The sun shines softly on the green trees.

The pale golden sunlight shines through the intricate branches, turning into fragments of light and shadow, and the girl sitting under the tree has long silver-blue curly hair, under the fragmented bangs, the eyebrows are like thin willows, and under the delicate eyelashes, there are blue eyes comparable to the deep night sky.

The golden family crest is worn on the upper right side of the black school uniform, showing its elegant temperament.

There was a slight "rustle" sound when the pages were turned, and the silver-white and bluish hair hung down to the side of her ears, but it did not affect the girl's reading.

"Click."

Before the visitor could react to the sound of the branch breaking, the long knife that exuded coldness was already on her neck, flashing with a faint light, and her legs were weak and she almost knelt down.

"Twilight." The girl's voice was faint, like jade hitting a stone, crisp and ethereal.

The dangling knife returned to her side at the sound of a sound, falling steadily into its scabbard as if it had just happened as if it had just been a hallucination.

"Is there something wrong then?" Closing the book, Yuxue raised her eyes to look at the chestnut-haired girl who had palpitations, "Sakai-san? ”

Her chestnut hair was combed into a braid, extending from the right side but not looking old-fashioned, her amber eyes looked crystal clear, like a fine jade, and the family crest of the hexagonal peach on the black school uniform indicated that she belonged to the Cormorant family.

This dress is a little familiar....... Her eyes flickered slightly, and Youxue quickly remembered the person who was almost forgotten by herself.

In the spring of the cormorant palace.

Is this why Tenma took her with him? Isn't that just a reminder to yourself?

Remind yourself that you have stabbed your own sister.

"Is there something wrong?" Youxue asked lightly, interesting, does this girl not know the situation of the Cormorant Palace's family, or does she deliberately dress up like this?

Well, no matter what the reason, she doesn't have a good feeling.

"Ah, that," Sakai stammered, "Hanakaiin-san, can I sit here?" ”

....... Ha?

Youxue raised her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes slightly, "As long as you are quiet, you can." ”

"Thank you!"

In the next few days, during lunch breaks or breaks, Yuxue can see Sakai Xiao who came over, she is really quiet, Yuxue is reading a book under the tree, and she is next to her homework or take a break.

Basically, it won't disturb Yuxue, and you can treat her as air.

Thinking that she would get tired of this quiet scene in a few days, Yuxue looked at Sakai Xiao who came over again a week later, and sighed helplessly.

"Huh? Flowers, classmates, did I do anything to bother you? Sakai Xiao was startled by the sighing Yuxue and hurriedly asked.

"No..... It's weird. Youxue rubbed her temples and said in a light tone: "You are the onmyoji of the Cormorant Palace, what are you doing when you come to me?" ”

"It's just that you've always been alone and want to make friends with you." Sakai Xiao said softly.

Make friends?

Youxue raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised by Sakai Xiao's answer.

Do you want to be friends? I really don't know what to say.

"That's right!" Sakai Xiao suddenly high-fived, and looked at Youxue with a light smile: "Recently, a new dessert shop has opened!" Do you want to go along? ”

"No," Yuxue put the book back in her backpack, and refused with a faint look in her eyes, "I still have something,"

Yesterday I agreed with my sister to go to the disaster field together, but I can't be late.

"That's right," Sakai Xiao lowered his eyes slightly, obviously a little regretful.

So it's really troublesome to say that friends or something, Youxue sighed in her heart.

"I'm sorry, next week," picking up the long knife that was placed against the trunk of the tree, Yuyuki looked at Sakai Akira, "I'll go with you next Wednesday." ”

"Really?" Sakai Xiao was stunned for a moment, and smiled when he saw Yuxue nodding.

"That's it! You can't run! ”。

"I'm not going to run either."