned.

"Sister Boli, I'm not here to destroy any world, and I don't have that ability, I just came to you to know the truth."

Reimu Hakurei smiled undiminished, just shook her head.

"Then come with me."

She took Yakumo Purple and they went straight to the school gate.

Yuko hurriedly stopped Hakurei Reimu.

"Eh, where are you going, Sister Boli, there are still classes in the afternoon!"

Reimu Hakuri frowned and looked at her.

"The world is about to be destroyed, and you still have the heart to go to class?"

“…… What? ”

Yuko was stunned.

Hakurei Reimu looked at her, then at the thoughtful Yakumo Murasaki, and closed her eyes.

"What, Purple, aren't you ready?"

Yakumo Zi groaned and raised his eyes.

"I have a couple of questions."

"If you have any questions, wait until you get to the place, someone can answer you."

After saying that, Hakuri Reimu took another step, leaving only a petite and beautiful back.

“…… Keep up, Yuko. ”

"Hmm, okay."

Yuko looked ready to be scolded afterwards, and followed behind Yakumo Murasaki.

So the three of them left the school, walked a few blocks, and then went to another apartment.

Reimu unceremoniously kicked open the door of a room.

"Come out, that white hair!"

"Who do you call the white-haired soul maiden!"

And in response to her was an angry female voice.

Hakurei Reimu was not afraid at all, and while motioning for Yakumo Murasaki and Yuko to follow her in, she shouted inside.

"It's just to call you a bastard soul who waits for death! And you give me a little restraint, the fire is going to burn to the curtains! ”

Yakumo and Yuko looked at each other, not knowing if they should go in now.

However, the woman bypassed Hakurei Reimu first and turned to Yakumo Murasaki.

Her long white hair, which stretched to her calves, as if she had never been cut since birth, was like a waterfall cascading, the result of which she tied a red and white bow to the back of her head. But the Japanese Hime-style hairstyle with a cut on the forehead and eyebrows on both sides shows that the other party has also taken care of his hair. The girl's eyebrows are very sharp, as if there has always been a fire, compared to the weakness of girls, but also with the handsomeness of boys. And under the eyebrows were a pair of fiery red eyes, which were different from the cold red of the Remi they had seen yesterday, but like the sun, like flames, like hot blood bursting out of the arteries, full of life and burning, and matched with the sharp eyebrows, it was like being able to pierce people. The girl's lips were thin and pursed, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

She clasped her hands and looked at Yakumo Murasaki.

"It's been a good time, Yakumo Murasaki."

…… This is what it looks like...... Be......

"Fujiwara sister red?"

Yakumo raised her eyebrows and said tentatively.

The girl blinked.

"It's exactly what Reimu said."

She snorted coldly again, as if she was very dissatisfied with Yakumo. Then she turned around and walked back into the room.

"Come in."

Yakumo Murasaki and Yuko looked at each other again, then held hands.

"It's in, Yuko."

"Uh...... Well. ”

ps: Che-chan touches his head~