Hyogo Prefecture, Mt. Rokko, Kobe City.

From the top of the mountain, you can enjoy the "multi-million dollar night view" of Kobe and Osaka, and it is considered a holy place for young people in Kansai to fall in love. In addition, the "Church of the Wind" located here was designed by the architect Tadao Ando, and it is also a well-known "wedding church" in China.

Of course, this is decided by the bride's real season, because she prefers white yarn and sea breeze at the wedding.

Half an hour before the start of the wedding, the invited guests have already arrived.

Due to the topography of the hilltop, there are not many seats in the main hall of the church. But just the second row of the woman's relatives and friends on the left is enough to make people fall through the glasses. Katsuaki was sitting in the center, and his spirit was particularly strong today. On one side is his son Kibe Akihiko and daughter-in-law Arisa Keibe, and on the other side is the head of the Akaji family, Akaji Seitomi, and as juniors, Keigo Keibe and Seishiro Akaji sit beside their fathers and look at each other from a distance.

If a reporter had been present, most would have regarded this precious scene as a historic meeting, and since the grief-stricken fall of the clouds forty-four years ago, the two families have inevitably met, but they have never been able to sit together so calmly in private.

Katsuaki is talking to Akaji Seitomi, and of course today is only talking about family matters. In his early years, he was still against Akaji's father, and now the old opponent of the Akaji family, who was completely different from his brother-in-law Akaji Hideki, has passed away, but he can still see the familiar calm and perseverance in his son.

As for the two juniors who had already clashed in college, although they had just ended a vicious fight over an investment a while ago, they were amicable at the moment, as if it was not the two of them who had a fierce exchange of fire two weeks ago. Even Keigo Keibe, who has a more flamboyant personality, was in a very good mood, and only smiled at him meaninglessly when Seijuro Akaji first arrived.

The wedding finally began in earnest with the groom, Shinobu Yushi, his father, and his mother, Shinobu Kazumi, entering under the gaze of everyone.

Shinobu Yushi accompanied his parents to the first row on the right, and when he finally hugged Shinobu Kazumi, he happened to see his sister Shinobu Erina, who was already sitting in the second row, raising an eyebrow at him, and the young diplomat seemed to be dissatisfied with his brother getting married before her, and then the corners of his lips were raised, showing a smile that belonged to her, and nodded silently at him.

He walked to the left of the officiant and stood facing the wedding guests.

His best men came next, because they decided to hold a wedding in the spring after Maki graduated from university, and they were relatively early among friends, so it was easy to find unmarried groomsmen and bridesmaids. The head of the groomsmen is, of course, his cousin Kenya Shinobi, who is wearing a dark gray suit and is full of energy and leads the people to enter the room. As for Keigo Keibe, who can actually appear in this queue as a good brother of the groom...... The ninja man has long known that this gorgeous sister and forgetful friend will never give him a face.

Maki's bridesmaids soon arrived first, and her main bridesmaid was her friend from junior high school, Momoi May, and her lotus-colored ankle-length bridesmaid dress matched her long pink hair. Coupled with the bright smile of being happy for her friend's marriage, it is enough to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the field at the moment, and even Kyoko Mogami, who was a big star behind her, can't steal the limelight.

Two pairs of little flower girls and little ring boys holding flower baskets and ring pillows followed, most of their classmates and friends were not even married, let alone children, and there were no children of the right age among their close relatives. In the end, I asked for help, but fortunately, I was able to fish out a few children from my friend's siblings. The two ring children, one is the son of Xiang Riyue's sister Xiang Ri Lu Nai, and the other is a little Zentai who has just turned four years old. The other is the daughter of the eldest sister of the Ryota family of Huang Se, this blonde little Lori is as beautiful as her uncle, and today she made her little partner fall under the princess skirt with just a fluttering little look.

While the ceremony is taking place in the main hall, the bride is also accompanied by her parents and prepares to enter the auditorium from the "Wind Corridor".

The late spring breeze carries the freshness of the dense shrubs in the garden, and because it is located on the top of the mountain, it is almost howling.

Her flower crown veil fluttered and danced, accompanied by the fluttering skirt, as if she was about to return with the wind at any moment.

Before taking her father's arm, her mother walked up slowly, she was wearing a beige pearlescent dress today, and the quiet and elegant beauty was still intoxicating. Since she was a child, it was difficult for Maji to feel the passage of time from her mother, and she seemed to live in a still space that was both distant and peaceful with her quaint name.

She reached out her fingertips and touched her daughter's cheek.

"I'm sorry."

There was no explanation, but the moment Maki touched her inky jade eyes, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yes, she is not a good mother.

She was too young and taciturn, and she didn't know how to raise a young and fragile baby by hand. Compared with the tenderness of an ordinary mother, she has indeed devoted most of her life to her natural talent. She doesn't play with her children like Aunt Shiori, she doesn't patiently bake a plate of golden and crispy madeleinees, and she rarely even takes the initiative to hold her daughter in her warm and fragrant arms.

Compared with her hard-working mother, she is more like a quiet and lovely friend.

She can silently accompany herself to read a book, from the afternoon sun to the sunset; She can grow her long, crow-feathered waterfall hair for her playful self, even though it's troublesome and useless for her; You can eat the dishes that you didn't make at the beginning, and you can't afford a mountain or river between your beautiful eyebrows; You can clumsily accept small gifts from others to oriental beauties, just because you like these novel little things.

But she never declares it, just as there is no clear concept of "mother" in her world, and Maki has had childish thoughts like "If only Aunt Shiori were my mother" more than once when she was young.

But Zhenji has never hated her, and she has never had the idea that "my birth was not popular".

- She treats me with a clear heart, and that's enough.

She didn't do well enough, but she never regretted it.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, she is not fit to be a mother, it is almost a risky gamble, and she will easily fall into the quagmire of resentment, but God has given her a unique treasure.

So lucky.

She rarely took the initiative to touch Maki's forehead, and her thick eyelashes like a juniper fan covered the water in her pupils.

"Thank you, I love you, my daughter."

Another member of the "unreliable parents" group on the side, Mr. Akaji Mashi took out the necessary handkerchief for the bride's father, originally he thought that the young couple with Maji and Yoshi, who had developed unknowingly and strangely and rapidly, had already gone through four years of getting along and his year-long fancy obstruction, and most of them were happily waiting to get married, and he thought that this handkerchief would not be used at all.

He rarely dutifully helped Zhenji wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and handed his arm over again.

Maki pursed her lips and smiled, and the rest of the tears only rolled in her eyes.

She walked through this long corridor made of frosted glass accompanied by her parents, because of the designer's ingenious conception, there was a steady stream of natural wind pouring in from the entrance of the corridor, blowing her back cold. It was as if the winds of heaven were enough to blow away all the troubles of the bride's past.

Maki looked at the cliffs and the sea at the end of the corridor from afar, the sun, the wind, the sea level, and all kinds of memories of the past flashed through her mind.

A hidden right door connects to the main hall of the church, and the vertical truncated space seems to hint at the meaning of the wedding.

From now on, it will be a new journey.

As he walked down the dimly lit stairwell, Maki seemed to hear his own steady heartbeat in the silence.

Pushing open the last door, beams of light from the main hall of the altar fell from the sky.

Everyone stood up to face her, and all eyes were on her.

Maki wasn't a sensitive girl who loved to dream when she was young, but she had the same dream in her wedding dress. She doesn't know much about it, but there are always connoisseurs, so she accepted Keigo's careful recommendation from Keigo Trace.

This bandeau dress from Pronovias, Spain, is a natural fit for her airy style, with exquisite design and tailoring, with intricate embroidery and intricate lace cascading along her waist to the fluffy sheer skirt, making her feel like she is enveloped in a sea of flowers.

She is the most beautiful crown today.

She walked through the white carpet strewn with flowers.

Despite the crowd, Keigo Keibe could hear her every step clearly. One by one, his thoughts became clearer and clearer, that the fifteen-year-old girl who had been forcibly pulled up by his wrist was going to marry his best friend since middle school today.

She stared ahead, not knowing whether she was looking at the soon-to-be man or the sacred cross of light and shadow, unique to the Church of the Winds.

Just as he was initially amazed by her neatness and decisiveness, he had always believed in her choice.

He grew up with his grandfather, and he talked about it all these years. Therefore, he was complained about as "Tsunderesky" by Shinobu Yushi, and he had already told his grandfather without any twist that he wanted to rush ahead of Seishiro Akaji today, and sit on the left seat closest to the aisle in the second row, and ask his grandfather, who is already old, to cooperate with him to come early today. Of course, this was strongly supported by his grandfather, and by the way, he received a slanted eye from his father, Akihiko Kibe.

As Maki walked through the second row, he seemed to feel his gaze, and sure enough, he almost invisibly crossed his cheek.

A shallow dimple flashed across her cheek.

This qiē was fleeting, and she quickly walked to the oncoming shinobi warrior.

Next is the farewell of the bride and her parents, and Shinobu Shinobu only hurriedly looks at Maki with Maki's shining eyes, and immediately meets the gaze of Akaji Mashi without fear of death. He really didn't lift the veil for Zhenji immediately, but as usual, he gave a murderous glance at the ninja foot warrior every day. Anyway, he had his back to the audience, and no one could see the tyrannical glare of the groom's father except the officiant and the groom.

It can be said that he is the only one of the parents of both sides who has a huge backlash against the two young people coming together, and the eldest sister of the sensual creature, Shinobu Kazumi, is said to have foreseen it and accepted it gladly. Although Shinobu was surprised for three seconds, he quickly showed a hateful expression of "Yushi, this kid is savage".

After all, Akaji Mashi didn't pull this little nephew who was silent when he was a child into the alarm center, otherwise he wouldn't have looked for him as an eyeliner. So when I caught this kid muffled to death, my heart was no less than hundreds of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping past.

- Sixteen-year-old girls from other people's families dare to touch you, why are you even more beasts than me???

Of course, he knew that he was not a good thing, otherwise he would not have worked hard to sell the simple Vulcan ego in the first place.

He can use all means to keep Qinghe, but he can't tolerate his daughter being tied up as well.

Although he later tortured the little slippery head of Yu Shi in various ways, because his wife Qinghe's reaction to this was only a second of frowning eyebrows and then relieved, what he had been doing all along was just delaying this destined wedding. In fact, it turned out that he still wanted his daughter to have his surname for a few more years, although Maji graduated from college, but Shinobu studied six-year medicine. It was a kind phone call from his brother-in-law that made him give up struggling.

Akaji Mashi has always listened to the words of his cousin Akaji Seichen, but he is a little worried about this brother-in-law.

Of course, he knew in his heart that the forbearance was a cunning and deep character, and if it was a stranger, he would definitely stir up the world and destroy it if he caught some pigtails. But after all, he watched the Footholders grow up, and both sides know each other no matter how unfathomable they are, and no matter how unfathomable they are, they will not lead to Satan, and even their mothers are a pair of adoptive sisters who once depended on each other.

The two are happy and intimate to this point, even if he has great ability, he can't tear it down.

Mashi Akaji finally handed over his daughter to Shinobu and watched as she moved her right hand into the crook of his arm.

Maki and the Ninja Foot Warrior stand side by side.

Unlike the closed and quiet stairwell, the main hall of the church was filled with their relatives and friends, and Maki still felt as if he could hear the heartbeat of the ninja warrior. He, like her, was so calm at the moment, not even as nervous as he was when he went to the city hall to submit his marriage that day.

As soon as the staff member in charge of that day pressed the confirmation button for the login information, he grabbed his damn flat glasses and whispered in her ear, "Congratulations, Mrs. Shinobu".

Although it was true that Zhenji had become a naturalized "Shinobu Zhenji" on the same day, she still felt that it was extremely naïve for Shinobu to use "Mrs. Shinobi" to refer to herself all day long, such as asking him to chop vegetables was also "Okay, Mrs. Shinobi", and going to the study to call her was also "Mrs. Shinobi, the water is boiled", this kind of stupid behavior simply swept away his name as a genius in the School of Medicine of Tokyo University and Sven was unaware.

The vegetation outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is lush and vibrant, showing the vitality of spring. The sunlight seems to pour in along the slope outside, and the shadow of the huge cross on the large glass window is also cast onto the interior floor, softly and silently soothing the blessings of the heavens.

The presiding priest's calm and long voice swirled in the main hall of the church.

……

"Akaji Maki, are you willing to marry Shinobu and make him your husband?"

Time has shown that her heart is firm enough that this will not be a hasty decision.

She answered without hesitation.

- "I do. ”

After a long oath, the two lovely ring boys obediently handed over the ring pillow, and the stoic Yu Shi held the hand of Maji, and slowly pushed the diamond ring into the bottom of her left ring finger with great seriousness, as if he was not facing a simple action at this moment, but guarding the unparalleled holiness of the world.

Maki quickly put the ring on his hand, then looked up and smiled at him.

Shinobu's dark blue pupils filled her smile, and he stared at her for five seconds. Finally, the eyebrows were slightly raised, which was a signal, and then leaned over and kissed her.

He had thought she wouldn't stay.

Yes, she always likes to fly in the clouds carefree, leaving all her worries behind, waiting for a casual qiē to stumble her, only the ultimate charm can make her stop again.

And now she—finally landed in his arms.

After the ceremony, Jinji still led him out of the main hall first, and they will lead the guests to the next wedding banquet. As soon as I walked out of the passage of the corridor of the wind, I was greeted by a rolling sea breeze, and the hem of the wedding dress swayed in the wind, like a pure white flower stream.

Maki followed the direction of the wind and looked at the endless sea.

Her hair was not very long, and although it was coiled, the wind at the top of the mountain was so cold that a few strands of red hair that were not strong enough to rub out mischievously.

Here you can see the ocean view of Osaka Bay and see the time they spent together when they were young.

"True season."

He ran his hair behind her ear, the temperature of his fingertips resting on the tip of her heart.

Yes, she is not imprisoned by the past, because she always yearns for a more expansive, futuristic landscape. She has the best of now, and she is ready to take off freely again under his protection.

Maki clenched the hand of the Shinobu Foot Yoshi.

A bright light flashed on her ring finger.