The ghost shark who was kept in the dark always felt that this pair of teachers and students was getting stranger and stranger.

Although Mr. Itachi is always very calm, Zhao Fenghong always shows a mysterious expression, which makes the ghost shark very puzzled.

Fortunately, the confusion did not last long. The destination of the red maple has arrived, and the travel time shared by the three of them is over.

Itachi and Terukaede say goodbye at the border of Kawanokuni.

"I'd love to continue traveling with Itachi-kun, but I have something I have to accomplish." Zhao Fenghong said: "If I can, I also hope to be able to accompany you all the time, whether it is to protect you or be protected by you." ”

Such a statement made the ghost shark laugh until his stomach hurt.

"Teacher, Mr. Itachi is not the kind of person who needs protection. It's people who need to be vigilant and afraid. ”

Hey, what the ghost shark said seems to make a lot of sense. In the eyes of ordinary people, Uchiha Itachi is indeed a person to be wary of and afraid - but she doesn't think so!

She stood on the riverbank, waiting for the boatman to cross the river with oars, urging her impatiently to say goodbye. The morning fog had not completely dispersed from the surface of the river, and it was white and misty. The dew was stained on the stakes tied with thick ropes, and also hung on the tips of the turquoise grass.

"So, goodbye?" Zhao Fenghong shook his hand at the ghost shark and the weasel: "Let's separate here." ”

Uchiha Itachi nodded and turned quietly.

"Didn't hesitate at all?" The ghost shark grinned and said, "I thought you would be reluctant." Sure enough, it's so resolute and ruthless that it's scary. ”

Uchiha Itachi's back stood in the scattered morning mist, and he took a few steps without a sound before answering the oni shark's question: "I'll see you again." ”

“…… I'm so confident. The ghost shark said, glanced back at Itachi's teacher, and then caught up with his partner's footsteps: "The time for relaxation is over, Mr. Itachi, we have to follow the leader's orders to carry out the mission." ”

Itachi and the ghost shark walked together for a short time, and the itachi suddenly heard someone saying "goodbye", so he hurriedly stopped and turned his head. However, there was nothing in the white morning mist, except for a faint glimpse of a boatman with an oar. The wet mud path on the shore was empty, except for the footprints left by him and the ghost shark.

"What are you looking at, Mr. Itachi?" The ghost shark asked, "Is anyone following us?" ”

"Nope." Itachi turned around and said, "Nothing." ”

"That's right." The ghost shark's tone was the same as usual: "In this place and at this time, I thought Mr. Itachi was saying goodbye to people." ”

Itachi glanced at the ghost shark lightly, but did not see anything unusual in his face.

It seems that the ghost shark's memory has also been quietly modified by someone, and he has forgotten Teacher Zhao Fenghong mercilessly.

――I wonder when the next meeting will be?

The vast fog is silent, the ripples on the river are silent, and the rickety boats are silent. There was no answer, only the sound of hurried footsteps.

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Zhao Fenghong had mixed feelings in her heart.

I really don't want to leave the lovely Itachi-kun - it wouldn't be good if something happened to her. But it is not possible not to leave, because fulfilling the wish of the wisher is something that the gods must do.

According to the principle of equivalent exchange, since you enjoy supreme power and eternal life, you have to pay a certain price. Occasionally fulfilling the wishes of human beings, giving something to sustain such a life, is a principle that the gods must abide by.

The next wisher was a little pitiful—he had made a wish for a long time, and prayed sincerely every day, but he was placed infinitely in the red maple so that the last voice of the man's prayer seemed to be unexpected.

His wishes were portrayed in Zhao Fenghong's mind one by one, and it was a very simple wish-"I want to see her again." ”

I guess it's the wish that a man and a woman in love made when they were separated.

Love is such a terrible thing.

Probably because of the depth of love, I pray to the gods every day, right?

Zhao Fenghong has made up a 100,000-word sadistic love story according to the experience of past reading, what national hatred, Romeo and Juliet, your brother slaughtered my brother, through your chest and my knife......

A shimmering pale golden glow descends from the sky, like a staircase connecting heaven and the human world. Where the jumping points of light fell, even the emerald green grass tips were stained with a faint glow. Several butterflies with thin golden wings fluttered their wings, lingering in the pillars of light, and finally outlining the figure of a woman.

Loose red hair fell on the cascading hem of the clothes, and dark red eyes were the color of blood. The white wrists were wrapped with flame lines, and they were gradually shrinking into the sleeves as the light was hidden. She closed her eyes, her lips moved slightly, and she said, "My name is - Huayue Courtyard shines on the maple red, disturbing the human beings who sleep for the gods, what I did ......"

"Teacher."

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His Royal Highness, who was still holy and dignified, immediately lost his image and jumped to the ground in a daze. She held the hem of her skirt in both hands, stared blankly at the person in front of her, and muttered, "...... Failed the space-time jump? ”

Itachi Uchiha stood in front of her.

Alive, personally.

Black hair and black eyes, two tear troughs, rebellious forehead protection, red cloud robe on a black background, carved as an indifferent face, this qiē is not much different from the appearance of Zhao Fenghong before leaving. The only difference to talk about...... It's probably a little bit taller.

His eyes were half-down, and his long black eyelashes twitched slightly. After a long silence, he coughed softly with the back of his hand over his lips, and then began to flip through a row of pill bottles on the low table beside him.

"No failure, teacher." He opened the small, nameless bottles with his slender fingers and said, "You see me again." ”

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-one."

“……”

Zhao Fenghong held her forehead, her mood was complicated, and she didn't know whether to be angry with her procrastination or lament the impermanence of fate.

It turned out that the person who made the wish in a hurry was twenty-one-year-old Itachi Uchiha.

What's going on?

Twenty-one-year-old Uchiha Itachi summoned her away from eighteen-year-old Uchiha Itachi...... It's really a taste of being scrambled by two Itachi-kun...... It's a bit of fun.

She looked at the lapis lazuli bracelet on her wrist and suddenly remembered that this time she had come to earth as a "god who fulfilled human wishes". Since it was through the way of making a wish that summoned her, Itachi-kun should have a clear idea of her identity - sleeping in ancient books and sealed scrolls, she can fulfill a wish, control the future and reality, and connect the gods of the Yellow Spring and the earth.

"That...... Itachi-kun belched. Zhao Fenghong looked at him: "Do you have any wishes to be fulfilled?" ”

Uchiha Itachi found the medicine bottle he wanted, turned his head lightly, and said, "It's done." ”

His drooping palms revealed the black sleeves of his shirt, and there was a faint stain of blood on the back of his hand.

Already done?

Zhao Fenghong remembered the wish that she had learned in her mind before she set off - "I want to see her again." ”

It was as if some soft string had been quietly broken, and she froze in place for a moment, speechless. This feeling of wanting to cry and laugh at the same time...... Probably it's a human feeling.

Wanted to see her again.

Who this "she" is, it goes without saying.

Such a desire also feels a bit of a scoundrel.

Whatever the wish, it has to be fulfilled at the cost of guò. And there is no price for the gods to appear, and there is no need to pay a price to fulfill the wish of "seeing Zhao Fenghong".

What a scoundrel......

The Uchiha Itachi pressed the pill to his tongue and drank it with a glass of water tilted his head slightly. His throat line was torn out in a neat and beautiful arc, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly. Two strands of black hair fell on her ears, making Zhao Fenghong want to touch them with her fingers.

"How long has it been since you've seen me?" She asked curiously.

"Huh?" Itachi put the glass on the table and turned his face sideways: "Probably...... After saying goodbye on the shore of Kawanokuni, I haven't seen you again, Sensei. ”

Zhao Fenghong blinked, her eyebrows furrowed, and she opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

After the departure of Kawanokuni, of course, she will not be seen again, because she was summoned away by the now, twenty-one-year-old Uchiha Itachi.

A person who can travel through time and space and never stay, and a person who stays in a certain period of time and space, how can they fall in love normally? Online, etc., urgently.

If you think about it, I haven't seen her for three years, and it's really a bit cruel. Although this is not entirely blamed on Feng Hong, she still feels a little guilty. I said that I would always be with him, but I had to jump and jump around at various points in time.

For the first time, Zhao Fenghong felt that the life of the gods was really boring and terrible.

She wanted to try, stay at a certain point in time forever, live the human life, learn from them to grow up and grow old.

"I thought you were deceiving me when you said 'we will meet again'. I thought I wouldn't meet you again. Uchiha Itachi turned and looked her squarely, "I just want to see you again before the end of the qiē." …… Do it every day as you teach you, but it doesn't work. Until today, this wish has finally been fulfilled. I see you again, teacher. ”

He wanted to reach out and touch Zhao Fenghong's cheeks or the top of his hair, but he didn't dare to move because of the blood on the back of his hand, and finally just froze his hand in mid-air and then put it down slowly. The faint trace of blood fell on Zhao Fenghong's eyes, which was shocking.

“…… Itachi-kun. Zhao Fenghong was a little sneering.

Somehow, she had a subtle urge to cry - it wasn't like her character. She never cried over something, because the emotionless gods never feared "loss" and "goodbye".

"Do you know where I'm from?" She asked softly.

"Where?"

"I'm here three years ago, on the bank of the Kawanokuni River where I said goodbye to you."