Dead.

Outside, it's still raining.

The window opened, and the wind blew in some cold rain, drifting on Qingming's face and body; Spilled on the windowsill, on the floor.

Nami Shimogasa watched this scene.

Long.

As if he had just reacted, he walked to the table, put the tray away, took out a dry towel, and walked behind Qingming.

"Master."

She handed the towel to Qingming's side.

In my heart, I still thought that after Qingming took the towel, I would close the window.

But Qingming didn't take the towel.

He just asked.

"Now, Honami."

"Hey!"

"Do you feel free?"

“…… Yes? ”

"Do you think I'm free?"

“？”

Shimogasa Honami was full of doubts.

She didn't understand.

I don't know why Qingming suddenly asked this kind of question, could it be that in a place where she couldn't see, Qingming was stimulated by something?

Or is it something else?

I don't understand.

Qingming is always so incomprehensible.

"You can do whatever you want...... You, and everyone else, probably think so. ”

Qingming continued.

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"That's a nice thing to say, but unfortunately, you can never do such a thing, man, you are a strange creature that will put shackles on yourself, and there will never be true freedom."

“……”

Nami Shimogasa didn't speak.

She was just listening.

If you can't become a bosom friend, then it's a good thing to be a qualified listener.

I don't understand it though.

Looking at Qingming standing by the window, the rain blown in by the wind soaked his clothes and his face was covered with water stains.

"The host ......"

She spoke again.

After hesitating, he walked over, closed the window, stood in front of Qingming, and took a dry towel to help him wipe the water stains off his face and hair.

She seemed a little distressed.

Qingming put his hands behind his back and looked at Nami Shimogasa, who was frowning slightly, but was helping him wipe away the rain.

On his face, a smile appeared.

The real smile, which makes his expression look very soft.

"Hoonami, what a good girl."

“？”

Nami Shimogasa tilted her head slightly, her face full of doubt.

Tonight's Qingming is too strange.

Such an abnormal thing made her a little worried.

"The host ......"

"I'm fine, don't worry, it could be something...... Occasionally, my brain is misaligned or short-circuited, so I want to be cranky. ”

Qingming shook his head.

It's normal for people to occasionally be inexplicably depressed, occasionally inexplicably emotionally high, or something.

It seems very liberating to say this.

Freely.

A lot of people are pursuing.

The one who once said: Life is precious, love is more valuable; If it is free, both can be thrown.

But if you abandon life, love, and the like, are you really free?

What is freedom?

I don't understand.

Qingming didn't want to think about this kind of thing, because it was pointless.

But I can't help but think.

Human beings, sometimes they are strange creatures that can't even control themselves.

"Hoonami, do you have any wishes?"

“？”

"If you have anything, just say it, and I will help you make your wish come true."

Qingming said so.

This is not a big talk, in general, he can help many people achieve a lot of wishes, the question is whether he wants to do it or not.

It is said that if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world.

But Qingming, he doesn't have the idea of helping the world at all, he has always just lived his own little life, almost nothing is involved, it is just an ordinary daily life.

Unfortunately, there is nothing in the world that is eternal and unchanging.

Qingming life is not static, occasionally, there will always be some things that pop up and make him bother.

"Wish?"

Nami Shimogasa pondered.

Stop helping Qingming wipe his face and hair, take a towel, and look at Qingming.

Long.

Another smile appeared.

"I don't have any wishes, if I really want to say it, at this moment, my wish is: I hope that the owner can get rid of his troubles as soon as possible and live happily as before."

"Happy? Was I happy before? ”

"Wasn't the previous owner happy?"

“……”

Qingming failed to give an answer to such a question.

Happy?

Still not happy?

He didn't even know about it, but Nami Shimogasa seemed to think he was happy.

Maybe that's a lot of fun.

"Maybe."

Qingming laughed again.

Raise your hand and touch Nami Kasami's head to mess up the short hair.

"If only I could be as simple as you, but unfortunately, I will never be able to change back to my simple appearance."

"The host ......"

"Okay, it's late, you can go back and rest, and Minaho, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"I ...... Be. ”

Seems to want to say something.

However, seeing Qingming's expression of reluctance to say more, he didn't say anything in the end, answered, cleaned up and left.

Qingming was left alone in the room.

After Nami Shimogasa left, she stood in a daze for a while, then opened the window directly and looked at the outside world.

It's still raining.

This rain can wash away the dust on the streets, houses, plants and leaves, and the whole city may become much cleaner.

Unfortunately, the real filth is not something that can be washed away by a rain.

……

Morning.

The rain still hasn't stopped, but it's much lighter.

Drizzle.

It's a little cold, and people are reluctant to leave the warm bed, but hard-working people still get up early.

Like twin sisters.

They were so early every day, washed up and made some preparations, and went to serve Qingming, who got up, and dutifully did the work of the maid.

Although the work is no longer what the maid needs to do.

Akane also wakes up early.

But no matter how early she got up, she always seemed to be one step slower than the twin maids, and every time she came out of the room, she could see the twin maids walking towards Qingming's room.

A curse, perhaps?

Akane has thought about this problem more than once, and even suspects that Qingming did it on purpose, after all, this kind of incredible thing can only be done by Qingming.

But there is no evidence.

And there's no point in dwelling on this kind of thing, so I ended up putting this idea behind me.

Since the twin maids came, her sense of presence in Qingming has decreased a lot, and what once made her suffer from gains and losses, was deleted and modified by Qingming, and it has become a lot better.

Let's not talk about that.

Leaving his room, he walked directly to the door of Gray Plains' room and knocked on the door.

"Alas, are you up?"

She shouted.

Now, I have gradually liked to call my sister "mourning", instead of the previous "Shibo".

There are some things that you have to get used to.

Long.

The door to the room opened, and Gray Plains appeared in front of her.

"Good morning...... Well? What happened to you? Sick? ”

I just wanted to say hello, but I found that Gray Yuan's face didn't seem right, and I couldn't help but be a little worried.

Raise your hand and touch her forehead.

Ash Yuan Ai pushed her hand to the side and shook her head.

"It's nothing, I just didn't sleep well."

"Really?"

"yes, really."

Gray Yuan nodded affirmatively.

Sometimes, even if it's not true, you have to say it's true.

Actually, it's true.