At seven o'clock in the evening, after Ilya had finished washing, she lay on the bed in white rabbit pajamas. A pair of small hands supported the little head, the burgundy eyes kept looking at the dim light of sitting on the edge of the bed with a comb, gently combing her hair, and the feet that were as small as white jade were swinging up and down regularly, all showing the owner's cheerful mood at the moment.

"Brother, why do you call it Eternal Night Darkness?" Ilya asked curiously.

"Huh this?" Dark, who was combing Ilya's hair, heard Ilya ask this question. Darklight put down the comb, put his right hand to his chin, closed his eyes and recalled the few memories he had.

"There's a bit of blood about the origin of my name. My mother's surname is Yong, and my father's surname is Ye, but it's not the night of the night, it's the leaf of the leaf. In order to make my surname more pleasing to the eye, my father changed the leaf of the leaf to the night of the night.

The name is because when I was born, for unknown reasons, the whole city was without electricity. It wasn't until I was born and just cried that electricity came, and the whole city was bright again. My mother decided on my name based on this situation. ”

"That's right. I didn't expect my brother's name to be such a story. Ilya said with a sigh after hearing this. Then he continued.

"Brother, can you tell me a bedtime story?"

Hearing this, Dark Yao thought slightly, "Is this this?" Hmmm......"

"Okay! Isn't it good? Okay......" Ilya launched a coquettish + cute attack on Dark Yao. The result was outstanding, and our brave man fell to the ground and held up the white chess.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say yes. But my dear sister, what story do you want to hear? Darkglow asked Ilya.

Ilya bit her thumb and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know what I'm going to hear, but don't tell me those deceitful fairy tales or fables." I'm not a child. ”

"Okay" Dark Yao thought for a moment, and then said to Ilya, "Why don't I tell you the story I only learned recently?" ”

Ilya asked curiously, "What's the story?" ”

Dark Yao smiled mysteriously and said, "It's a heroic story that carries the darkness and protects the smiles of others." ”

――――――――――I am the dividing line of time――――――――――

In the end, Yusuke Goshiro, who was incarnated as the ultimate darkness, and the king of the Gurangi clan duel under the wind and snow. But because both have the same abilities, they can only fight in hand-to-hand combat in the end.

………… In the end, the king of Yusuke and Gulangi, the fifth generation, slowly fell on the snow, which had long been stained red with blood. ”

"Brother, have Mr. Goyo and the king of Gulangi died together?" Ilya asked Dark Yao with red eyes.

Darklight rubbed Ilia's head and said, "Of course not, Goyo lived first, and said goodbye to his friends to continue his unfinished adventures. ”

"Really?"

"Really! It's not early, it's time to rest. Good night, my dear sister. He kissed Ilya on the cheek, then turned off the light and walked out of the room.

Ilya was stunned for a moment, and then her face quickly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Yaga!"

………………

In the other room, Dark Yao sat at the head of the bed smoking a cigarette, looking at his abdomen in a trance. The eyes seem to be reminiscing, and they seem to be firm.

"Heh, what do I think I'm doing here? Obviously, I had already thought about it at the beginning, and I naturally had that power when I needed it. ”

"Sleep, sleep, I'll have to get up early tomorrow to make breakfast for Ilya."

Darklight shook his head, chuckled, and put the cigarette butt in the ashtray and fell asleep.

Zi Wan, who was sleeping in the living room, suddenly woke up, looked up and forgot about the sky, and then lay down and continued to sleep.

Ilya room. Ilya looked at the red coat of arms on the back of her right hand. Soon, the red coat of arms on the back of the hand quietly receded. Ilya closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning

Ilya, who was sleeping in the main room, was awakened by a burst of beautiful and sad music. Crowding the source of the sound, Ilya came to the backyard.

What I saw was that Dark Yao was standing in the middle of the courtyard, holding the flute that Ilya had given him last night, and playing that beautiful and sad song with his eyes closed.

The morning breeze blew, lifting the dark black hair, and the delicate cheeks were now focused, and all the attention was devoted to the music.

Elijah sat on a wooden board in the backyard, gently closed her eyes, and listened to the sad and beautiful music.

Two minutes later, Darklight stopped playing and opened his eyes, a flash of sadness in his eyes, and then turned to see Elia sitting on the board.

"Great music, brother, what's the name of this song?" Ilya opened her eyes and asked Dark Yao curiously.

Dark Yao walked up to Ilya and helped her up and said, "I don't remember the name of this song, but I just played it with my feelings." Also, thank you for the gift, I love it. It's a little cold in the morning, so let's go back to the house. ”

"Hmm!" Elijah happily took Darklight's hand and returned to the house together.

After changing his clothes, after breakfast, he handed Elijah over to Lijielit, and watched the car drift away, and Dark Yao went to work.

In the car, Ilya looked at the bright red spell on her right hand, and then asked Lijielit next to her, "Lijielit, how many days does the Holy Grail War begin?" ”

"Back to Miss Elia, all the Heroic Spirits of the Holy Grail War have been summoned, and there is only one day left before the time." Lijliet replied.

"A day? Hum! Just let that man live a few more days. ”

"When the war is over, we will be able to live together. Brother. Ilya stroked the spell in his hand and said in his heart.

…………

In the Happiness Cafe, Dark Yao is quietly playing the piano on stage, and below are the people who come to the café to drink coffee.

Dark Yao didn't leave work until 11:30 a.m., and then took the salary for today's work from his boss. Go to the bakery and buy a loaf of bread, then go home and take out the guitar and sing in the shopping street of Fuyuki City.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Dark Yao packed his things and went to the orphanage. I played and frolicked with my friends for an hour before leaving.

Finally, come to the jungle at the foot of Liudongji Mountain. This is his favorite place to come, and every time he comes here, he has a different harvest, whether it is mood or memories.

In addition to the stone-paved roads, there are also man-made paths. With every step he took, his restless heart quieted down a little.

Boom!

Before we had gone far on the path, there was a thunderclap in the sky, followed by dark clouds, and soon a dense light rain began to fall in the sky.

Dark Yao stretched out his right hand, watching the raindrops fall on his hand, and for some reason, a heart-rending pain welled up in his heart. He didn't understand why his heart hurt so much, but it wasn't from his heart, it was emotional.

He searched for every fragment of his known memory, trying to remember why he was in such pain. In the end, the only result of the search was the name 'Lin Ya' that suddenly appeared in my mind.

But the mere name made his heart twitch, and the heart-rending sensation intensified. Darkglow clutched his heart with his right hand, and at the same time clearly felt two drops of water slip across his cheek.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand, why just a name made him so painful, even shed tears, and he didn't understand why he didn't panic and fear in the face of unknown emotions, but had a feeling that sooner or later he would recall everything.

This feeling made him give up resistance, he raised his head and let the rain wash his face, let the tears flow uncontrollably, and let the pain and sadness run through his internal organs.

Gradually, the pain and sadness faded, leaving only an afterglow and an inexplicable bitterness.

Under the misty drizzle, the dark light moved forward with heavy steps again. He walked step by step, without a destination or goal, just walking on this path in confusion.

He didn't know how long he walked, maybe a few minutes, or an hour or two. Eventually, a bleak and desperate laugh awakened him from his confused world.

"Heh, haha--ha-haha......-haha-haha-haha-ha

When I walked in, I found that the voice was a soft female voice, but it gave people a sad and sad feeling. She seemed to be talking to herself, and she was talking to others.

"In the end, that's how I ended up. Summoned by others, and wantonly used by others, he was easily called a traitor. ”

"I just want to ......, I just want to go back to my hometown!"