Silence fell.

It was still Marisa's completely confused silence, and to be honest, she didn't like the atmosphere at all.

Was it because that answer upset her?

The girl couldn't help but take a closer look at Alice's face.

Eyes that almost mistook it for a blue gem were looking directly at her...... But from that empty eye, she couldn't feel any focus, was she really looking at herself? It's like looking out into the distance.

In a way, yes.

What Alice sees through Marisa is an image of the distant past, a memory hidden deep in her heart.

"Alice......?"

Sensing that Alice's spirit had drifted away from that plane, Marisa, who whispered by her name, tried to bring her consciousness back.

Because of this sudden silence. It's a little unbearable to call Marisa.

"Marisa."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I just ...... I remembered something from the past."

Alice's words made Marisa suddenly realize.

It turned out that Alice was immersed in the memories of the past, and it was only now that she finally realized this fact.

Marisa was keenly aware that Alice's voice was softer than usual, could it be that she had just thought of some pleasant memories?

So...... I just interrupted her remembrance?

The girl lowered her eyes with some guilt.

However, regret now doesn't help, and Marisa quickly forgives herself for her small mistake.

「…… What kind of thing is that?"

"Do you remember the first time we quarreled?"

Hearing Alice's question, the girl's shoulders shook violently.

The calm and soft smile that looms on the gorgeous face is the best expression of the mood of magic. Marisa's expression, by contrast, is stiff, suggesting that their memories seem to be ...... Big difference.

"Well, what's this...... Remember. Of course I do."

While whispering like this, she also turned her gaze to the side, and the girl who didn't dare to look at Alice was obviously in an embarrassed state of mind. To be able to see this kind of posture in this heartless guy is really unprecedented.

"Uh-huh......

It's the opposite of Marisa, who feels uncomfortable and seems to be about to jump up. Alice rarely took off her cold mask, but closed her eyes and nodded as if she was remembering something happy.

-- Marisa was sure that she must have made a mistake. However, her conviction did not mean anything to Alice at this time.

Not noticing Marisa's strange expression, Alice said in a nostalgic tone.

"Since we had that fight, we've been talking a lot less."

These words of faint joy made Marisa's shoulders relax.

"Well, that's true."

However, I still feel that there is something difficult to let go. While Marisa agrees with Alice's words, she can't help but secretly recall the bits and pieces of that incident.

The "quarrel" in Alice's mouth happened the morning after Marisa was sent by Feili.

Causes of the dispute...... It's not really serious, it's a very delicate disagreement.

One thing I have to say here is that don't look at Marisa dressed up as a witch, she also practices Western magic. But she herself is an out-and-out Japanese food pie.

This is by no means a confession, but a personal acknowledgment. One day, out of interest, Marisa asked the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion, Remilia Scarlet, a question.

"How many people's blood have you sucked?"

"Do you remember how many loaves of bread you've eaten so far?"

The answer was such an arrogant rhetorical question. Remilia, who fully demonstrates her domineering and dignity as a vampire - if Marisa's next answer is not so bizarre. Saying that, she can listen to rhetorical questions as interrogative sentences, and she is really amazing.

No one would remember how many slices of bread they had eaten, and before she met Marisa, Remilia would have dared to answer the same question to whoever asked her.

But Marisa Kiriyu succeeded in teaching Remilia what it means to be great in the world.

"I remember, thirteen pieces -- by the way, I'm a Japanese food pie."

Remilia will always remember the look on the girl's face at that moment, so indifferent, so natural, as if it were normal for a person to remember how many loaves of bread he had eaten in his fifteen years of life.

Remilia was tempted to yell at her - normal people don't remember how many loaves of bread they had eaten.

-- I won't mention the means that the wayward Miss Vampire wants to use to reverse the unfavorable situation and restore her dignity in the future.

What you know is that Marisa is indeed a Japanese food pie.

As for...... Alice, on the other hand, is a complete foreign food pie.

So the cause of the first quarrel between the two ...... It's the breakfast. Around which style is more superior, the confrontation between the food pie and the foreign food pie began.

When she first arrived in a new environment, she dared to insist on her opinions uncompromisingly in the face of an older person, and I really didn't know whether to describe Marisa as brave or unscrupulous.

However, in the face of a little girl, Alice, who refused to give in and insisted on her own ideas, cannot be said to lack the demeanor of an adult, but can only say that her competitiveness has flareed up again.

Although it was a quarrel, the result was not bad.

The fierce scolding battle between the two can be said to be completely inconsistent with the magician, and there is no mystery to speak of. After both sides were parched and exhausted, they finally made a compromise at the same time.

Marisa thinks it's okay to try Western-style food occasionally, and Alice thinks she should try to make something Oriental-style as well.

Of course, what the duo got was more than just a wider range of flavour options.

After this first bickering, their subsequent conversations have also lost the serious estrangement at the beginning. It should be said that this incident opened a way for their future exchanges.

Only, although it seemed to Alice that it should be a pleasant memory. In Marisa's eyes, it's no different from playing with shame.

She really wished that someone could save her from this dire predicament.

There was only one person she could count on. The man who never lived up to her expectations did not disappoint her this time.

"What are you talking about? He looks like he's having fun."

The man who volunteered to make tea finally appeared belatedly.

In fact, the time it took him was not long at all. It's just that Marisa's predicament at the moment makes her feel that time has been long.

Even with a tray containing several teacups, there is no embarrassment, and the straight back is so beautiful that you can't find a trace of fault. But after all, he is a peerless martial artist known as the Martial God, and this balance should still be there, so he shouldn't be surprised by it.

Fei Li skillfully placed the teacup in front of the girls, and at this moment, he found that Alice was frowning, looking a little incredulous.

He couldn't help but start to reflect on whether he had done something to make the girl unhappy just now, but he couldn't recall it.

At this time, Alice, who used him to say what he thought in his heart first, could really be said to have helped him a lot.

"That...... How long did it take you to find the tea leaves?"

Thinking of the hill of useless cabinets in her kitchen, Alice felt that she should tell Fei Li where the tea was in advance—sometimes she had to look for it herself for a long time.

"Oh, this one...... Rest assured. I have a trusted lady to help me."

As he spoke, he smiled cheerfully. As if what Alice said was not at all worth worrying about.

"Right, Shanghai?"

P.S: In the last few days, I have been learning my driver's license, and the renewal is more pitiful. I'm really sorry, but let's work hard in the past two days.

There is also a new book recently.,The Legend of the Evil Ghost of the East.,If you're interested, you might as well take a look.。 It was best to be able to add a collection. Ahem