Go live on the stars.

Hearing this, Yanagihara's first thought was whether those two teenagers wanted to travel into space?

But then, she shook her head at the ridiculous idea of herself. Because even regardless of the technical difficulties, it is impossible to build a vehicle enough to go into space on this ice field without the resources of a greenhouse to support it.

What's more, with the popularity of common sense today, ordinary children may not even know what space is, just like Al.

Therefore, the girl's words are obviously just a child's naïve fantasy, and there is no need to take them to heart at all.

But Yanagihara didn't know why, thinking about the girl's determined appearance just now, she inexplicably felt that they might really be doing something special.

"Click." Silently shoved another stone into the stone wall, Yanagihara looked up at the outside of the stone wall.

The sky outside was blue and the land was vast, but people kept themselves inside the walls for fear of danger.

It's impossible to judge right from wrong, but it can only be said that people may have lost something important because of it.

What is missing, the freedom that Liz calls it? Or the courage that the old man said?

No, probably neither.

Yanagihara blinked his eyes, and for no reason he had a ridiculous thought.

People may just lose their illusions.

They no longer fantasize about what is outside the walls, nor what is in the future, they are only obscured from the view that should be used to look at the sky, so that they can only see the gray high wall of the present.

So it's nice to be able to hear a child's fantasy once in a while, isn't it?

Thinking so, Yanagihara smiled to himself, then lowered his head again and began the work in hand.

Seeing that Yanagihara was relaxed, he used one hand to hold up the stone that he needed two hands to hold, and De Sade shook his head with his mouth pulled.

I really don't know what kind of monster I've hired.

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In the evening, probably because of Yanagihara's outstanding work performance, de Sade decided to invite Yanagihara to his home.

This allowed Yanagihara to see the tribal leader's house, well, a stone house that wasn't too big, and a clearing that said it was a small courtyard.

When Yanagihara entered the house with Al, he happened to see the girl named Jasmine.

At this time, the girl was sitting at the table listening impatiently to her mother's preaching.

Seeing her father bring back the guests, Jasmine snorted softly, and then ran into the yard alone.

Her mother couldn't stop her, so she sat down in her seat and sighed.

"Makes you laugh." DeSade said helplessly, and walked over to his wife to introduce Yanagihara and Al.

"This is my wife, Jana, and the one who ran out just now is my daughter Jasmine. Jana, this is Yanagihara and Al, they are travelers on the ice field and will live in the tribe for a while. ”

"Hello." A tired smile appeared on Jana's face, "I'm sorry to let you see the joke." ”

"Nothing." Yanagihara shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't care: "Children at this age will always be a little rebellious, we should give them a little more patience, shouldn't we?" ”

"Indeed." Cana smiled and nodded, and also had a good first impression of Yanagihara, a polite wanderer.

"It's just that Jasmine, a child, has been a little too disobedient recently, telling her that there will be danger outside the tribe, but she still has to go outside, and sometimes she will not return all night, which makes people feel at ease."

"Staying up all night?" Listening to these four words, Yanagihara was stunned for a moment: "And those two teenagers?" ”

"Yes." DeSade smiled wryly and glanced at his backyard.

"But I still have a good faith in the character of Joel and York, and I know they don't do anything out of the ordinary. They were two good boys, and of course, it would have been nice if they hadn't run around with Jasmine. ”

"But do they have a place to live on the ice field?" Yanagihara asked with a puzzled frown.

It was hard for her to believe that her three children, who might not have reached adulthood, could survive a night in the ice field without shelter.

"There should be." Jana rubbed her brow slightly: "We also went crazy when Jasmine didn't come home for the first time, and it wasn't until later that we learned that they seemed to have a 'secret base' on the ice field, but we never found it. ”

"Secret base?" Hearing the news, Yanagihara's brow furrowed a little deeper.

"Yes." Because the family lit a stove with animal oil, De Sade took off his coat casually and hung it on a coat hanger beside him: "Maybe these children tossed some small place by themselves, I did similar things with my buddies when I was a child." ”

"You're embarrassed to say that Jasmine is like this now, just because you're used to it." Cana said, reaching out in annoyance and patting DeSade.

"Haha, in fact, there is nothing wrong with the child being lively, it's just that the girl in our family is just too lively." DeSade smiled and dodged Cana's hand, so that the oppressive atmosphere in the room finally became a little more lively.

Yanagihara, on the other hand, is still standing in place and thinking about some questions.

Maybe I guessed right.

She thought.

Maybe these children really have a big secret.

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As the Dessad couple began to prepare dinner, Yanagihara sat down with Al as well.

But after a few moments, she got up and said hello to de Sade, and then, after getting permission, set off to the backyard.

She was going to talk to Jasmine about something about that base.

Al glanced sideways at Yanagihara, but rarely did not follow, but continued to lie by the window, taking pictures of the scenery in the tribe with the camera in his hand.

She knew that Yanagihara had something to do, because she saw Yanagihara's expression, which was one of the tacit understandings she had established with Yanagihara during this time.

Whenever she sees Yanagihara's appearance, she doesn't bother her.

Well.

I snapped a picture of the cabin, Al thought.

It would be nice to be able to live in a small room like this with Yanagihara.

At least the fire in the fireplace was warm, and the furniture stacked together was warm.

It would have been better if my sister had been there, and then let De Rosso live next door, Sister Liz live opposite, and Mr. Aztod live in the watchtower on the top of the hill.

I guess I'll be happy with that kind of life.

Wake up to the singing of Sister Liz every day, rest in De Rosso's studio, eat food from Yanagihara's hunting, clean the room with her sister, and then go to Mr. Aztod's watchtower to see if the stars that have flown into the future have returned······

Al thought, thought, but there was deep regret in his eyes.

Because the world always seems to be like this, full of regrets.