The so-called Fontana Fountain is not a fountain in the true sense of the word, except for the lake below the bridge, the trees, waterfalls, springs, and splashing water droplets are all made of glass balls one by one, shining in the sun.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is at its brightest in the day, the air shines with colorful light under the refraction of glass, and the ground is therefore filled with colorful spots, which are arranged in a chaotic manner, creating a dreamlike sense of unreality.

The two of them walked under the bridge of the waterfall, and the colorful light spots couldn't wait to stick to the two of them.

Aikawa couldn't see what kind of posture he was in at the moment, but Amamiya Chiran now gave him the feeling of a mirage—so shocked that it was impossible to grasp whether it was real or false.

Walking on the bridge, the breeze of Hakone blows across her face, and there is a very comfortable aroma, including the fragrance of flowers and the surging fragrance unique to girls.

The smell was very strong, but it smelled good, and I suspected that the girl had sprayed perfume.

The sound of musical instruments was heard in the distance, and Aikawa Yusheng looked over, and on the other side of the lake, an elderly man of a little age was sitting on the edge of the railing holding a musical instrument, playing slowly.

The overall outline of the instrument and the violin is similar, but the details are completely different.

There were already many people who surrounded the elderly on the opposite side of the riverbank, forming a half encirclement, and Mingchuan's school uniform was particularly conspicuous inside.

At the Glass Forest Art Museum, artists perform at every half of the year – and that's something you know at the ticket office at the entrance.

"Listen to some music?" Aikawa Yusheng asks for the opinion of Amamiya Chiran.

"Hmm."

"Let's go, there are a lot of people over there, so we'll listen on the other side of the river, and the perspective is still open."

"Okay."

Amamiya Chiran nodded indifferently.

Aikawa Yusheng bent down slightly and put his two arms on the fence of the riverbank, and a fallen leaf on the original railing was squeezed off and fell into the lake, causing a ripple that spread and dissipated into the distance.

Yu Guang noticed that the inside of the railing was still full of neon tubes, but it was not working at the moment, and if it was a glass forest at night, it would be even more dreamy.

The girl just stood by the railing, and didn't make any extra movements.

The sound of this kind of piano is something that Aikawa Yusheng has never heard before.

It is rough, heroic, vast grassland, tenacious life, this is the sense of picture brought by this powerful music.

The sound of Lejia's fingertips is like an eagle about to fly, fluttering its wings that can resist a hurricane, rushing and flowing, like the distant sky outside, precipitating clear light.

The sun at half past two in the afternoon, lazy and leisurely, flows slowly along its ancient and elegant arc.

"What kind of instrument is this?" And the perception of the violin is completely different from the Aikawa Yusheng asked the living encyclopedia next to it.

"Matouqin." The Living Encyclopedia did not live up to his expectations, and still said the knowledge he didn't know in a surging tone, and then began to introduce:

"The matouqin is a Chinese Mongolian musical instrument, and that grandfather is likely to be from the Chinese Mongolian ethnic group, so it's normal that you don't know.

Its name comes from the fact that the headstock is decorated with a horse's head, the body is wooden, about one meter long, with two strings, and the resonance box is different from the violin, presenting a trapezoidal ......."

Amamiya Chiran's introduction is very detailed, and you can even hear that the music playing now is "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping".

"If you want to learn, I can familiarize yourself with it and teach you."

I can hear that the girl is not very good at the moment.,But I have the confidence to master and teach Aikawa Yusheng in a short period of time.。

Aikawa Yusheng also believes that she can do it, as for him, forget it.

"Not necessarily." He was no longer surprised that Amamiya Chiran would say such a thing, and he waved his hand slightly to refuse, and he was immersed in the music of wandering.

It's okay not to know the name of the music, but once I know that it is called "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping", Aikawa Yusheng really feels that there are countless horses converging into the ocean and washing the vibration of the grassland.

At the end of the song, there was a lot of applause, and Aikawa Yusheng and Amamiya Chiran also gave applause across the river.

"So handsome, old man!" There were also active female classmates who spoke loudly together and fled the scene in laughter.

"It's really handsome, and the purpose of studying music should be to be in the limelight on this kind of occasion." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, turned around and continued to walk around the attractions behind Amamiya Chiran, and said in his mouth.

For example, the purpose of learning piano should not be to please the president of the student council, which is unreasonable.

"If I had a piano now, I'd play 'Paganini's Rhapsody' right now." Aikawa Yusheng said.

"Go ahead." Amamiya Chime said, pointing to the free piano in front of her.

“...... How can there really be? Aikawa Yusheng touched the side of his cheek with a little embarrassment, if he had seen it earlier, he probably wouldn't have said it.

"Because there is more than one type of musician here who is responsible for playing at every half-point, including pianists." Amamiya Chiran said, "Don't you dare to go? ”

"Heh, a little agitation," Aikawa Yusheng shrugged his shoulders disdainfully, and then walked straight to the piano: "I'll eat this set." ”

After going around and making sure that there was no sign prohibiting touching, Aikawa Yusheng sat on the chair, which instantly attracted a large wave of eyes, and the crowd surrounded him.

Taking a deep breath and recalling the score, Aikawa began to play.

......

"It's so handsome, Aikawa-kun, I'm going to give you a baby."

It's still those girls, after listening to it, they said with a smile, this time they didn't run away, and they dared to face it.

"You need to line up for the birth of a child, and there are already many people who have made appointments when I help you carry your luggage in the morning, sorry." Aikawa responded to their quips with a smile.

"It's okay, we can afford to wait."

"Four notes wrong, and there was a noticeable pause in one rhythm." When Aikawa Yusheng walked back to him, the 'strict' Amamiya Chiran said.

"There's no score here, my memory is not very good, and it's normal for some small problems to occur. And except for the president, you shouldn't know how to do it, you see that everyone applauds very hard. Limelight, big plan, success! ”

Aikawa Yusheng hugged the back of his head indifferently, looking lazy, and then turned his head: "Do you want to go up and play a few songs?" ”

"It's boring." The girl shook her head and rejected the proposal, and then looked at Aikawa Yusheng: "If you like to be in the limelight, you can try to be the president of the student union, I can try to launch an acting president, and I will be an assistant ......"

"Okay, don't say it again, it's rude to say it again."

Aikawa Yusheng moved his palm from the back of his head to Amamiya Chiran's face, without touching it, there was still a few centimeters away, and the palm could even feel the breath exhaled from her delicate and small nose.

Success made Amamiya Chiran stop talking.

"If I go a little faster, I'll run into it, and it's not good." Amamiya Chiran tilted her head, dodging the palm that blocked her view, and continued to walk forward.

"Aren't I still walking, not to mention that your walking speed is basically a constant speed, and I can handle it just right."

"When you become the acting president, you can be in the limelight every day, isn't it?" Amamiya Chiran no longer discussed the palm and asked.

"Yes, not good. The limelight was just an idea that came out of that time and environment, and I thought it would be fun to do that, so I did it.

As for being president, it's an endless task and responsibility, and I can't bear it, I'm a waste. ”

Aikawa Swing Little Expert Yusheng said.

"I've never had a time like that." Amamiya Chiran shook her head with some regret.

"You just said you were going to come in the morning, isn't that what you think, you can do it if you want to, I actually think it's good."

"Because it's boring at home, I thought it would be interesting to come here, 'do what you want,' and I've always been like that."

Maybe it's because you can 'do whatever you want', and when you get used to it, you can't experience it.

"I also showed you, I accompanied you and walked with you, I even specially abandoned my group members, you actually think it's boring, it's too hurtful."

Aikawa Yusheng pretended to be sad and frowned.

As for Takamatsu Kimiyama and Mao Miyazawa, who is coming? I don't know where I've run for a long time, and I hope to get along well.

"No, it's better than staying at home." Amamiya Chiran shook her head, acknowledging Aikawa Yusheng's efforts.

"As an assistant to the student union, it is my responsibility to share the worries of the president!" Aikawa Yusheng, who changed his face in an instant, patted his chest and said.

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After quickly visiting the Glass Forest and gathering at the gate, the group headed to the Little Prince Museum.

Amamiya Chiran was in a private car, and the bodyguard was quite imposing - when he 'escorted' her back, Aikawa Yusheng noticed it.

The two men met again in the museum.

"This is the little prince? Isn't it small? Aikawa Yusheng pointed to the tall statue in front of him and said with some doubts.

The European in front of him wearing an airplane cap is very different from the image of the little prince he imagined - a child wearing a crown.

A look of wonder and dazedness flashed in Amamiya Chiran's eyes - she was really incomprehensible:

How did the boy in front of him take the statue of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, the author of "The Little Prince", as the little prince?

Even the surprise in his eyes didn't look like he was pretending.

Noticing that he was still expressing his dissatisfaction with this image in fragments, Amamiya Chiran finally sighed uncontrollably and poked his arm.

"What kind of prince is this, he doesn't look as good as me...... What's wrong? Holding his right hand in his left hand and holding his chin between his thumb and forefinger to look at the statue, Yusheng Aikawa turned his head and asked.

"That." After hearing what he said clearly, the girl sighed again and pointed to the real little prince in the distance, "The boy with yellow hair and a red cloak on the outside is the little prince!" ”

The tone between the words was a little heavier.

"Oh, I'll just say, this image is barely acceptable."

But it's still not as handsome as himself - Aikawa Yusheng.

"Haven't you seen 'The Little Prince'?" Amamiya asked.

"Not yet, I see that the original book is sold here, I'll wait and buy a copy and take a look." Aikawa shook his head sincerely, he even knew that "The Little Prince" was a book, or by listening to the exchanges of his classmates on the bus.

But the classmates really didn't show themselves what the little prince looked like.

Excuse me, Ann...... What's going on? Aikawa Yusheng turned his head, oh oh, Mr. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, excuse me.

It's hard to remember the names of foreigners.

"Unbelievable." Amamiya Chizome said, "Aikawa-san, do you want to ask what books you have read?" ”

"Mathematics", "Chinese Literature", "Geography", ......."

"Extracurricular books."

"I watched part of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and saw the plot of Buendia stabbing Ajilior to death in a duel, and there are two sentences in it that I think are very well written:

"Even if you think your feelings are too dry to give, there will always be a moment when something can pluck the strings in the depths of your heart, after all, we are not born to enjoy solitude."

"Loneliness is a lifelong companion, it is an established fact, instead of denying it, instead of fighting, rather than indifferent escape, it is better to accept it, let it protect you home in the crowded crowd, let it accompany you to breakfast on Saturday morning, tidy up the sunshine"

I plan to write these words into my essay when I have the opportunity in the future. ”

Aikawa Yusheng talked eloquently, and seemed to have a little pride in reciting this sentence, not considering his previous words about Saint-Exupéry as a little prince, the boy under the sun was very readable.

After finishing speaking, the boy looked at Amamiya Chiran with light in his eyes.

"Gone?" Although he had already predicted the answer, Amamiya Chiran still subconsciously asked.

"It's gone." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, and the light went out - it turns out that this is not excellent? Damn it!

"Okay, I got it." Regarding the 'lower limit' of Mingchuan students' literary literacy, Amamiya Chiran has a new understanding.

"If you need it, I can recommend you some good literature." She sighed and said.

"Yes, the trouble will grow." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, realizing from that sigh that he didn't seem to be that good, and didn't refuse this kindness.

The general story of "The Little Prince" is ......" On the way to the inside of the pavilion, Amamiya Chiran introduces knowledge to an illiterate person.

"This is the rose inside, this is the fox, this is the king, but not the father of the little prince, but the king of another planet......"

The Little Prince's museum is not strictly a museum of the book, but more like a memorial to the author, all the architectural styles are built in the same style as the environment in which Saint-Exupéry lived during his lifetime, and the contents of it, in addition to the book, are many things from the life and use of the sitting.

"I feel like I can save money, I'm almost done listening to the story, and it seems that I can stop buying the book." After watching the Q version of the characters and listening to the story narration of Amamiya Chiran's beautiful voice, Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.

"This book is originally intended for children, and the story is not very large." The girl nodded, approving with his decision.

This museum is much smaller than the Glass Forest Art Museum, and most of the Q version statues are not worth appreciating, so it is almost finished.

But it seems that there is also a raffle.

Aikawa Yuo and Amamiya Chiran stood in front of the machine, reading the contents of it.

With the ticket stub, you can draw a free lottery, if you want to draw again, it will cost 200 yen each time, and the prizes are a variety of ornaments, all of which are characters from "The Little Prince", such as the Little Prince, the snake, the fox, and the astronomer......

"President, I'm going to teach you a great way to have fun." Looking at this machine, Aikawa Yusheng was eager to try.

"What a method."

"When you come across something with probability, pick the one you want, and then draw it! You will have unparalleled happiness! ”

"So what do you want?" Amamiya Chiran looked at the prize examples on the display stand, "Little Prince? Or is it a hidden plane? ”

"I want this planet." Aikawa Yusheng's answer was not what the girl had guessed, he said, pointing to a prize.

It was a very ordinary 'planet', or a small plastic ball, about two centimeters in radius.

"Why this."

"Because this can not only be used as an ornament, but also as a roll." The reason is as simple and crude as that.

Cast the ticket stub in, twist the knob of the extraordinarily huge gacha machine, the machine was running, and in the roar, a gacha fell out.

In Amamiya Chiran's slightly surprised gaze, Aikawa Yusheng bowed to this gacha reverently.

It opens, and a rose stands inside.

"Damn, it failed to live up to my expectations!" The young man who was full of anticipation instantly lost the motivation to support him, and his whole person collapsed like a bone.

"Here you go." Amamiya Chiran handed her ticket stub to Aikawa Yuo.

"How can I deprive you of your chance, President."

After hesitating for a moment, Aikawa Yusheng did not take it, but took out a thousand yen bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the machine.

The fox, the little prince, the shrewd merchant, the lamplighter, the little prince.

The little prince, who should have been cherished, even had two, and as for the planet, the shadow could not be seen.

"I'm sorry to be long, I forgot to add, when you encounter this kind of probability, choose a thing, and then keep not winning, you will reap unparalleled sadness."

sighed, put away the five knick-knacks with a numb expression, and Aikawa Yusheng's voice did not contain the slightest emotion.

Amamiya Chiran looked at such Aikawa Yusheng with interest, with curiosity in his eyes, stepped forward and voted for the ticket stub himself.

"Wait, President, before you twist, you have to choose the one you want, so that you can have the fun of the lottery." Aikawa Yusheng reminded him by holding down her hand before Amamiya Chizome twisted the knob.

Amamiya Chiran looked at the two hands on the knob, or rather, at the big hand that covered her small hand.

"I'm sorry." Aikawa Yusheng changed the position so that his fingers would no longer touch the back of the girl's hand, "Which one do you want the most?" ”

Amamiya Chiran tilted her head slightly, looking at the prize display seriously, her expression and movements were very cute.

"Let's do it." She pointed to the little prince.

"Okay, then I wish you can't smoke like me." Withdrawing his hand, Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.

It was the first time that Chiran Amamiya had heard this kind of 'blessing' and turned her head to look at him, and with such a gaze, "cute" was further interpreted.

"Because it's rained, I want to tear up all other people's umbrellas, I'm so vicious, you won't be able to draw the little prince!" Aikawa Yusheng went his own way.

The knob turned, and a gacha rolled out of the exit.

The girl crouched down and opened the gacha.

It's not as light as it is.,Wonderful draw hidden or the little prince you want.,Maybe Amamiya Chiran's luck is not good.,It's another ornament.。

It's just an unremarkable planet.

Aikawa Yusheng's smile stopped, and he took out another one thousand yen.

King, Rose, Serpent, Astronomer, Little Prince.

"Gone, President, I agree with what you said, this world is actually really boring, and the last day of this training camp is also very boring." Without looking at the gachapon machine, Aikawa Yusheng took these things and left.

"Aikawa-san, do you want me to give you this planet?"

Amamiya Chiran, who was following behind, asked with the planet in her hand.

She suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a little smile in her voice.

"It doesn't make sense, I'm a person who hasn't watched "The Little Prince" at all, I don't have any attachment to these at all, what I want is simply the added value of 'drawing what I want'.

The value you give me is not there, oh, by the way, this little prince, I have too much, give you one. ”

The boy who was 'stolen from his soul' turned around and put the little prince on the palm of Amamiya Qianran, and turned back mechanically.

The back is inexplicably a little gloomy, miserable... It makes you want to laugh.

The little prince was just chosen by her, she didn't care if she would draw this, and even if she did, she wouldn't find it interesting.

But looking at the planet next to the little prince, and the bitter gourd face that was just born in Aikawa Yusheng.

Amamiya Chiran was sure she heard her own laughter.

It's more than a little more fun to be here than at home.

At least....

There are also some.

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