Just as I was about to answer, Jing, who had just run upstairs, ran down again, she stood at the door and slapped the door frame a few times, her face tightened: "Fold, it's time to go out." ”

"But ......"

"It's time to go out."

Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by her blunt words: "I have something to say to Sa, you go to the venue first." ”

"I also have something to say."

There was no emotion on her tense face, and the fact that she had a telepathic degree of "mind-reading" on my one hand made it hard for me to figure out what was going on in her mind. But judging from the current situation, there is no doubt that she is preventing me from talking to Sa, why is that?

"No, I'll just say it."

Jing walked into the living room, sat down beside me, and looked face to face with the silent yarn, and the cold wind of winter seemed to blow into the dry and warm room due to the burning fire, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into a dead silence.

"Fold, you go to Meijia and them first."

After a moment of silence, Yarn nodded at me, her anticipation hidden in an apologetic smile. At this time, the shorthair cat Raff rushed in from outside the door, ran to the feet of the yarn in a puff of smoke, curled up her soft body, and made a pleasant "meow" sound.

"In that case, then I'll go out first."

The current situation was so strange that it was confusing, but I knew that there was no point in continuing to pester, so I stood up, and while arranging my clothes, I told Jing, who was playing with the dinner plate with chopsticks, "Sister, don't say anything strange to Sa." Also, the rest of the food should be sorted out by yourself, and the dinner plate should also be cleaned up by yourself. ”

"Got it."

Childishly picked up an onion and gnawed it slowly, Jing's gaze still fell on the yarn's body. Looking at her like this, I knew that in the end, she probably swept the food into the garbage heap again - the things she promised were basically unreliable.

"And ...... Yarn, no matter what the difficult thing is, as long as you tell me, I will help you. ”

I sighed and brought the kettle to fill the cups of two with hot tea. Sae "Eun" nodded, but showed a smile that could not be seen, but did not say anything.

Perhaps I could use my keen hearing to hear their conversation at the door—the thought of such a thing was immediately stared at by Jing, and it was obvious that no matter what kind of thoughts I had in mind, I could not hide it from her. So after doing what I had to do, I went out alone for the first time in a long time.

……

The last day of the snow festival was not much different from the previous days, the same sky was overcast, and the continuous snow clouds obscured most of the sky, leaving a few empty spaces like gnawed through a little sunlight, and the golden yellow reflected on the snow, glowing with a crystal and holy dazzling brilliance, and there was a kind of clarity of washing away the lead - but I was almost tired of watching this scenery for many days.

The scenery has not changed, but if there is a change, except for the magnificent ice city that stands on the flat ground, it is probably only the mood of the participants, right?

If you think about it carefully, the experience of these days is so complicated that people can't be happy, first the matter of the real village and the rat, then the change of Jing's attitude, and the changes in me are becoming more and more strange. Yesterday, there was a sudden accident like that on the yarn's body, and there seemed to be some deeper reason in it, revealing an unusual atmosphere—troublesome things followed, as if announcing the end of a peaceful life.

Standing on the arch bridge between the waterwheel town and the golden township, I looked at the outline of the ice city two or three kilometers away, and sighed at the experience of the past few days, but at the same time, I was worried about the situation of the yarn - what happened to her undoubtedly had a lot to do with Miss Liuzhi, but is this connection good or bad?

It stands to reason that at this time, as long as you ask Miss Liuzhi, you should be able to get the answer. However, with the kind of character of Miss Rokuchi, there is little chance that she will easily tell the truth, and I really don't want to behave too much in front of this person, because I always feel that she will reveal a dangerous temperament - judging from the words of the yarn, she seems to have noticed my abnormality a long time ago, but she neither publicized it nor reminded me personally, but adopted an attitude of silence.

She told her not to tell anyone else, and not to tell me personally. What is the meaning of such a move is a question that I have not been able to think about to a conclusion so far.

Of course, it's also possible that I'm thinking too seriously about things, whether it's the leakage of fantasies or the yarn thing, it may not be a serious situation, but maybe I'm too worried.

By the way, what will Jing say to Sha?

Continuing to think about various questions, I continued to walk forward, while trying to avoid looking at the snowy scene, and to keep my eyes on the slightly gloomy sky, so as not to be irritated by the monotonous white. As we passed in front of a house, the door in the fence suddenly opened, and a girl who seemed to be no more than twelve years old ran out of the door, jumped lightly down the three stone steps, and then raised her hands and stretched her body, which was much more mature than her face.

"Morning ...... Good. ”

At this time, I made eye contact with her, and she quickly lowered her hands and shook her hair tied into a ponytail. Stunned for a moment, I pulled back from my thoughts, lowered my head slightly, carefully observed her face under the beanie, compared it with my memory, and confirmed that it was someone I didn't know before nodding: "Good morning." ”

Perhaps it was the delay between my composure and my reaction, which she saw as a form of contempt and arrogance, so a look of displeasure appeared on her face at once: "Didn't anyone tell you?" Your attitude is obnoxiously arrogant. ”

"I'm sorry, I was thinking about things."

It is natural that your behavior is indeed a little rude, and it is natural that you will be criticized. I bowed my head to her, and walked on, but she ran in front of me and blocked the way, looking down at me with a height of half a head above me.

"Excuse me, is there anything else?"

I stopped and looked at her quietly.

"Name...... It's called Shiraishi Fold, right? ”

She folded her hands in interest and frowned, making it impossible to tell whether she was happy or unhappy.

"Yes, yes. Have we met? ”

I kept retrieving memories of the girl who was about to turn into a "girl" in front of me, but I had a rough impression based on my body shape - one of the members of the team on our right was the same girl who crossed me with both hands during the competition yesterday.

"Yes, didn't you come to observe us several times when we were practicing by the river? We are also a team that participates in the ice carving competition, and we carve seagulls. ”

She said it so clearly, I was too embarrassed to pretend I didn't know, so I could only nod: "Oh, I remember." But I used to see you wearing a mask, so I didn't recognize you. But how did you know my name? ”

"My dad was in charge of the competition, he told me."

"That's right."

I didn't want to continue the small talk, but seeing her appearance, she had no intention of getting out of the way, so I had to spread the conversation away: "I have made an appointment with someone else, and I must go to the venue." ”

"I'm going to the venue too, let's go together. By the way, wait for me. ”

She ran back and closed the open door, then ran back again, smiling and holding out her hand to make an inviting gesture: "You can go." ”

……

"My name is Shion Aoyama, please take care of me."

The girl who was transforming into a maiden introduced herself, standing on tiptoe and stepping through the uneven puddles of snow on the ground, walking ahead like an elf in the snow guiding passers-by into a secret realm.

"Shiraishi folds, please take care of me."

I glanced at her back, a little curious about the meaning of her gesture to me during the game: "Speaking of which, why did you cross me during the game?" ”

"Interference."

She replied as a matter of course: "We're adversaries, and a little surprise might make you play out of the way - it was intended at the time, but it didn't seem to work." ”

"You're so insidious, but it doesn't work for me."

I pulled at the tongue, this answer was a bit unexpected, and if it was another child, maybe she might really be disturbed.

"You're not qualified to say that, are you? I came to our side several times during the practice, and it was just as insidious to listen to the enemy's situation. ”

"I don't think so."

Shrugging my shoulders, I ignored her accusations.

"I'm going to do anything to win the game."

She turned, spun around a few times like a soaring swallow, her body gracefully caressed her cheeks and chest, and jumped up as lightly, as if she were a budding flower—judging from this series of continuous and graceful movements, she must have practiced dancing from time to time, so that her every move seemed "light" and "soft", which was pleasing to the eye.

"Do you usually practice dancing?"

"I'm a shrine maiden apprentice, and I'll be in charge of dancing the "Flower Fan" at the town flower festival."

The festival is a spring festival that coincides with the time when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and people go to the shrine full of cherry blossom trees to enjoy the flowers and dance.

"It's hard, isn't it?"

I think of the dances I watched last year, each section lasted nearly half an hour, and there were a lot of kneeling, spinning, and other postures, and they were still and moving, but they wanted to combine femininity with a sense of strength - a series of dances was a kind of torture even for men, let alone women who were not physically fit.

I remember that when I stepped down, several shrine maidens were basically supported and taken to rest.

"yes, so I've been practicing for three years, and I'm going to have to practice for years before I can dance on stage."

"Then please work hard, I'll cheer you up."

"It's really boring to say this, your encouragement won't make me easier, and I don't have any support for action."

She feigned anger and glared at me, but the next moment she chuckled, "Thank you, though." ”

……

PS: Sorry, I couldn't update yesterday because of something.