Sonoko Ozawa and Oda Kitazawa knelt in front of the shrine, motionless, like a pair of stone statues.

Fujiko Hoshino tried to see what was in the shrine, but the main body of dusk was still too dazzling.

Sour tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, as if even her hair was about to be burned by the residual heat.

At some point, those pitch-black figures had stopped moving, silently surrounding the shrine, like tombstones, casting a cruel gaze at Hoshino, and she began to fly uncontrollably towards the sky.

It wasn't until a hand pressed her shoulder that Hoshino suddenly stopped, and then fell down.

The barren mountain below her also crumbled, and she was wrapped in darkness mixed with earth and stones, and all that was felt was the warm hand on her shoulder.

Relying on that little warmth, when she came back to her senses, she found that she had returned to reality, she was standing in the backyard of her room, her loose yukata had been soaked by the rain, and her body was cold.

But now the rain can no longer touch itself.

"President, are you still in the mood for rain so late?" Keisuke Ao's teasing and annoying voice sounded behind him.

Knowing that she had just lost consciousness and was out of control, she still had to say such things!

But the palm on her shoulder was very warm, constantly dispelling the cold in her body.

Hoshino tightened his clothes and covered his chest with his arms, and when he was thinking about how to answer Keisuke Aoi, he suddenly couldn't help but let out a cute sneeze.

“……”

"Do you need a drying service?" Keisuke Aoi raised an eyebrow.

"No, I'm going back to my room."

Hoshino didn't look back, not wanting to completely expose his embarrassed appearance in front of Keisuke Aoi.

"Ah......h

Keisuke Aoi let go of his hand, and the pouring rain immediately enveloped Hoshino's body again.

"That's right."

Keisuke Ao's tone was relaxed, but before Hoshino could read his true thoughts, he suddenly hugged her directly.

"Ahh Hoshino exclaimed, a brief moment of panic and confusion on his pale face.

But soon, she asked Keisuke Aoi to put her down.

"Obviously, my legs are so cold that I can't move, president, don't talk to me at this time, send you back to the room, and I'll put it down."

Hoshino covered her soaked yukata, plain white forearms and slender hands, a little dazzling, she pursed her lips, lowered her head and stopped talking.

Aoi Keisuke smiled, using his spirituality to induce heat and dry the rain from Hoshino's body, so that she would not continue to worry about the problem of walking away.

"What's going on this time?" He asked as he shifted the subject.

"I had a dream, and it was the lake I saw in the afternoon." Hoshino gave a rough account of what he saw, as well as Sonoko Ozawa and Oda Kitazawa, who were in strange states.

"Sounds like a sacrificial ritual." Keisuke Aoi put Hoshino at the bathroom door of her room and told her to go inside to take a new bath while he stood guard outside.

"You ......"

Hoshino does want to take a dip in the hot springs now, but hesitant not to let Keisuke Aoi stay in his room.

Keisuke Aoi rolled his eyes when he saw this, he didn't have thoughts about other people's fiancées.

"Don't worry, President, if I want to attack you, you lost your virginity last night."

In this era, the word "loss of virginity" is still used?

But this tone seems to be unexpectedly even more shy......

Hoshino's straight legs shrunk and clamped tightly on the light fabric of the yukata.

She barely managed to hold on to her cold face and pointed in the direction of the outer hall: "You go outside." ”

The implication is that I believe in the safety of Keisuke Aoi.

"Okay, okay."

Aokeisuke shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, and he didn't have to look back, after all, Hoshino's shy appearance really made people can't help but think of teasing.

While waiting outside, Keisuke Aoi recalled Hoshino's description, suddenly got up and flipped out the restored newspaper, and read the report in its entirety, including the time and location of the flash flood, all of which he wrote down.

This may have something to do with the sacrifice.

In about half an hour, Hoshino changed into a new yukata and walked out of the bedroom.

Aoi Keisuke glanced at her, and the girl's re-rosy cheeks added some love at this time, a look that is usually difficult to see from Hoshino's face.

He retracted his gaze and asked with a smile, "Do you still sleep at night, president?" Do I have to keep watch outside all the time? ”

"No, you can go back."

Looking at her like this, she didn't plan to sleep in the second half of the night.

"Okay, good night then."

Keisuke Aoi yawned deliberately and got up and went out.

Hoshino lowered his gaze, a rare feeling of embarrassment.

She slowly looked up and saw the newspaper spread out by Keisuke Aoi on the low table, trying to divert her attention, but she couldn't read the lead letters on it.

After a long time, she turned on the light in her room, took out a book, and read it silently.

The rain continued to rain until the second half of the night.

When it was getting dark, Hoshino got up and walked into the backyard, where there was a permeable brick path, and now the surface was basically dry.

The brick surface is carved with the logo of Tsuruyu, and it zigzags to Keisuke's room next door.

The early morning in the mountains had a feeling of autumn, Hoshino subconsciously sighed at his cold hands, the plants in the yard were moist and green, and after a night of heavy rain, he became more and more energetic.

The sky in the distance gradually brightened, gradually changing from a deep blue to an orange-red, and the clouds in the shape of fish scales were also dyed red.

Fujiko Hoshino sighed subconsciously again.

This view must be even more beautiful if you look at it from the observation deck, right?

But she has become accustomed to the quiet appreciation of a person.

"Yo, President, did you wake up early?"

Before the sun rose, Keisuke Aoi was sitting on the eaves of the second floor with two bottles of hot coffee he had just bought from the drink machine in his arms, and his handsome face was already illuminated by the sun, and Hoshino couldn't help but be attracted to him when he looked at him.

Before she could speak, Keisuke Aoi asked happily:

"Would you like coffee?"

Why do you want to show up at such a time?

Hoshino looked up at him, stunned.

Is it just a bad taste?

She doesn't seem to be able to fully understand Keisuke Aoi as a person just by reading minds.

"Thank you."

She reached out as if to grasp something.

Keisuke Aoi threw the coffee into her hand with precision, but Hoshino didn't catch it and ended up smashing it on her forehead.

Keisuke Ao: "......"

The sun began to rise, and the golden sunlight gradually sprinkled the earth, and Keisuke Ao's body was bathed in light, but there was no way to remove Hoshino's cold gaze at this time.

"Oh, why didn't the president even hold this?"

Aoi Keisuke jumped into the courtyard on Hoshino's side, stuffed the coffee he had prepared for himself back into Hoshino's hand, and then quickly picked up the "murder weapon" on the ground and fled.

Hoshino touched the smashed forehead with his left hand, and then covered his mouth hard to keep the smile from being revealed.

Some people died, but not completely......