113. Clear sky because it rained with her
Lips touch and lips part.
Aikawa Yusheng can clearly see himself in the other party's pupils, his smile is bright, and he still has the taste of a witch-sama on his lips.
He stretched out his hand, and the arc moon mirror Xue subconsciously closed his eyes, but only plucked the petals that fell from her hair.
"This headdress doesn't look good."
"Click."
Aikawa Yusheng crushed the petals in his palm with his hand, flipped his wrist, and the second rose appeared in his hand, and when he lifted it, the witch-sama lowered her head slightly, and let the other party insert the rose into her hair like a hairpin.
"This headdress looks good." Aikawa Yusheng nodded with satisfaction, "How about it, three magic tricks in a row, are they powerful." β
Actually, the second one can only be regarded as a "trap", and the first and third are all the same, but they take advantage of the difference in sight to quickly pull out the roses from the cuffs, and they can be changed twice because there is one hidden in the left and right cuffs.
It was learned by Aikawa Yusheng last night, and he wanted to make it more difficult, but time and conditions did not allow it.
"Why are they still fake flowers?"
The arc moon mirror Xue Xia picked up the rose that he handed over to him for the first time, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, frowned slightly, kneaded and felt the texture of the petals, and then suddenly realized:
"I see, you're implying that 'your love for me is false,' it must be so!"
"If it was a real flower, it would have been crushed in my cuffs a long time ago, and the magic props would not have understood." Aikawa Yusheng ruthlessly flicked the forehead of the shrine maiden.
Because the fair skin is too delicate, a light red mark soon appears.
"It hurts!" The arc moon mirror covered his forehead, hugged his chest and turned his face, and looked at Aikawa Yusheng with a dissatisfied look.
"You haven't said I've become magician?"
"Shhhh The arc moon mirror pouted under the snow, and showed the roses in his hand to Aikawa Yusheng, "Look, it's a fake flower." β
Then the shrine maiden put the fake flower behind her, and then brought it to her, and handed it to Aikawa Yusheng.
It has a faint floral scent, and there is still dew between the petals - it has become a real flower.
"Isn't it much better than yours?"
β.......β
"Can you please explain the process of this magic change?" Aikawa asked with a smile.
Some people use magic in the name of magic, when he is stupid?
"If you let the magician reveal his magic, don't you just ask the warrior to put down his gun, the chef to give up his spatula, and the moon mirror to discard Aikawa Yusheng under the snow...... Absolutely not. β
"You're awesome, then." Aikawa Yusheng's perfunctory applause, and then under the gaze that gradually condensed under the snow of the arc moon mirror, it became enthusiastic.
"Let's go to the main hall."
"Don't you clean up the petals, these are real petals." Aikawa Yusheng stood up and looked at the petals on the ground.
As the words fell, the air flow froze into substance, rolling up and flying all the petals, and finally each petal flew back into the original bag.
"I soaked in rose petals in the evening bath."
β
"Qixi Festival, I still want you to deal with official business here, do you have any humanity in your shrine, you haven't seen it for a hundred years, and together with the times, you are moving closer to the direction of capitalists?"
Walking to the main hall, the upper cherry blossom sky wind was no longer there, and the arc moon mirror Xue Xia sat on the main seat, and conjured a stack of documents out of thin air, but the style of these documents was more secretive and the differences were greater.
Aikawa Yusheng lay on the tatami mat next to him, playing with the real roses that he had conjured up under the snow in the arc moon mirror.
Pluck a petal and put it on your mouth and blow it upwards to see where it flies.
"Who knows?" The arc moon mirror shrugged his shoulders, his left elbow on the table, his palm dragging his cheek, and the other hand held a "brush", hovering around his fingertips.
The documents in front of her will turn the pages by themselves, and sometimes the shrine maiden will turn her attention to Aikawa Yusheng's body, control the petals that fly out, and then "smash" back into Aikawa Yusheng's face.
If you calculate the efficiency, you will find that the speed of processing a file under the snow of the arc moon mirror, Kamakura Sky Wind can process ten, which is only one-tenth of that of an apprentice.
It is true that the blue is better than the blue, and Aikawa Yusheng is extremely optimistic about the future of the Sakura Sky Wind, and it will definitely be better than the Qingming Shrine managed by the arc moon mirror snow.
"If the Cowherd and Weaver Girl can't see you, they will definitely feel pity."
"It's a pity for them to go, I didn't interrupt the magpie bridge where they met, it's already very friendly." Arc Moon Mirror Yukishita said with a smile, and then looked at Aikawa Yusheng:
"Do you still believe this? This is just the product of the imagination of ordinary people to express their emotions and desires. β
"I'm not like you, I'm just an ordinary person who is powerless, and among the "those" in your mouth, I am not a magician who can turn fake flowers into real flowers."
The petals have been plucked, and only a bare stem remains, Aikawa Yusheng learned the appearance of the arc moon mirror under the snow, and turned it in his hand, but he couldn't turn it at all, so he gave up, sat up a little straight, and said:
"But 'those ordinary people' are really powerful," Aikawa Yusheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket and looked at the fluorescent lamp above his head, "In more than a hundred years, so many high-tech have been invented, and these things cannot be created for a hundred or a thousand years if I become stronger." β
"To be honest, it's the first time I've known about the concept of 'universe', and even when we went to heaven before, we were only in the troposphere, and we didn't go to the stratosphere, right?"
"You suddenly said these two words, which made me a little dramatic." The arc moon mirror snow rolled her eyes.
"The troposphere, which is about 0 to 7-12 kilos, is the closest atmosphere to the ground....... "Aikawa said complacently.
"I know!"
"Okay, arc moon mirror, please tell me the concept of stratosphere."
β.......β
"Oh, I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm not approved for this fund, forget it, I'm in a bad mood, I won't give a penny." Mikoma-sama's attention returned to the document.
"Hahaha-" Aikawa Yusheng laughed uncontrollably, and there was even an echo in the empty main hall.
"You said that you can swim in the Mingchuan exam, I will never believe it now, the stratosphere is about 7-12k50-65k, you know?"
The Arc Moon Mirror is busy under the snow, so there is no time to answer, her current speed, the upper Sakura Sky Wind is only five times that of her, and she has made great progress.
"But," Aikawa Yusheng sighed, looked straight at the ceiling, and whispered, "It's been a long time since I've been to the sky." β
I know my strength and level, but because of [time], I can only do nothing, even if it is the character of Aikawa Yusheng, I occasionally feel helpless.
"It's decided! Take a chance to take a plane ride and experience this novelty, and by the way, reminisce about what it feels like to be above the clouds. Aikawa Yusheng clenched his fists and clapped his hands, with some anticipation, and his mood became happy again.
Regarding his emotions, he has been quick to adjust.
"Do you know," Arc Moon Mirror Xue turned his head, hugged his chest dissatisfiedly, and frowned slightly, "I'm also strong?" β
"I just want to fly, I'm not the arc moon mirror you just met hundreds of years ago, I don't need you to pull me to fly anymore, I can also fly with people!"
Before finishing the official business, the shrine maiden-sama then threw it on the table, and under the gaze of Aikawa Yusheng, she walked over and grabbed his hand.
The body gradually became lighter, and under the dominance of the shrine maiden, the two of them floated towards the window.
"Fly now, so suddenly." Aikawa asked with a smile.
"It's so sudden." Pushing open the window, the two men flew straight up.
The whole picture of the Seijeong Shrine is gradually revealed in the eyes of Aikawa Yusheng, because it is a weekday, there are not many tourists who come to visit the worship, and the sporadic tourists continue to rise, and gradually turn into a vague point.
There are still remnants of airplane clouds in the sky, and if there happen to be airplanes at this time, how interesting it would be, probably it will become news?
"You can fly that high now."
"You really still underestimate me, you took me to the clouds to play before, and I can do it today!" The shrine maiden's cheeks bulge like a hamster stealing food, and her skin is so tender that you worry that if you poke it, your cheeks will explode.
The height is getting higher and higher, and even the flying bird that should be looking up is also below the two people at this moment.
The white clouds are gradually becoming palpable.
Finally, the two of them reached the thickest clouds above the Imperial Palace.
With a wave of his hand under the arc moon mirror snow, the dazzling sunlight disappeared, and the blue sky was extremely clear, the vast indigo blue filled the sky and the earth, and the clouds floated like a sea under his feet.
It seems to be at the beginning of the world, the origin of everything.
"This kind of scene should be my princess flying up with you in her arms." Looking around at the picture he hadn't seen for a long time, Aikawa Yusheng chuckled.
"Oh, you're satisfied." The shrine maiden nodded, wrapped her arms around Aikawa Yusheng's neck, and stomped her feet into the void, and the whole person flew upward.
Aikawa Yusheng took her into his arms and bowed his head with satisfaction, "Yes, it should be like this." β
Gently kicking his legs, he flew forward under the snow with the arc moon mirror, and after reaching the center of the clouds, Aikawa Yusheng signaled to the witch in his arms: "Turn the clouds into something that can be stepped on." β
If you don't cast a spell, you will miss if you step on it.
Falling from thousands of meters in the air to the ground, there is no need for magic to buffer this kind of thing, Aikawa Yusheng has not tried it, it must be more serious than breaking the skin, and it is very likely to be injured.
There will be at least a few days and a half months to recover, and the consequences are too serious, and Aikawa Yusheng is unwilling.
"Alright." The halo flowed, like a witch who was about to fall asleep, and in Aikawa Yusheng's arms, she yawned and said.
Aikawa Yusheng sat on the clouds, and the arc moon mirror snow adjusted his posture and changed to sit sideways on his lap.
Grabbing a handful of clouds, she waved her hand slightly, and it dissipated into mist, and with a wave of her hand, the clouds gathered into a wide bed, and she lay down.
Aikawa Yusheng pinched out a cloud ball and smashed it into her face, but unfortunately before it could touch it, it dispersed into a cloud of mist in advance.
"Childish, not naΓ―ve." A cloud appeared, covering her, and then, in the distance, a cloud turret rose in the distance, the muzzle of the cannon pointed straight towards Aikawa Yusheng.
"Huh-" Arc Moon Mirror squinted her eyes with a smile, and this onomatopoeia came out of her mouth.
Before she could make a sound, a real cloud ball would gush out of the muzzle of the cannon and "hit" Aikawa Yusheng's face fiercely.
It's completely the home of the arc moon mirror under the snow.
Aikawa Yusheng was sad and indignant: "No, I want to play like this too, you forced me to use magic, right?" β
The witch-sama closed her eyes a little lazily, hugged Aikawa Yusheng's hands with both hands and pressed them on her chest, and before he could continue to feel the beautiful touch, she let go of her hand:
"It's time to play."
Aikawa Yusheng touched the clouds again, and there would be no more such situation as before.
"I'm kind of tempted to sleep for a while, you play slowly." She removed her ass from Aikawa Yusheng's legs and lay down completely on the clouds, where the area sank and completely wrapped her body.
Adjusted his posture a few times, but he never found a suitable one, and the arc moon mirror frowned.
Aikawa reached over with his left hand and placed it next to her chin.
The hand was hugged instantly, the frowning brow was also stretched happily, and with a comfortable smile, the arc moon mirror Yushita rubbed the back of Aikawa Yusheng's hand with his cheek.
Sitting on the clouds, Aikawa Yusheng, who had only one hand, began to entertain himself.
......
There was a movement in his left hand, and the arc moon mirror Yukishita hugged him from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder and his cheek against his ear.
"Awake?"
"Almost, what are you doing?"
"Sculpture." Aikawa Yusheng was holding a cloud carving knife in his right hand, and in front of him, there were two cloud villains.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she saw clearly the appearance of the two villains under the arc moon mirror, and she sighed: "I only have one request, you must not say that one of the two people you pinched is me." β
"First of all, it's a sculpture, it's a work of art, it's not pinched. Secondly, is it really so heartless? "Pinch .... The carving was himself and her Aikawa Yusheng, and asked unwillingly.
"I'd like to say that these two things are human beings, and it's already a sign of loving you very much." Arc Moon Mirror Snow back with a smile.
"What's not like it? This hair, this eye, this ......."
The cloud turret that did not disappear shoots out cloud balls and scatters the villain.
"It's comfortable not to see this guy who looks like me in your eyes." The arc moon mirror patted the dust on his hands under the snow, smiled happily, and stretched out his hand to gather the clouds: "I'll make a really decent one for you." β
β.......β
"Although, it is "me" that you have scattered, and this is "you", which is still there." Blinking quickly, Aikawa Yusheng said.
β......β
The expression under the snow of the arc moon mirror froze.
Although he was on guard, because the speed of the cloud ball was too fast, Aikawa Yusheng didn't even protect his last work.
"Okay, I'm pinching, it doesn't look like you." The arc moon mirror displays her work under the snow.
"Aren't you just a ball?"
"It's just a stupid."
βοΌβ
"Look at my work, "Stupid Pig", what is the evaluation?"
"Hmm, can you take a good look at what a pig looks like? It's an animal, not a monster-shaped thing in your hand! β
"Then why don't I change the name of the work to "Stupid Monster Pig"?"
......
"Here's to you, my new work."
"I don't want it."
"Then I'll lose the ring."
"You dare!"
The arc moon mirror Xue Xia turned his head and snatched the cloud ring from Aikawa Yusheng's hand and put it on his ring finger.
"The thickness is uneven, and the quality is poor."
"Then I'll try a few more."
"No, the first one is the best, even if it's unintentional, I like it."
The arc moon mirror rubbed the cloud ring under the snow, the light flowed, and there was more texture on the ring.
It's so cute.
Looking at the face of the smiling shrine maiden who stroked the ring, Aikawa Yusheng thought.
"It's nothing, it's perfunctory." Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.
"It's up to you." The Arc Moon Mirror nodded and looked up at him.
It's a natural way to get closer.
Above the clouds, there is a sweet and sweet taste.
β
"Tick."
"Tick."
The roof of the Imperial Palace has a few more dark dots.
Is it raining?
The sky was clear.
"Tick."
"Tick."
"Tick."
More and more "rain" fell from the white clouds that should not rain onto the rooftops, making a crisp sound.
It's raining.
In this magical world, during the Qixi Festival, it should be acceptable for local sun and rain to appear in the sky.
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