Chapter 32: Philo's Old Story—Seven Days of Kira's Prayer

"Go back!"

"Nope! I don't want it! ”

"Hear me! Give me back!

What time is it? ”

Listening to the sound, it seems to be a mother and son arguing.

"Hide, don't come out!"

"No!"

A loud roar drowned out the conversation.

After half an hour of silence, a raging fire spread across the town.

"Quack!"

Pushing open a dark wall, an elf with a burning body can be seen standing outside the door.

"Boom!"

A dazzling white light flashed, and the scenery in front of him changed.

It was a heavily guarded, metal-looking room, with a dark blue floor and a two-meter-high silver iron door.

There is a fence about 20 centimeters high at the top and bottom of the gate, and two people dressed in black can be seen outside, as if they are carefully explaining something to the two people dressed in different ways.

Philo noticed that the two men dressed in black had a capital English symbol on their chests, "R", which was not on the two men and women dressed differently.

The man seemed to be fierce, and he didn't like to talk or laugh.

The other woman held his shoulders and kept laughing like silver bells, and the two looked like husband and wife, but the man's face was very blurry, and the woman's words could barely make out some outlines.

Behind two strangely dressed men and women, there is a little girl who looks to be at least four years older than herself.

She has a black ponytail, wears a short black skirt, her skin is a little pale, and her green eyes look very scary.

The girl was not afraid of life at all, and looked at Philo with some curiosity through the fence under the iron gate.

"Kos, he'll be your brother from now on!"

The man said in an unquestioning tone.

"Huh? I have a younger brother! But it looks so small! ”

The girl jumped and shouted excitedly, then crouched down again, tilted her head across the fence, and looked curiously at the little boy in the room.

Suddenly, everything became blurry again, and the picture turned to a wooden room.

The room was dark, with only a chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room emitting a pale yellow glow.

The girl had grown much taller, she was still dressed in black, but her shoulders seemed to be shaking, and there was a faint cry coming out, and behind her was a humanoid elf, with long hair on her head in the shape of a turquoise bowl, only a red semicircle protruding from her forehead and the back of her head, and a pure white lower body.

Philo remembered it as an elf called Larulas.

Larulas kept gently stroking the girl's back, as if to comfort her.

Philo couldn't remember why he had walked over, but saw the girl hugging him tightly and repeating in his mouth:

"Why? Why are there only two of us left!

Why? ”

The girl couldn't stop crying, and Philo didn't know what to say, but gently stroked her long black hair with her right hand.

The images are constantly changing, some of them are fragmented, and in many cases Philo simply can't understand what they're saying or what they're doing.

He was lonely, he was desperate, he could feel the hostility around him, even though the girl always seemed to be protecting him, he felt a wave of despair and loneliness drown him over.

"Why doesn't anyone play with me?"

"Why does that orange-haired boy keep beating me?"

"Why do they keep robbing me?"

"Why do they take me when they have a toy?"

"Why don't they play hide and seek with me?"

"Why am I the devil every time?"

"Why do they keep laughing at me?"

"Why?"

"Why!"

He could always see himself alone in the corner, no one came to play with him anymore, and he didn't go over...

"Philo, my sister has something to do, you go to another place and wait for your sister first, and my sister will come to you after she is busy with the matter at hand.

Philo is good, my sister will come to see you when she is done. ”

"My sister doesn't want me anymore, does she?"

"No, my sister really has something on hand, is it okay for Philo to go to Aster Town and wait for her sister?

My sister came to see Philo as soon as she was done!

All right? ”

After a few days of traveling, at the entrance of a kindergarten.

"Philo is good, wait for my sister to come back."

"Well, then you should be early..."

One day... Two days... Three days...

It's been four days......

"No...

My sister didn't come back...

Sister doesn't want Philo anymore..."

"Hey! Say what about you! ”

"Huh?"

Philo turned his head and saw a little girl with long light purple hair in a ponytail, wearing a goose-yellow dress, and her fair face was flushed with pink due to panting, and it looked so red that it made people want to take a bite.

“……”

"Why don't you speak? Are you a wooden man? ”

The girl leaned closer and said with some curiosity.

"It's not"

Philo said lightly.

"Well, can you give me a birdie?

It's the one you fold now."

“……”

"What?

Won't? So stingy! ”

"This is a thousand paper cranes, not birds."

"Oh, is it? Paper cranes? ”

"It's not the sky, it's the thousand!"

"It's pretty much the same anyway!

By the way, can you give me that paper crane?

That's it! ”

The girl pouted.

"Oh, take it if you want it!"

Philo casually threw the paper crane folded in azure paper to the girl.

"Ah, don't throw it around!"

The girl hurriedly caught it with both hands and held it in the palm of her hand and couldn't put it down.

"It's beautiful!"

The girl's eyes narrowed into a slit and smiled.

"You're going to like... Take them all. ”

When Philo saw the girl's expression, his heart jumped for no reason, his face turned red, he touched his pocket, and took out three thousand paper cranes of different colors.

Dark blue, purple and taupe paper cranes lie quietly in the palm of their hands.

"Yikes! It's amazing!

Did you fold it yourself? ”

The girl snatched three paper cranes as if she had discovered a new world.

"It's... Very... Awesome? ”

"What? Didn't you fold it? ”

"No... No... I folded it. ”

"Then will you teach me?

I'm going to fold nine hundred and ninety-nine! ”

"You want to learn?"

"What? Won't? Cheapskate! ”

"No, I can teach you."

"Great! Thank you! ”

Philo turned red, scratched his head and said:

"No... It's okay.

By the way, why do you want to fold so much? ”

"Is it much?"

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine is a lot, I can't fold it in a day."

"Huh? No way!

To fold for so long? Is it hard? ”

The girl's eyes widened, and she had an expression that I would give up if you said it would be difficult.

"It's not true, it only takes a moment to fold a thousand paper cranes."

"Isn't that fast? As long as we fold nine thousand paper cranes at a time, we can fold them a few more times. ”

"How many times are you folded?"

"Twice? No, it should be four times? No, four times is too tiring, just three times!

We can fold it three times to get nine hundred and ninety-nine! ”

“……”

"Why do you want to fold nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

Philo asked as he folded a pink paper crane.

"Why?

Yikes! Yang Le, that fat man said.

He said that it was okay to fold nine hundred and ninety-nine......

I forgot what he said later. ”

The girl thought about it and shouted excitedly, but suddenly turned around, patted her head and said with some chagrin.

“……”

"By the way, I remembered!"

The girl suddenly became excited:

"He said he could make his wish come true!"

"Nonsense!"

Philo thought to himself, and his face remained silent.

"And what do you want?"

Philo said with some curiosity.

"Me, I wish my dad could come home and play with me every day."

"Is your dad usually not at home?"

"No, he only shows up once in seven days!

My dad said he was Jirachi!

Do you understand Jiraqi? It's a genie that appears every seven days. ”

Philo said he was at a loss.

"Why does it only show up once in seven days?" Philo asked.

"Because you're busy? Yue'er's new clothes or something, Dad has to take time to make.

Look, this is my new dress, does it look good?

My dad said he did it! My dad is amazing! ”

The girl turned around, the goose-yellow dress fluttering, and the smiling face, like a dancing butterfly, Philo lost his mind for a moment.

"Busy because you're making clothes?"

Philo wondered.

"Yes, but Dad is sometimes making good food, and Dad will always bring good food when he appears, and my brother can't eat it."

Speaking of which, the girl was a little smug.

However, Yue'er still hopes that her father will not make clothes or make good food.

It would be nice to be able to accompany the confinement child. ”

The girl lowered her head and twisted her skirt with her hands, as if to crumple it.

"Yue'er misses her father."

“……”

Philo was a little stunned, and said dumbfoundedly:

"And will he show up in seven days?"

"Hmm!"

The girl nodded vigorously and said:

"Of course! Daddy's Jirachi! Gilapi appears every seven days!

Mom said that no matter where a person runs, as long as someone thinks about him and thinks desperately, that person will definitely appear in seven days!

My dad shows up every time! ”

"Seven days? …”

On the sixth day, Philo sat behind the door folding a goose-yellow paper crane.

"Is Philo there?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and Philo first stiffened, then put the goose-yellow paper crane in his pocket and ran out.

"Sister, are you also Jiraqi?"

"What?"

"Jiraqi appears every seven days, is my sister too?"

"Jiraqi only wakes up once in a thousand years, and can only wake up for seven days, and after seven days, it will sleep again for a thousand years, don't make a mistake."

"Then my sister won't come to see Philo again in a thousand years?"

"No, it's not"

The girl hurriedly said:

"My sister will come often in the future."

"Just like Gilaki?"

“... Yes, just like the Gilaki."

"Then sister is Jiraqi?"

“…… Yes, my sister is Jiraqi! ”

"Then my sister disappeared to make new clothes and good food for Philo?"

“... Yes"

"Then Philo doesn't want new clothes and food! Sister, don't go, okay?

Philo misses his sister! ”

“…… Okay, my sister won't go. ”

Memories of the past flooded back in waves, and Philo felt a little ridiculous when he thought about it now.

"Why do I think of this?

Because I'm dying? ”