"I say, Daintellen, do you want to play a game?"

Playing with the delicate soup spoon in his hand, Luo Jinyan's words echoed in the empty study room.

"Refuse."

As the gaze shifted, the girl who seemed to be in a dark corner forever, that wisp of mysterious figure couldn't help but be exposed to the man's inquiring gaze.

"The games you come up with are not only boring, but most of them are cumbersome."

"Don't say that."

Luo Jinyan was simply rejected by the girl, but he didn't mean to be angry.

He stood up, walked slowly and slowly to the girl's side, and then casually threw the spoon he held in his hand in the direction of the desk.

Touch.

There was a heavy thud, and the spoon landed firmly in an open box on the table.

"It's your turn, Daintellen, can you help me get it out?"

"Boring."

A faint displeasure flashed on the face of the girl named Daintellen, and her gaze had always fallen on the quaint book in her hand, and she said without raising her head:

"Is it difficult for you to go over and get this kind of thing yourself?"

"So, it's a game."

Luo Jinyan's face was full of warm smiles:

"Without using any tools, without moving your feet, on your own, can you take it out of the box? Daintriam? ”

After expressing his hatred for Luo Jinyan's meaningless attachment with his eyes, Daindian's gaze finally took his eyes off the book.

Raising his head and glancing at the place where the soup spoon was where Luo Jinyan was pointing, Daintrian lowered his head again.

“...... No way. ”

The girl's answer was short and cold.

"I'm not a circus clown, if you want to learn this kind of boring acrobatics, Yan, your words are more appropriate."

"Haha, the way you said it was really merciless, Daintrien."

Regarding Dantrian's sarcasm, Luo Jinyan not only did not get angry, but laughed lightly.

"But, normally speaking, even a clown can't do such a thing without the help of props."

"If you know, how about giving up sooner?"

"No, just because the Joker can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it, or rather—"

The pale blue flames danced in Luo Jinyan's fingertips, and after a while, they condensed into the shape of a soup spoon.

"It's because I'm not a clown that I can do it."

Handing the delicate soup spoon in his hand to Dantrian, Luo Jinyan smiled:

"Look, I won."

"It's surprising enough to be able to take cheating for granted."

Hearing Dantrian's contempt, Luo Jinyan shook his head in disbelief.

"No, no, I'm pretty good at following the rules of the game, aren't I?"

"It's cheating, right?"

Dantrian glanced at the soup spoon in Luo Jinyan's hand, and said lightly:

"It's still so obvious."

"Wrong, you're wrong, Daintrien."

Luo Jinyan once again threw the soup spoon in his hand into the box on the table in a standard parabola, followed by a dull crashing sound.

"If there was a third person watching, it would be my victory, wouldn't it? Take it out at this distance without relying on any 'tools'. ”

“...... Swear black is white.. ”

Daintrian muttered quietly, looking at Luo Jinyan's unreasonable victor's declaration, she couldn't help but flatten her mouth.

"So, do you say all this to prove that your game is really boring?"

"Nope."

Shaking his head lightly again, Luo Jinyan put the mirror that he had been carrying on his other hand, a broken mirror to be precise, on the book in front of Dantrian.

"This is a souvenir that Jing brought us, happy, right?"

“......”

Wordlessly, Daindelian picked up the broken mirror, looked at it for a moment, and then threw it into the corner without healing.

"It's completely broken, I'm not a repairman."

"I know."

Luo Jinyan's gaze kept falling on the unchanged sky outside the window, and he didn't look at the hand mirror that was thrown into the corner.

"To be honest, I was surprised."

"What are you talking about to this day?"

"No, I'm really surprised."

Like a ghost without a shadow, Luo Jinyan's face always has that warm smile.

"Although the ability is very different from the prototype, but it is also something you made, and I really didn't expect it to be broken so easily."

"Isn't that weird?"

"It's weird."

Facing Dantrian's raised gaze, Luo Jinyan slowly explained:

"In the game just now, I said that I won, not that I was cheating, but that is the truth."

"Is it sophistry this time?"

"Haha, don't jump to conclusions, Daintellen, listen to me first."

One hand pressed on Dantrian's head, and Luo Jinyan, who made the latter unhappy, laughed more and more happily.

"Daintellen, do you know what is the most interesting thing about magic in the eyes of the audience?"

"Unexpected performances?"

"It's a magic trick they can't guess."

When the words fell, Luo Jinyan once again used the same method to drop the delicate soup spoon between his fingers.

"It's the same with this game, as I said just now, I didn't cheat, it's a fact, it's a fact for ordinary people, people who can only reach a normal level of knowledge and cognition can't see through my 'magic tricks'."

"So what?"

"That's why I'm surprised."

Luo Jinyan's gaze moved slightly, as if he could penetrate the shattered darkness on the mirror and go straight to the other side of the truth.

"Even if you can see it physically, you can't recognize it consciously, and since you can't even talk about the most basic cognition, it's naturally impossible to say anything ridiculous and generous like interfering and stopping."

After a long absence, Dantrian's ordinary eyes were filled with brilliance, as if descending from the altar, and the ethereal heavenly rhyme sound also became real.

"Say, don't you think it's ......"

"Although the final conclusion is somewhat unbelievable, it is now possible to prove that another unsavory being has emerged, probably, in addition to us."

Although Luo Jinyan shrugged his shoulders slightly, showing indifference, the light in his eyes that was called interest had betrayed his heart.

"And it's the kind of person who doesn't realize it yet, and doesn't notice anything."

"Yan, now all you have in your eyes is desire, it's really ugly."

"yes, I can't wait to meet this particular guy, but—"

After a pause, the look on Luo Jinyan's face that was under control slowly faded, and all that was left was an embarrassing wry smile.

"Jing's fist is really terrifying, if you can't beat it, I can't help it."

“...... This is true. ”