The white face, the narrow eyes looked at me with bated breath, and the eyebrows were raised thoughtfully and calmly.

"Who are you?" I was taken aback.

"......" The person in front of him was silent.

I jumped up right away, hey, how am I in bed? What about the snow-white walls? How can it be a wooden hut? It's so hard, why has the bed changed? Wooden cot! Where is this? Didn't I sleep at home, why did I come here?

"Oh...... I see, I see. He smiled, his long narrow eyes bright and moving, indescribably good-looking. The wide white hunting clothes lined him with a handsome face, and a little ...... Flatter. Well, it's kind of like ...... Fox. Fox, how did I think of a fox?

"Haruaki Abe," I blurted out.

The next second I regretted it, what should I be? ＣＯＳＰＬＡＹ？ Can...... The next thing I did, I was completely stunned.

The long eyebrows were slightly raised, the moving eyes looked at me, the corners of the lips raised the arc of a smile, and the head was slightly bowed politely, calmly.

He...... He...... He...... Nodding? I was so surprised that my eyes almost dropped, and I slowly stood up and pointed at him suspiciously—God, you're not kidding me, are you? As soon as my legs went weak and my eyes went black, I immediately fainted.

When I woke up again, it was still this little cabin, a small wooden bed. Abe Qingming sat at the red sandalwood table not far away, sipping tea, staring at me, smiling in his eyes.

Haruaki Abe, the first onmyoji of Japan's Heian period, is a mysterious and great legend. I'm a little dizzy, that's a man from more than a thousand years ago! Sneaking a glance, the wide white hunting clothes fluttered out of the dust, and the indifference between the eyebrows was different.

"Why don't you ask me who I am?" I'm a little powerless.

The smile in his eyes grew thicker, and he only smiled silently, and he looked like he knew it in his chest, but it shocked me.

Calm, calm, indifferent, calm and relaxed, his consistent style. Growing up, I grew up watching anime and movies about Harumi Abe, and my admiration for him has been throughout my childhood memories. It's just that when my childhood idol appeared in front of me in real life, I really didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Is it for time and space to go back to a thousand years ago and be happy to meet him, or is it helpless fate to make people?

The corners of his mouth pulled up a helpless smile, looking at his fox-like smile, wide hunting clothes, just like his image on the screen, handsome and charming, which made people's hearts pound. I bowed my head and snickered in joy. Haruaki Abe, the first onmyoji of a thousand years ago, is now only a stone's throw away from me, and I can even feel his breath.

"You must be homeless, you might as well stay. In this era of demons and humans, you are a little woman who is vulnerable to danger. ”

I looked up at Qingming, and at some point he had approached me, his eyes as clear as a stream, without a trace of impurities. My helplessness and worry just now were all in his eyes, and I looked at them gratefully.

His eyes were as bright as stars, still a fox-like charm, and a charming voice: "Then what do I call you?" ”

I was stunned, almost stunned by his smile, and looked at him with stupid eyes. It's really exciting and ecstatic to talk to the idol up close, and I really want to give him a bear hug. Reason still pulls me back to reality little by little from my imagination.

"What's it called?" I tilted my head and immediately said, "Honey worm"

"Honey worms?" He was surprised.

"What, isn't it good?" I'm a little worried, did I have a "honey worm" before me? Blame me, how did I forget, one of Abe Harumi's gods is "honey worm", I just thought of how beautiful the honey worm was when he talked and laughed with Qingming and Gen Boya before he came up with this name stupidly. What to do, it's really embarrassing.

"No, it's only the first time I've heard a woman call herself a 'honey worm'. You can see that you love animals. Qingming smiled and shrugged, giving people an inexplicable sense of relief.

"I ...... Isn't it Shikigami? ”

"Haha, you're weird. How could a woman like you think of Shikigami? My Shikigami is Suzaku, and you are human. Qingming smiled widely, and could see how naïve my words were.

I blushed and wanted to find a hole to burrow.

Seeing my red-faced appearance, Qingming stopped laughing and changed the subject.

"From now on, you will be my assistant, and here you will often do some work to assist the Onmyoji, such as sticking talismans."

"But I won't."

"I'll teach you." Qingming turned around and gave me a reassuring pill.

In this unfamiliar environment, with Qingming, my heart is steady, and I follow his footsteps forward, the life of a thousand years ago, the magical onmyoji profession, the future is full of challenges and novelties. But as long as there is Qingming, I don't feel scared of all this, and I believe that he will definitely protect me.

Following his pace, my heart suddenly opened.