The weeping is a pure piece of paper, from the inside out, from head to toe, pure white.

It is whiter than the snowfall in Yuzawa in winter.

This purity, but softer than the moonlight, never tries to affect anyone, only stands independently and beautifully, even the deep-minded villain will not be burned by this.

People who can see her side will definitely love her and get close to her because of this.

For the first time in her life, Fujiko Hoshino felt this shock, and she couldn't help but want to get closer to Cryoko, but in the end, she was awakened by Keisuke Ao's voice and stopped.

In the rain, her umbrella and the white umbrella of the weeping child are clearly distinguished.

"Good evening."

Keisuke Sei leaned over to look at Cryko, looking at her expression, discerning her demeanor at this time, and confirming that she had not gained the memories of the dream.

Compared with Hoshino's cold face, the slightest emotion of the cry will be undisguised on the little face in front of him.

"Are you looking for your cat?"

Cryo picks Yuki up and rubs her cheek against the cat's head and ears.

"No, I made it out to play with you."

"Really?"

Cryko pursed her lips and smiled: "I really want to raise a kitten, but they are always afraid of me, and only Yuki likes me." ”

"Because they're too stupid to understand what beauty is." Keisuke Aoi reached out and patted Weeko's head, and she immediately showed a cozy look like a kitten.

After introducing Hoshino, who came with him, to Waiko, Keisuke Aoi asked, "What are you sitting here for?" ”

"I don't know ......"

Weezi's little feet stepped on the water again, her head swayed left and right, and her silver-white hair swayed with it: "I don't know where I'm going." ”

She didn't know where she was wandering or how long she had been spending.

Every time I wake up in the rain, I walk alone without a goal.

Wait until the rain stops, then disappear without a trace, and fall into a deep sleep.

Never draw memories from time, nor are they stained with any color.

"Get up and come with us."

Now, Keisuke Aoi held out his hand to her.

Crying raised his little face and looked at the appearance of the three people one by one, a little moved and a little apprehensive.

"Why?" She asked.

"I want to help you find a home." Keisuke Aoi said calmly.

"Why?"

"Because I want to."

Because he wants to, he has to act, and because he doesn't want to, even if someone lives are waiting for him to save, he will look on coldly.

This is the consistent principle of Keisuke Ao, always believe in yourself, and always insist on being independent.

Cryko looked at Aoi Keisuke like this, and stood up a little awkwardly, her small palm grappling the handle of the umbrella, and the surface of the umbrella, which was divided into eight equal parts by the umbrella bones, slowly turned, and the water droplets on it rippled and slid down, cutting a subtle arc in mid-air.

"That's... So..."

She pressed her shoulders and cheeks against the handle, then tried to stretch out her snow lotus-like arms towards Keisuke Ao.

"Please hug me."

Aokeisuke paused when he heard this, and then without hesitation, he pressed her head and said, "At least walk by yourself." ”

Shiraishi and Hoshino couldn't help but stare at the back of Keisuke Aoike's head, they didn't expect him to refuse such a cute little girl.

"Huh~?"

Cry pouted, hugged Aoiko Keisuke's hand and pressed his head, felt the temperature above it belonged to humans, and laughed after a long time: "Aokeisuke, please help Aoko find a home!" ”

"Okay." Aokeisuke touched the soft and cool hair of the sob again.

Seeing the interaction between Keisuke Aoi and Cryko, Chizuru Shiraishi gradually eliminated her fear of Cryko and gave birth to the idea of research.

She really wanted to touch that shiny and beautiful hair.

"Where are we going?" Chizuru Shiraishi asked Keisuke Aoi.

Hoshino also looked at it when he heard this-according to Keisuke Ao's confession, the timing of the entry of the Osawa Mountain Pure Domain should be two days later.

"Hmm......" Keisuke Aoi looked down at the wee, and suddenly had an idea: "Let's have supper, shall we?" ”

"Supper?" Cry didn't understand.

"Are you hungry?"

"I don't know......" she shook her head, not understanding what hunger was.

"What about you?" Keisuke Aoi asked Shiraishi and Hoshino.

Shiraishi was not hungry, but he raised his hand to signal +1.

Hoshino looked at the wee, his cold face did not hesitate, and he nodded directly and said, "If it's just udon." ”

"Meow !!" Yuki really hasn't cooked for a day.

Weeko's pure eyes looked at Yuki, at Shiraishi, turned her head to look at Hoshino again, and finally carefully hugged Keisuke Aoike's fingers, squinted her eyes and laughed. 33

Although she didn't understand the name of this strange feeling, she was sincerely happy.

As the group walks on a rainy night with umbrellas, Shiraishi and Hoshino begin to try to talk to Usko.

The level of talking to others is actually a little clumsy, but the seriousness of jumping out one word after another makes this clumsiness look particularly cute.

Hoshino wants to be close to Cryoko, and wants to explore the clear lake in Cryoko's heart more.

She had already learned a lot of information about Weeko with the help of Keisuke's inner words, but at this moment, these realities were no longer important to her.

Only the existence of the weeping son itself is meaningful to her.

Cry, wee, wee......

It is the most precious wonder in this world!

She wanted to reach out and touch the sob, but she was afraid of rejection, and she inexplicably became clumsy and sluggish, and she didn't know what to do.

This feeling was the first time for her.

Until she arrived at the noodle shop, she couldn't take a single step forward.

"That's it."

Keisuke Aoi looked a little complacent as he showed off the information he had searched for on the review app.

The name of the shop is a bright yellow light strip around the sign, and the store also has a warm light that shines through the rainwater and stagnant water.

The shop was left open for the entire street, and only the street lights were still flickering, and the scent wafted out through the cracks in the door, and the smell of late night came from the street.

There are still customers in the store, and you can faintly hear the shouting and shouting.

Shiraishi hid in the canopy under the door of the store, and couldn't wait to let out an "ah", already tired of the damp rain and soaked shoes and socks.

She shook the rain off her umbrella and placed it on the umbrella stand at the door.

"Can Ichiko come into the store?" She asked curiously.

You must know that even if Cry Zi looks harmless to humans and animals, it is also a very terrifying spiritual existence, and she almost collapsed at a glance.

"It's fine."

Keisuke Aoi smiled: "Perception is easily influenced and confused, and when we consciously make mistakes, we can use false facts to cover up reality. ”

Especially for ordinary people, their perception is often even more barren and weak without spiritual protection.

Just like when he left Tsuruyu, it was not directly affecting the memories of the guests in the hotel, but confusing their perceptions, creating mistakes, and covering up his existence.

Now he can also make a false layer of false clothing and wrap it around the weeping son.

"Cry, don't resist next, huh...... Can the umbrella be lowered? No way? Forget it, it doesn't matter. ”

Keisuke Aoi wielded his spirituality and cast spells, incorporating esoteric spells into the surroundings of Weeko's body to form a complex set of secret rituals.

If Cryko was just an ordinary person, Keisuke Aoi could have waved it at will, but just avoiding the deep spirituality of Cryoko's body would cost him a lot of attention.

Fortunately, it is nothing more than something that requires a little more effort.

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