Black.

I can't see the black of my fingers.

On a night when it was supposed to be starlight.

Kazama stretched out his hand tentatively, gently, groping.

Fingertips, straight out, with, uncertain dazedness.

Then, in a daze, something was touched.

There was a soft sensation, with a hint of warmth, coming from the fingertips.

Carefully open your hand and rub it gently.

Smooth, soft, firm and elastic, with a gradually hot temperature.

"Boom......"

Strange sounds, heard in the dark.

Kazama's movements froze suddenly, and a bold guess quickly formed in his mind...... Busy preparing to get up.

In the darkness, a huge impact suddenly surged over, hitting the face hard, and Kazama Yangyu's body that had just straightened up a little bit was unstable and sat on the ground again.

"Ah, it hurts ...... death"

Kazama covered his nose tightly and slowly opened his eyes, only to be stunned to find that the light that he had thought had been lost just now had re-hit his pupils.

Happily raised his head, and what was reflected in his eyes was the starlight in the sky, and the girl with an angry face.

“……”

"Hull?!"

Kazama looked at the black and white dress in amazement and exclaimed.

"Great pervert!"

Hull clutched her skirt tightly, her eyebrows were angry, but she was unusually beautiful.

“…… Belch...... How did you end up here? ”

Although he felt that his nose was about to break off, Kazama still managed to climb up first.

"Didn't you dance with someone else?"

Hull looked up, and the anger on her face suddenly began to dissipate.

"This princess should not dance with those who don't know ......"

The different-colored eyes, refracting the light leaking from a distance, suddenly flickered with complex dislocation and confusion.

The corners of his mouth, a slight smile, without warning, Kazama Hiroha quickly took a step forward, knelt on one knee, and then, pinched the girl's tender fingertips, gently, kissed it.

The sudden attack made the originally somewhat distracted Herr Rabbit subconsciously want to withdraw his hand, but he didn't use the slightest strength, allowing the other party to pinch it almost rudely.

"You...... What are you doing, you impudent...... Well."

"Your Royal Highness, beautiful princess, please forgive your presumptuousness, may I invite you to dance together?"

Saying something that was not suitable for a person with a footprint on his face should say, Kazama Hiroha knelt on one knee like this, his chin almost against the green fingertips, and raised his head, his silver eyes full of starlight.

In the heterochromatic pupils, a slight glimmer of crystal light flashed.

"Hmm...... Calculate...... It's for your sake to protect the princess in the arena! ”

With a soft "hum", his white chin was slightly raised, and he tilted to the side, allowing the young man who stood up with a smirk to hold his right hand.

The waist, slightly tightened, a tingling sensation, suddenly came from the bare back, and the already red face suddenly ignited two fire clouds.

Melodious singing, accompanied by new majestic movements, came from afar, from the hall, with a hint of hazy beauty.

With a slight pull of his arm, Kazama Rising Feather suddenly started the dance steps, pulling the somewhat distracted Herr back at once.

Forward, backward.

Forward, backward.

Kazama, who was obviously much more skilled than the first time, followed the rhythm of the song to the fullest, gradually bringing the two of them into that dreamy step.

The footsteps flowed lightly, Huer's face was slightly lowered, looking at the black tuxedo in front of her, the somewhat crumpled placket, but her body turned into a gust of wind, dancing under the bright starlight, dancing with the temptation of youth.

Whirl, wander, cross.

The two people, as if they were one, danced fiercely and slowly.

The heart gradually relaxed, let go of the group of chasing soldiers who were still wandering, let go of the tiredness of the auction house, let go of the fact that they were in a different world, and let go of the ......

However, the innate vigilance cannot be let go.

It is precisely because it cannot be put down that it will be particularly effective when danger comes.

A jet-black light flashed through the air.

The dance steps, like flowing water, moved.

The sharp wind flashes against the tip of the nose.

There are silver strands of hair that fall slowly.

Kazama didn't stop, just quietly, looking at the girl in front of him.

The eyes are lowered and the eyelashes are long, like a dream.

What a stubborn and awkward child...... I like to dance so much......

The corners of his mouth unconsciously evoked a gentle smile.

Kazama slowly accelerated, and the dance steps of the two of them flowed more briskly.

The jet-black light flashed again.

But Kazama still didn't stop, still dancing happily.

The wind, in a flash, carried a slight cracking sound.

There was a hint of red, and suddenly, from the white lining, seeped out.

With a soft muffled snort, the corners of Kazama's mouth were still hooked with the same smile.

In the wind, there was a faint chuckle, with it, cold and ethereal.

The high-pitched singing, mixed with the magnificent music, still floated in a steady stream, quickly drowning out the laughter.

A jet-black light flashed from his side again, and then, in front of him.

Straight to the unconscious girl.

Dance lightly, once again.

Two whistlings, two blood stains.

Kazama frowned, the curvature of his mouth furrowed slightly, and finally turned into a wry smile.

Huer, still immersed in dreamy dance steps, with heterochromatic pupils, adorned with starlight.

With a soft sigh, Kazama quickly split half of his divine sense, wrapped the power of his whole body's mind, and accurately jumped into the pocket of his tuxedo, grabbed the goblet made of crystal, and then, suddenly.

The glittering shards, silent, slid swiftly and softly out of Kazama's pocket, and then, straight for the rushing and approaching whistling.

One, two, three.

Jet-black light, once again, flew in three directions.

"Ding—"

Three crisp crashing sounds, almost in absolute precision, blended into one.

Hull suddenly looked up and looked around a little dazedly.

"When dancing with people, look around, but it's very rude~ My Royal Highness the Princess."

With a teasing smile in his mouth, Kazama quickly turned his arm sideways and turned the wound that had already leaked.

Unexpectedly unrefuted, Hull just glared at Kazama Hiroha quickly, and then resumed dancing to the rhythm with all his heart.

Slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief, but Kazama's breathing began to rapid.

The dance continues.

The jet-black light is still flickering.

The crisp sound sounded one after another, accompanied by the occasional blooming of crimson flowers.

Hull, who finally realized that something was wrong, looked up sharply, only to see an unusually pale cheek.

The sweat of the bean was rolling down his forehead, and the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth dripped silently.

"You! What's wrong with you......"

The dance steps stopped abruptly, and then they were forcibly taken up again.

"It's okay, soon, it's over......"

The dance steps under the feet are getting more and more urgent and tight, just like two couples in love, who finally can't bear the torment of lovesickness, and at the moment of reunion, they are fiercely entangled.

Kazama's dancing steps, followed by the ethereal singing, flowed almost instinctively.

Consciousness, gradually confused, the world of Kazama Yang Yu, only the jet black light, and the crystal fragments, in a burst of crisp impact sounds, more and more urgent, more and more intense, gradually, towards Kazama Yang Yu.

Then, for a moment, the crystalline fragments finally slipped from the faint divine sense, silently.

Kazama's left hand quickly arced through the air in an elegant arc, and then was raised high.

Black and white quickly began to alternate, following the trajectory of the arm, turning into an elegant rose, blooming uncontrollably.

A sharp sound of breaking through the air whistled and went straight towards the rose that was slowly blooming.

The corners of Kazama's mouth raised a smile, and then, the body was slightly sideways.

The whole world is blocked from the outside, there is no wind, no rain, only a rose, slowly blooming......