I'm tired, break up

Nakano Sanjiu stood in front of the window sill, holding a small telescope in his hand.

She was quietly looking at the city below her feet.

It’s Saturday, it’s six o’clock in the afternoon, the sun hasn’t set yet, the streets are full of people, elderly couples are stepping on the setting sun and holding hands; beautiful girls in kimonos and teenagers walk with their heads down. approaching each other, lightly touching each other's fingers from time to time; children in colorful clothes run past their feet

There was a lot of traffic, as if the whole city had been mobilized.

After all, Chiba is an agricultural city, not a city that never sleeps like Tokyo. The Summer Fireworks Festival is a rare grand event for Chiba people, and no one wants to miss it.

Is that person in the crowd at your feet?Nakano Sanjiu couldn't help thinking.

She raised the small binoculars in her hand, and her gaze was cruising among the crowd. She began to pay attention to the men in dark kimonos in the crowd, secretly hoping to see an expressionless face at a certain moment.

At this moment, the sound of the floor-to-ceiling windows being pulled open sounded behind her, and someone came behind her.

Nakano Sanjiu turned her head and saw Nakano Wuyue standing behind her. At this time, she had already changed into the new maple-leaf red bathrobe. Her long red hair was rolled up, revealing her ears and delicate neck. Sanjiu looked her sister up and down. Noticing that Wuyue had already put on light makeup at some point, which added a little subtle charm to the originally soft and beautiful face.

Nakano Wuyue grabbed the skirt of the yukata with one hand, and the belt of the yukata with the other hand. She closed the French window with her shoulder against her shoulder like a thief, then turned around and asked Sanjiu for help in a low voice.

"Sanjiu, come and help me."

Nakano Sanjiu put down the binoculars in silence, she walked behind her sister, took the belt in Wuyue's hand, and pulled it back hard.

"Is this strength enough?" She asked softly.

"Hmm—it's a little tight." Wu Yue twisted her waist, and the girl pressed her hands on her stomach, patted it rather unwillingly, and then sighed. "Obviously I haven't eaten dinner for two days, why haven't I lost any weight?"

"Sanjiu, do you think Zhijun will like it?" She lowered her head and looked at her waist, asking worriedly.

"Don't worry." Nakano Sanjiu looked at her younger sister's side face, and comforted her softly, "No boy would hate a girl who tries hard to be beautiful for her own sake."

May blushed a little, she took a deep breath, puffed out her chest and drew in her abdomen.

"Sanjiu, let's do it again, I think it can be tightened up a bit."

"I see." Sanjiu nodded, and asked again: "Speaking of which, aren't you worried at all in May?"

"What are you worried about?" Nakano Wuyue turned her head in doubt.

Nakano Sanjiu turned her head in the direction of the living room, Nakano Wuyue looked in the direction she indicated, and saw the backs of Nakano Kazuka and Nakano Yotsuba, they were also helping Nino to tie her belt, the wicked Yika belt With Clover yelling, one two three one two three strangled Nino's face pale.

"Erno is looking for Zhi-kun." Sanjiu said calmly, "And I heard from Yotsuba that there are also a large group of girls waiting to search for him at Sobuko."

Nakano Wuyue pursed her lips and smiled, she shook her head slightly. "Don't worry, Sanjiu, Jun Zhi is ready, they won't find him."

Sanjiu Nakano was taken aback. "What's the meaning?"

"Because of this" Nakano Wuyue took out her mobile phone from her handbag, and she put the mobile phone on her right shoulder so that Sanjiu could see clearly.

Sanjiu blinked, and she leaned forward, on the screen was an email dated yesterday, with a simple exclamation mark on the sender column, it was specially made for someone by careful May Disguised remarks.

That day I will wear a white yukata and sky blue haori, and a fox mask with red eyes on my head, cute girl, can you find me?

Nakano Wuyue's face was red, and her hand holding the phone was trembling. Ever since she received this email yesterday morning, she has been imagining Zhijun's tone in her mind when she said this.As a result, as soon as she saw this email now, Fujiwara Yuki's faintly doting tone would automatically start to say something in her mind, and she fell into a terrible situation where she couldn't help being ashamed.

Sanjiu stared blankly at the mail in front of her, and after a long while, she couldn't hold back a sentence: "It's amazing."

In all fairness, this is just a simple cross-dressing strategy, which is a bit simple and plain compared to the complex and sophisticated strategies used by the Demon King in the past.

But Sanjiu Nakano trembled at this strategy from the bottom of his heart.

——If color is used to describe people, the color of Fujiwara Yuki should be as deep as night black.

This is the consensus of all the girls who have intersected with Fujiwara including Nakano Sanjiu.

In their hearts, the image of Fujiwara Yuki is infinitely close to those emperors of the thousand-year-old country. He should sit high in the deepest part of the towering palace where the sun can't shine, his face hidden behind the hanging crown, and every sentence he said His words carried an undeniable majesty.

Judging based on this impression, the image of the boy in white is completely isolated from Fujiwara Yuki, and no one will link these two things together.

At this time, Sanjiu Nakano even thought of what she did to search Fujiwara Yuki with a telescope on the windowsill just now—she had been looking for those men who wore dark kimonos or stood in corners that were not easy to be noticed, those who were elegantly dressed and attractive. All the men who attracted attention were ignored by her unconsciously.

——Those people are definitely not Fujiwara Yuki.

This is what she subconsciously thought just now.

Nakano Sanjiu can now fully imagine the situation of the fireworks display an hour later: when the eyes of those girls stayed in the dark corner and searched hard, Fujiwara Yuki, who was disguised as a boy in white clothes, swaggered past them, Nakano May, who is both ashamed and happy, is holding his arm

Couldn't the cold personality that the demon king displayed on weekdays also come from him?

Nakano Sanjiu thought about it carefully, and the more he read the email, the more he felt a sense of back-to-basics horror.

"Fujiwara Shita," Nakano Sanjiu couldn't help but said.

Hearing Fujiwara Yuki's name, Nakano Mayzuki's face changed slightly, she quickly raised her index finger and gave a "shh", then clasped her hands together, and begged softly, "Sanjiu, don't tell others."

Hearing this, Nakano Sanjiu fell silent. She glanced at the email again, kept the content firmly in her heart, then nodded seriously to her sister, and replied:

"Well, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Gancheng Brilliant Paradise, the central square.

Fujiwara Yuki, dressed in white, was leaning on the trunk of a cherry blossom tree, his face was covered with a red-eyed fox mask, and neatly folded feathers were in his arms.

If Ishiroyu saw the current Fujiwara Yuki, the girl would definitely try to sneak into the Fujiwara mansion, put away all of Fujiwara Yuki's black clothes, and then burn them clean.

Because Fujiwara Yuki who put on white clothes is almost two people compared to usual!

When he was dressed in black, he was a taciturn emperor, and his actions were so majestic that no one even wanted to look into those indifferent eyes; but the boy version of Fujiwara Yuki in white was like a snow-capped mountain under the sun, so cold that people would even have It feels like "holy", just looking at it makes people feel moved.

Facts have also proved that Fujiwara Yuki's cross-dressing strategy is indeed very effective.

Just one meter in front of him, the big puppet named "Song Mubing" was holding an electric horn, playing its roar to the surroundings in 360 degrees: "Run! Run! Let me run!" Open every corner of the amusement park that is not easy to find! That bastard will definitely appear in the amusement park today! Find him for me!"

Fujiwara Yuki felt the gaze of the big puppet sweep over him again, and blinked.

This is my No. 20 six conscious and active blinks today.

Fujiwara Yuki secretly remembered a number in his heart.

Considering the need to use a mask as a prop to hide his whereabouts this time, Fujiwara Yuki put the black-framed glasses that never leave his body at home, and bought a pair of dark black daily disposable color contact lenses at an optical shop to wear.

Yuki Fujiwara, who has never used this kind of product, felt a little uncomfortable with the feeling of the contact lens sticking to the cornea, but as long as he thought that he was acting for the person he liked, Sobu Gote Penguin had enough stamina to endure it.

At this time, Fujiwara Yuki suddenly moved his shoulders. He seemed to have sensed something, raised his hand to lift a corner of the mask, and turned his gaze to the west.

The noise came from far to near, and Fujiwara Yuki saw the crowd coming slowly, and the muffins who were loudly admonishing his colleagues trembled. He stuffed the horn in his hand into the puppet suit, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Seven long bells rang from the direction of the castle in the middle of the lake.

——The time is up, the audience enters the arena.

Fujiwara put on the mask again, and through the red eyes of the fox mask, he calmly watched the people coming and going in front of him, until the gentle call sounded behind him.

"Zhijun, is that you?"

Fujiwara stood up straight, turned his head and looked back.

The red-haired girl was standing not far behind him.

The girl was wearing a maple-leaf red bathrobe, her face was facing the sky, her hands were clasped in front of her chest, and the lovely red color spread from her face to her neckline. Obviously, she was in an extremely nervous and shy mood.

Looking at the girl with picturesque eyebrows in front of him, Fujiwara Yuki nodded slightly. He put on a haori, took two steps forward, and waved to the girl in front of him.

The white-clothed boy and the red-dressed girl left within ten seconds, and the three girls came out from behind the cherry blossom tree one after the other.

"Xiaoxue! Look! Someone has set up a stall here!"

Yuigahama Yui, who was in a high mood because she went out to visit the summer festival with her friends, cheered loudly. She stepped into the square first, and finally stopped in front of a toy stall.

"Wow! Koyuki! Little Iroha! Come and see this!" Yuigahama Yui picked up a blue ghost mask on the booth. She used the mask to cover her face, and raised her other hand, facing the slowly walking Yishishiyu and Yukinoshita showed their teeth and claws. "Wow! I'm Shuten-douji!"

"Be careful, Yuigahama-san." Yukinoshita Yukino said lightly, her yukata is lavender, and the pattern is also the calamus that symbolizes victory. "If you read the name of the monster casually, there is a possibility that the monster will come to you."

Yuigahama Yui paused, she took off the mask, and asked strangely: "Would a rational person like Xiaoxue be afraid of monsters?"

"If monsters don't exist, of course I won't be afraid." Yukinoshita Yukino replied.

Yuigahama Yui was stunned for a moment, she understood the subtext of her friend: Yukinoshita Yukino believes that there are monsters in this world.

If the person who said this was Miura Yuiko, Yuihama Yui would show a smile in cooperation, and then put her hands on her shoulders to pretend to be scared.But when Yukinoshita Yukino said that in such a serious tone, Miss Tuanzi only felt a chill on the back of her neck, and silently put the mask back in her hand.

"Have Yukinoshita-senpai seen a real monster?" Isseiyu turned her head and asked curiously. She was wearing a pure orange bathrobe without any patterns, which was extremely cute.

It's a pity that this girl doesn't know why she insists on wearing a dark black men's haori on her shoulders. The haori is old-fashioned and looks like it was snatched from her father. I can't afford such a wide coat, so it seems a bit nondescript.

"I haven't seen it before." Yukinoshita Yukino shook her head.

"Then why"

Yukinoshita Yukino turned her head and glanced at her, and asked softly with an inexplicable tone: "Isshiki-san, do you believe that there are things in this world that cannot be seen directly?"

Can't look directly?

Yishishiyu was stunned, and she immediately understood Yukinoshita Yukino's meaning - at that moment, a pair of indifferent eyes flashed across her mind, and those people who fainted in front of the scum seniors for no reason .

The girl was silent for a while, and finally raised her eyes to meet Yukino Yukino's eyes, and said softly, "I believe it."

Yuigahama Yui stood up, and she came between Isshiroba and Yukinoshita Yukino, looked left and right, her face was full of confusion, she didn't understand what kind of riddle her two friends were playing.

Something that can't be seen directly?what does that mean?There are too many things in this world that cannot be seen directly: the sun, flash bombs, Antarctic snow, high-speed flashing neon lights, and even strong flashlights

"That" Yui Bihama weakly raised his hand. "What are you two talking about?"

"It's not very pleasant, you don't have to worry about it, Yuigahama-san." Yukinoshita Yukino squatted down next to Yuigahama Yui, looking back and forth among the products in front of her, and finally stopped at a wooden sculpture in the shape of Mr. Pan superior.

"Do you know what's going on with that Yukinoshita-senpai?" Isshiki asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, my sister may know, but she never told me." She picked up the wood carving and looked it up carefully, and said softly, "But I think, since there are such things in this world, monsters It's not impossible to exist, right?"