Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

"...Aha."

Liang Yiluo didn't expect Qingzi to be so sensitive, although she seemed to say it unintentionally, she guessed it right.

Liang Yiluo didn't answer the conversation, but just laughed dryly and passed away, and a piercing gaze came from the side, it was Youzhu's cold and stern gaze, it seemed that she had discovered something.

"As for the reward, you will know..."

Liangyi looked around and talked about him, but didn't continue to say anything.

Aoko Aozaki didn't take it seriously, she had already experienced the mysticism of the number one magician.

"Speaking of which, Chengzi seems to have made the final preparations. It seems that she is sure of victory. Next, it depends on your performance."

Liang Yiluo corrected the topic, and continued talking about Aoqi Chengzi's question.

'Then it's time for me to step in and fix this problem that has been bugging me for so long! '

Blinking his right eye, only a huge full moon remained!

Chapter 0072 The Witch's Fallen Heart

The deep winter is approaching, and the sky is covered with snowflakes...

The entire foreign-style building of Kuonji Temple has been covered by snow. This British classical building has completely turned into a castle in a fairy tale. The plants in the courtyard have disappeared. They are lurking deep underground, waiting for the next spring. Resuscitate again.

Small trees are covered with snow, like ice sculptures. In the courtyard, the university has covered the entire ground, and snowflakes are still falling from the sky from time to time.

Every step you take, you will leave your own mark. Here is the Kingdom of Snow, the witch's house in the snow.

It is covered in silver, and every time you breathe out, you will spit out cold moisture. In this kind of weather, even if you wear clothes that cover your whole body, your face will turn red from the cold, right?

But the people in the courtyard were only wearing a thin kimono, it was a crescent-white pure white yukata, tied with a black ribbon at the waist, little snowflakes were floating on his hair, and on the crescent-like kimono , he stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard, under the reflection of snowflakes, looming, like a lost snow fairy...

The figure of the boy was clearly standing there, but Yuzu Kuwonji could only see the hazy back. The difference in temperature caused a white mist to cover the glass of the sun room, and the white mist blocked his sight and blocked the snow field. gods in.

The girl subconsciously wiped the glass gently with her tender white hands, regardless of the coldness and water droplets on it, although this action made the glass more fancy, but she was finally able to see his figure...

The boy was sweeping the snow, his movements were very slow, more like dancing at the highest ball, every movement was so graceful that it was impossible to pick out the flaws...

The girl still remembers his complaint when he walked out of the house.

"Why are there no servants here! Cleaning the courtyard should be done by servants!"

Although he complained so much, he still walked out of the door of the house...

The speed was completely incomparable to the previous cleaning of the courtyard. The boy had been lingering in the courtyard for a long time, until it snowed again, and the gravel road he cleaned was once again covered with white...

Maybe the boy knew the snow was coming? Is that why you are sweeping the snow in a leisurely manner?

However, it has already snowed, why do you still do useless work there, why don't you go back to this room and drink warm black tea together? The girl thought faintly.

She gently poured tea for herself, and the strong fragrance came, but it was a little different from the tea in the past... This is brewed by the girl herself. Although there is a gap compared to the boy's skills, it is also a perfect etiquette... …

This is the girl's effort, for the boy's effort...

Obviously knowing that he will not be attacked by the cold, but looking at the thin clothes, standing in the snow, he will always worry about his body...

This is not the way a witch should think, caring about a person...

But the girl knew it clearly, but she couldn't stop her heart. Even if she is a witch, her whole body is filled with magic seals, her heart is no different from that of a human being...

The slender fingers gently brushed against her heart, the girl couldn't tell what it felt like...

However, the girl who dared to face it now had to admit that she cared about him and everything about him; she cared about him and everything about him...

The girl didn't know when she started to focus on his figure. Even if he chatted too much with her cohabitant, she would feel unhappy...

She knew that feeling, the original sin called jealousy...

Gently stroking the original book of magic in her arms, that is her future direction, the goal of her life, but this goal is also bestowed by him...

The witch never thought that in her 17 years of life, she would fall in love with someone...

'Is this how a mother feels when she confronts a father? '

Even though she knew that she was a witch, even if she knew that there was no future, but her mother smiled and married her father who was an ordinary person without hesitation, and lost her life in order to give birth to her who was also a witch; Father, even though he was seriously ill, still worked tirelessly for her life and growth. He came to Misaki City from far away England, and prayed to the Aozaki family who had some affection, hoping that they could protect him as a witch; After knowing that his father was seriously ill, he frantically looked up the materials in the library, only hoping to cure his father's illness with magic...

But magic is not absolute, absolute is 'magic'...

In the face of an irresistible disease, even magic is useless, I can only look at my father's thinning shadow...

But my father always has an encouraging and gentle smile, never complains because of pain, and is always silently caring for the girl named Alice (Youzhu)...

That kind of silent concern is too heavy, it is overwhelming...

The girl was licking her wound alone, and spent the rest of her life alone in the library of the mansion...

And the boy named Liangyiluo, the magician named Liangyiluo, met him just like that...

Obviously the first time they met was the end of being almost killed, and obviously they were just forced to have the right of residence at the beginning...

He obviously hated it at the beginning, but now, he has become his daily life, which can no longer be changed...

How could he not be able to perceive his silent concern, the kind of concern that seemed to be when her father was alive, always corroding her heart from time to time...

The figure of the father in my mind gradually merged with the figure in front of me, and the past and the present became more and more connected...

Just like the Oedipus plot mentioned by Freud, even if it is applied to the witch, it is enough to prove its correctness!

Kuonji Yuzu originally thought that as a witch, she would die alone all her life. She had no contact with the society, and she didn't believe that there would be any heterosexuality to enter her heart, but all of this was broken in front of the "magic"...

Under Liang Yiluo's spiritual attack, the thick heart barrier was shattered vulnerable... The witch who exposed her heart was terrified, but it also forced her to face her heart directly!

Yes, Kuonji Yuzu, the last fairy tale witch, the goblin who died on the edge of the world, her heart has already fallen...

Chapter 0073 That boy is mine!

Looking at the scenery in the courtyard, Jiuyuanji Youzhu unconsciously recalled the past time, when the courtyard was extremely prosperous, but comparing it now, it can only be described by the word poor...

But recently, the courtyard has been maintained and maintained again, and they have gradually returned to the past. It is all thanks to the magician who manipulated time. It is his time trick that makes the present and the past overlap...

Turning her head, she saw the cohabitant named Aozaki Aoko, who was staring at herself with interesting and narrow eyes...

Is it because you spend too long time wandering and staring?

But this time, Kuonji Yuzu met her eyes calmly...

There is no need to run away anymore...