Kuenji Residence

The hall inside the house was as dark as the weather outside.

- Perhaps because of the maker's hobby, there are no lights or anything like lights at the entrance.

This is an atrium that opens up to the second floor. The only sources of light were daylight and moonlight shining in from the high skylight. On rainy days, it will be as dark as before dawn, and on moonless nights, it will be like a cold black hole, isolating everything from darkness.

The living room, which serves as a resting place, is located directly east of the hall, which is very close to here. But because he would be a little upset if he didn't change his clothes in his room first, Jiu Huicheng stepped up the stairs.

The staircase along the wall leads only to the entrance to the second floor. To get to the attic on the third floor, you have to go around to the back of this entrance. Having said that, Jiu Huicheng has never been to the attic in this year.

The Kuenji Residence is roughly divided into the East Building and the West Building.

Although Jiu Huicheng was only allowed to borrow the East Building, she only needed one room. So she didn't need to use a door like the one that would be locked into the world of picture books as soon as it was opened, or the attic that had been used for five years to pile up clutter.

Deep in the corridor of the East Wing is Jiu Huicheng's room. When Jiu Huicheng rented a house, he chose a room that was not very spacious. She wasn't polite, she just thought it would be easier to clean up like this. The room has a somewhat large bed, the usual mahogany table, a dress-up wardrobe and a storage closet with tops, and two nine-story bookshelves.

INTERVIEWER That's all I had to do with my luggage from my hometown.

It seems to indicate that the proof that she has accumulated in the past sixteen years as Jiu Huicheng of Jingu Temple, once summed up, can be condensed so little.

"It's coming, and I'm a little reluctant! Whether it's here or there..."

At Jiu Huicheng's age, she should be a student who has just begun to enjoy high school life.

- It's just that as the heir of the Jingu Temple family, Jiu Huicheng's life has nothing in common with "ordinary people", and according to a certain division standard, she spends a year as a social person.

Working as a teacher at the Academy of Magic, Jiu Huicheng was puzzled that he would agree to such a thing in the first place.

"Parting... Actually, it was destined from the beginning!"

After sighing and changing the OL-style suit into a regular home suit, Jiu Huicheng returned to the first floor.

When I went down the stairs and opened the east door, I was greeted by a hallway as dark as a basement. There are no windows in this hallway, and if there were no electric lights, it would be really dark. Turning on the switch of the light, Jiu Huicheng opened the nearest door.

"Life without electricity... I really don't want to imagine it..."

The living room was changed to a modern style due to her hobby. The walls are delicately patterned, the plush sofas are made of leather, and the carpets are made of high-quality goods from Persia.

The space that makes you feel like you're in a castle is now occupied by a 30-inch TV that doesn't fit in with the surroundings. The television sets are like naked kings, bluffing and making the couches obey their orders.

Although the owner of the bungalow did not like it, this unnatural feeling could bring Jiu Huicheng an indispensable sense of rest.

- When I first started renting, there was a war with my cohabitant for this, and now it has become a civilized machine recognized by both of them.

"What? I don't think I'm qualified to talk about anyone else! I'm a product of anachronism myself..."

Ghost slashing and the like, no matter how you look at it, it's very funny.

The mood inexplicably improved, and Jiu Huicheng began to make tea. In the kitchen, which is separated from the living room by a wall, I boiled water, prepared a teapot and pot, and made the best preparations to make a pot of black tea that warms the body and mind.

"The next step is the long-haul flight back home!"

With a bang, Jiu Huicheng sat down deeply on the sofa.

Take a sip of black tea, followed by a second sip.

Listening to the sound of the hour hand, I took a third sip while thinking in a trance, "It's good to be tomorrow's flight."

The soft touch of the sofa makes you feel the urge to sink deep into it.

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『………』

Jiu Huicheng blinked and straightened up from the cushion.

This is not a dream or a delusion.

I don't know when it started, but there was already a young girl sitting in front of me.

Jiu Huicheng was not surprised, and stretched out his finger to touch the teacup.

The freshly brewed black tea has become cold.

"Am I asleep?"

Jiu Huicheng asked the girl across the table in a loud voice.

"Hmm."

The girl didn't look up, and replied in a low voice with an indifferent look.

INTERVIEWER If he didn't make a sound, he might be mistaken for a beautiful puppet, right?

The young girl sat on the couch and read an old book. She has slender limbs and fair skin that seems to know what the sun is. This kind of sad style makes people not feel that there is a human consciousness in the body.

She has black hair, without the slightest variety, it is extremely pure black - Jiu Huicheng, who once had beautiful black hair, did not think that she could compare to the girl in front of her at that time.

The eyes with cold tones quietly cast their gaze on the pages of the book.

A black dress that will make people mistake it for a nun, the dark color of the clothes matches the girl very well, but in the words of Jiu Huicheng, it just feels too good to be too matched.

- The scene in front of me is like a landscape painting. Because it is too unrealistic, it will make people mistakenly think that she was born so beautiful. Her neck is so fair because she bows her head, and she is so beautiful that she will be fascinated by it along with Jiu Huicheng, who is a woman.

There are two people living in the "haunted house", and this girl is the other one. Her name is Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, and she is a cohabitant of the same age as Jiu Huicheng, and she is also the owner of this mansion, that is, the landlord of Jiu Huicheng.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"A little over an hour. In addition, if Jiu Huicheng sleeps here, he will catch a cold!"

Youzhu replied nonchalantly. Because it's a common thing, Jiu Huicheng doesn't care.

Looking at the pendulum clock, the hands were approaching seven o'clock in the afternoon.

That is, I slept for about two hours.

Looking back, it seems like I'm quite tired today.

The principal did everything he could to hope that Jiu Huicheng would give up the idea of resigning—almost rolling on the ground.

"Wouldn't it be nice to wake me up? As a result, the black tea I made on purpose was cold..."

"By the time I came, it was cold."

"I guess so, don't care, I'm just talking about it."

Jiu Huicheng drank all the black tea that had become cold in one go.

- In the Kuyuan Temple, which lacks heating, the cold alone is enough to sober up a drowsy head.

"Even FORTNUM &MASON doesn't taste good this way. Welcome back, with beads. Without you, even the occasional extravagance would be boring!"

Jiu Huicheng shrugged.

"So, what happened?"

It seems that after nearly a year of living together, both parties can notice the other's abnormality.

Jiu Huicheng has Jiu Huicheng's own way, and Youzhu also asks each other in Youzhu's own way.

So Jiu Huicheng happily reported the current situation to the cohabitant who didn't even raise his head.

"I, Jinguji Jiu Huicheng, is going back to my hometown to get married."

This is the so-called stick reading - Jiu Huicheng's tone seems to be telling a thing that has nothing to do with him at all.

"Jiu Huicheng, what's going on?"

"A long time ago, my family had already arranged for me to have my future life partner, I said this, you understand, right? Are there beads?"

"Understood. I know this kind of common sense. Jiu Huicheng means that you had your own fiancé a long time ago, that's what it means! But, compared to that, Jiu Huicheng - why don't you tell me what happened to make you so exhausted?"

"Hmm..."

Today's Youzhu is particularly keen.

"I do have a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion, Youzhu."

After being called by Jiu Huicheng's name, Youzhu raised his head.

"Premarital phobia?"

It is extremely rare that the owner of the Jiuyuan Temple family actually complained about Jiu Huicheng.

To be honest, Jiu Huicheng didn't expect to get sympathy from Youzhu, this kind of completely unexpected unfolding, Jiu Huicheng crashed for a while.

"Youzhu complained about it!"

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Jiu Huicheng continued.

"After returning to China, I can indeed register my marriage at my age, but my fiancé will have to wait two years, so the wedding and so on, at least two years later."

The topic seems to have strayed quite subtly! Jiu Huicheng thought.

"In short, I'm not physically and mentally exhausted because of premarital phobia."

"Is that so? That is, you don't hate this marriage contract?"

"Well, although I don't think my fiancé can be relied on no matter how he looks at it."

That's right, that kind of weak man, no matter how you look at it, is not worth entrusting yourself with for life! If it weren't for his bloodline, for the Jingu Temple family, in every sense, it was a lot of help, how could he become a marriage contract with that kind of person!

"Anyway, when that time comes, Youzhu will come to my wedding too!"

"Premarital fear is an incurable disease!"

If you really have this free time, probably, maybe, it is possible to attend your wedding, and the girl's eyes seem to tell me.

And Jiu Huicheng also replied, "It's an appointment."

"By the way, Youzhu, what book have you been reading since just now?"

"A pseudo-book on the evolution of the soul, a copy of the Spiritual Chronicles."

"Oh? Swedenborg books? But it's useless for you to read this kind of stuff now, right?"

"Although the original book is boring, this one is a fake. It dramatically praises his shortcomings and strengths. It looks like a well-written adventure novel. It's still in someone's grandfather's handwriting."

"Someone's grandfather? Oh! It's that person! He's even dabbled in that! I didn't expect him to be so diligent and studious, and losing him would be a loss to the world."

Seemingly really tired, Jiu Huicheng made an impolite move - leaned back on the sofa suddenly. And the cushions may have been aged, and with Jiu Huicheng's movements, they sank deeply, making her look like she was lying flat.

"Then again."

Youzhu glanced at Jiu Huicheng who was lying on the sofa. Jiu Huicheng's body sunk in the black sofa was lying sideways like a corpse and motionless.

Jiu Huicheng, who was lying on the sofa, was a little irritable.

- Youzhu is reproaching herself wordlessly.

If you ignore Yuju's silent reproach, then today's conversation will end there. They will leave here as if nothing had happened, and they will start a new day without solving the mistakes they made today.

However, he will leave here tomorrow, and in the foreseeable future, the possibility of being able to return here, Jiu Huicheng feels that it is quite slim.

- If you don't talk about it now, it will be difficult to have a chance to speak in the future!

"Alright! What the hell is going on? Are there beads?"

Jiu Huicheng just lay down and asked Youzhu.

"When will you return home?"

"I've booked a flight for tomorrow evening."

"Got it."

As always, there was no emotion in a cold voice.

It's just that after nearly a year of living together, Jiu Huicheng understands that Youzhu's "I know" actually means "I will send you to the airport until you pass the security check and board the plane".

- After a short conversation, Youzhu looked down at the book again. After all, for the two of them, the most important words have already been said. After that, it is just a cohabitation that is as compatible as before.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Jiu Huicheng picked up the remote control of the TV and turned on the TV. Because Youzhu is reading, Jiu Huicheng wants to participate in the world where the picture tube is playing.

"Ahh

Youzhu suddenly snorted softly, and then fell silent.

Jiu Huicheng looked at her, only to see that she was holding her mouth with one hand. As if she wanted to say something, but when she realized that it was meaningless, she immediately shut up. Sometimes this self-control can't keep up with the speed of reaction, and Youzhu will make this rare action.

- Remember the previous time, "What...", right?

Jiu Huicheng reminisced while looking at the lovely cohabitant.

"Huh? What's up? Are there beads?"

Jiu Huicheng turned down the volume of the TV. The eyes that contain a strong will radiate mischievous brilliance like a cat.

"It's fine, though..."

"Although?"

Jiu Huicheng asked back expectantly.

Youzhu was confused whether to say or not to say, and then turned her head shyly. Her expression at this time carried the warmth of a human being, which made people feel irrepressible in their hearts. If her father saw Youzhu now, he would definitely think that this name was too suitable for her.

"It's just that when I came back today, I saw something strange, and I wanted to talk to someone..."

Jiu Huicheng nodded her head and urged her to continue.

"That's boring and pointless. But no matter how I think about it, I don't know why I would do such a thing. Jiu Huicheng, do you know why a human-sized cat would jump around delivering food?"

In an instant, Jiu Huicheng thought that Youzhu was telling the kind of joke that was not a joke again.

No, that's what most people think. However, there is a bead that is seriously troubled.

Although Jiu Huicheng once gave Youzhu's humor cell a zero score, but with a zero score, this passage seems too romantic. It seems that Youzhu is really just recounting the facts he has seen.

"Hmm... There are two things that are hard to believe about this, can I refute them one by one?"

"Yes. It also occurred to me that it wasn't a real cat. But it's only because I don't understand the reason that I asked you. Is it really that simple to wear a fancy cat doll costume to deliver takeaway from a restaurant?"

"Before we talk about whether it's simple or not, I'll wonder if the person doing this kind of thing has common sense."

Jiu Huicheng's words made Youzhu nod slightly.

"But there's nothing strange about the world. If there are people like us, then there will be people like us! You must know that there are people in this world who are like the soldiers of the old Imperial Japanese Army who live in the mountains isolated from the outside world! It's a myriad of oddities. If it were me, I'd talk to him and ask why!"

Hearing this, Youzhu turned her face away slightly.

"Hmm... A cat delivering food on a residential street in the evening? If the background is a sunset, it is very fantastical. Anyway, what about dinner today? Since we mentioned it, how about we order a takeout too?"

Jiu Hui Cheng mentions yì said.

In this bungalow, the work of making dinner is not in shifts, but in a very casual way of consciously preparing two dinners on a whim.

One might even go without dinner for a week, but it's comfortable for the two of them.

I don't know if it's because it's troublesome to cook, or if I just like to eat takeout. It's not uncommon for things like tonight to happen, and the guide has been taken into special attention by all the restaurants in the neighborhood.

It's late every time...

After 8 p.m. when pedestrians are gone...

- And it was an order from the people who lived in the mountains, and it was only natural that they would be depressed.

"It's not even eight o'clock, so it's barely in time!"

Taking out the menu lined up like playing cards, Jiu Huicheng began to think about how to solve the problem of dinner.

But Youzhu didn't look at Jiu Huicheng, and replied happily.

"I'm sorry, I've finished dinner."

This sentence made Jiu Huicheng's body freeze instantly.

There are at least two takeaways, which means that they can't be delivered without someone who has ordered the food together.

- The world is indifferent to the princess who calls the cook to her house just for her own convenience.

To gossip, in order to deal with the two people who live in the mountains-

"From next year, orders of more than three dishes will be delivered to takeout", this devil's law is being told by major restaurants one by one, but at this time, Jiu Huicheng and they don't know it.

Of course, this new rule is irrelevant to Jiu Huicheng! After all, it's Jiu Huicheng's "Last Supper" here.

"Youzhu! You traitor! Hum! That's why you're back so late! I should have thought that as a member of the Homecoming Department, it would only take you 20 minutes to walk from here to the school with a bus and a ride! Why didn't you come back after five o'clock?"

But sadly, Jiu Huicheng was so sleepy at that time that he didn't even notice that he was asleep.

"Ahh You're such a bad woman. At this time, it is an unwritten rule to buy some gifts for the remaining person to come back! When I was eating out before, I bought one for Youzhu too!"

Although I don't know how serious it is, Jiu Huicheng is indeed a little angry.

After all, I came home exhausted, drank only three sips of black tea, and fell asleep. I haven't eaten dinner yet—and even then, it's a miracle that my stomach hasn't grown.

Although he was also wrong, he also fought back for what he had been blamed by Youzhu just now, and Jiu Huicheng rose up.

"Does 'before' mean that event? When you went to the city center, you found a Japanese-style restaurant, and you had sushi for dinner, but for some reason, the gift you brought me back was in a plastic bag at a convenience store?"

As a result, it hit the muzzle of the gun gorgeously.

"What's there? It's better than not buying it!"

"Sometimes it's better to hide the truth."

Youzhu's gaze was extremely cold.

Indeed, at that time, it was too bad to talk about conveyor belt sushi around Youzhu, who was silently eating a convenience store box lunch.

In a foreign country, although his family has always been abroad, and he has grown up much more abroad than at home, he can't resist the desire to find out what kind of food my compatriots have.

In conclusion, at some point, honesty is also a sin.

"Got it! I got it! Then this time and that cancel each other out, okay?"

Youzhu didn't say no, and once again moved her gaze back to the book. But at the same time, he didn't say yes, which made Jiu Huicheng a little hairy.

"No way, although I'm a little tired, I'd better go to the kitchen to practice my cooking skills!"

Jiu Huicheng stood up with a muttering to himself.

"Ah! I forgot to ask just now, Youzhu, where did you have dinner?"

Youzhu suddenly stopped flipping through the book. Although she had been reading while talking to Jiu Huicheng before, she seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and closed the book. Youzhu stood up with a book in one hand and quickly walked through the living room. When she walked to the door of the living room, she looked back at Jiu Huicheng.

"Want to know?"

"Sort of! I always feel a little concerned..."

Jiu Huicheng nodded as if suppressed by the pressure contained in Youzhu's concise words.

Youzhu responded to Jiu Huicheng casually.

"The cat gave me the rest of the takeaway."

After answering succinctly, the owner of the Kuenji family left the living room.

"I hate cats."

It was almost an inaudible voice, Jiu Huicheng muttered to himself.