"Hey, next time you see us take a detour, understand?" The arrogant and immature voice was a little harsh.

At the feet of several boys, lay a boy about their age, Camille.

At this time, Camille had his eyes closed, motionless, and his body was dirty, and he was very thin, looking like a little beggar, out of place with the ornate buildings around him.

"I've passed out, let's go."

"Spoiled." ……

The boys left without saying a word, leaving Camille alone on the ground.

When he was a little conscious, he found that his whole body was in pain, and he had some difficulty opening his eyes.

And when you open your eyes, you don't see a ceiling, but a delicate face.

The pupils of his blue eyes shrank, and he quickly got up and moved away from the person beside him.

It was also because of the distance that Camille could see the delicate face clearly.

- She is a very beautiful girl.

Under the sun, the delicate little face was as pure as transparent snow, and the blonde hair draped over her shoulders seemed to be a part of the sun, extremely dazzling......

The girl smiled, as if the world had lost its color.

"Now, be friends with me, okay?" The soft voice was soft.

Camille looked at the extremely good-looking person in front of her with some stupidity—her long, curled eyelashes falling and rising, her red eyes clear, as if the slightest dirty thing appeared in her eyes, it was a blasphemy.

He withdrew his gaze, looked down at his dirty self, then hugged his legs again, opened his mouth, but said nothing, pursed his lips, and gritted his teeth.

A slightly hoarse voice sounded: "Why do you want to be friends with me?" I'm—"

Suddenly, Camille stopped talking.

The girl was slightly stunned, a little unclear.

But when he said that, Camille regretted it.

I don't know why, looking at this beautiful person in front of me, I want to get close to her, swallow my saliva, and want to say something, but I choked in my throat.

The girl approached Camille, her red eyes flashing with something, as if she hadn't heard what Camille had said before, she stretched out her white and tender right hand, and said, "My name is Aya, what is your name?" “

Camille's pupils shrank: "You-"

Immediately, he lowered his head, pulled the brim of his hat, looked at his dirty hands, wiped his hands on his clothes, and shook Aya's hand: "Camille." ”

Aya's eyes brightened a little, like stars in the night sky, and she smiled, "Hello, Camille. ”

As the words fell, she followed Camille's hand and pulled him up from the cold floor.

*

Aya ran down the hallway with two delicate cakes in her hands, and the servants passing by acted as if they didn't see her.

The sun shone down the hallway, and she quickly jumped over it, and when she reached a hidden corner, she saw Camille.

"Where have you been?" Camille frowned, like a little adult.

With a smile as beautiful as the sun on her face, Aya handed Camille a piece of cake in her hand.

Camille was stunned for a moment, took the cake, and instead of eating it immediately, he looked at the delicate cake in his hand for a long time.

The blue eyes are a little more shiny.

Ayaichi sat down beside him and happily ate the cake.

"Where did this cake come from?" Camille's voice was a little low, and a little cold.

Aya didn't notice a slight change in his tone, and blurted out, "Of course it's the kitchen......"

"By the way, they seem to be going to have some kind of celebration recently, and they have prepared a lot of delicious food, and I heard that there will be beautiful fireworks......"

"When the time comes, shall we go and see?"

There was silence for a moment before Camille spat out a single word: "Good." ”

Immediately, he took a bite of the cake and chewed it.

A hint of sweetness fills the taste buds.

Blue eyes sneak into Aya, who is eating cake.

She must be the daughter of a high-status person, right?

Unexpectedly, she was caught by Aya, and she looked puzzled: "What's wrong?" ”

Camille pretended to be calm and withdrew his gaze, his heart pounding, as if he had done something wrong.

"You...... Don't go home? The voice was a little lonely.

Ayato stayed with him for several days, but Aya didn't seem to want to go home.

When Camille asked this sentence, he was also worried that if Aya went home, would she never come?

After all, this is the first friend Camille has made -

Aya was stunned for a while, as if thinking about something, and then smiled faintly: "No, I won't go back for the time being...... Well...... I waited for my father to pick me up before I went back. ”

Hearing this, Camille's tense heart relaxed, and she asked again, "When will your father come to pick you up?" ”

"I don't know." There was no sad look on Aya's face, faintly.

"And did your father really come back to pick you up?"

"Yes." Before the end of the question fell, Aya answered immediately.

But is this instant answer a lie to herself, or is she really very sure that her so-called father will come to pick her up?

Camille didn't know.

He doesn't delve into it, just as Aya doesn't delve into herself.

*

Aya on the eaves pulled Camille up.

At the moment Camille came up, a brilliant light flashed on the two of them.

Looking up at the sky, looking at the different forms and colorful fireworks, the fireworks that bloom are like amorous meteor showers, like parachutes falling from the sky, and dancing in the night sky like fireflies.

Aya's eyes flashed with something, like stars on the horizon, and she couldn't help but say the words "so beautiful".

Camille didn't speak, looking at the brilliant fireworks, her heart calmed down at this moment, and she couldn't take her eyes off it for a long time.

The two were stunned for a moment, and Aya took out a few candies from her pocket and gave them to Camille.

Camille saw it and paused for a few seconds before taking the candy.

I don't know where she got the things she took out this time.

Ever since she said she likes to eat sweet things, Aya has always prepared sweet sweets and sometimes found exquisite sweets.

Tear open the candy, stuff it in your mouth, and stir it with your tongue.

After a while, the sweet strawberry flavor fills the taste buds.

Eating what you like is always enjoyable -

Blue eyes look at Aya, who is indulging in fireworks.

Ever since she appeared, those who bullied him didn't seem to have met him.

Or rather, she has the ability to foresee the future, allowing herself to successfully avoid those people.

But the days of ease don't let Camille indulge in it.

In case, one day, if Aya leaves, he will have to rely on himself again.

Aya didn't say anything, but Camille knew exactly what she had helped him.

Thanks to Aya, his life is so easy-

*

A year had passed since the days of ease, and Camille had almost forgotten that there was anyone other than Aya.

Until one day, Aya said that he had something to go out for, and he was bullied by several people before.

This time, it was not Aya who appeared in front of him, but ...... Thunder Lion.

And today, it's also his birthday-

*

Aya trotted back with a large cake.

A smile bloomed on her face when she saw Camille, but when she saw another person in the afterglow, she stopped, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.

Holding the cake, he stared blankly.

The boy, whose hair and eyes were exactly the same as Camille's, pulled Camille up from the ground.

Red eyes, a little cold.

And at this moment, a gentle male voice sounded from behind Aya: "Khrista." ”

Because of this voice, Aya's face bloomed again, and she threw the large cake on the ground casually and threw herself into the arms of the owner of the voice.

Sure enough, all human beings—

It doesn't matter, I still have the creator god.

After all, can't a god and a human being be friends?

"How's it going these days?" The man with blond hair and golden eyes asked softly, but his eyes fell on the cake that fell on the ground and the two teenagers in the distance, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little colder.

Aya pursed her lips and did not speak.

The creator god smiled and changed the subject: "The human body has been prepared for you. ”

Aya seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and the joy on her face was not hidden: "Really? I want red gold and red hair! ”

"Well, let's go back." He took Aya's hand.

As a beam of sunlight shone on the bodies of the two gods, it gradually disappeared-