It was a clear morning in April, surrounded by the fragrance of cherry blossoms.
The girl faced the warm sunshine, swaying her knee-length white skirt, and walked quickly down the stone steps.
She let the spring breeze blow her long orange hair, and her clear and moving eyes contained a kind of destined beauty. There was always a soft smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was hinting that good things were about to come.
At this moment, some kind of romantic and warm possibility quietly struck, gently knocking Fujiwara Izaya's heart.
In his sight, Asuka Kasahara came down the steps in a pair of white shoes. Her steps were not big, but she was full of youthful vitality.
Dressed as fashionable, she wore a cream-yellow long-sleeved shirt, revealing her thin white neck, and the metal earrings hanging from her earlobes were sparkling.
Her posture was natural and elegant, and her beautiful appearance blended in with the falling petals. But when she walked straight in front of her, Fujiwara Izaya stretched out his hand forward almost reflexively, wanting to greet her.
However……
Asuka Kasahara stopped.
Three steps higher than Fujiwara Izaya, she covered her long orange hair blown by the wind with one hand, and gently pressed down the hem of her skirt with her other hand, her eyes falling on his hand.
"Senior stretched out his hand so long..." She tilted her head at a cute angle, her voice pure and lazy, "Answer me honestly, is this move intended to hold Asuka's hand?"
Fujiwara Izaya took his hand back and returned the hat to her with the other hand: "That's the plan."
"Why do you want to hold Asuka's hand?" Kasahara Asuka put on her hat gracefully.
"The environment is in place, so it's natural to have this idea." Fujiwara Izaya said calmly, "On a sunny morning in April, if you meet a 100% girl, surrounded by the fragrance of cherry blossoms, the two may pass by each other.
However, maybe I will find a romantic cafe to drink coffee. Destiny favors the former, and I personally prefer the latter.”
"One hundred percent girl?"
Asuka Kasahara thought about this word for a moment and blinked at Fujiwara Izaya several times.
"It's so early in the morning, you're complimenting me like this," she put her index finger against her chin and said while thinking, "Senior, maybe you have some intention..."
This slow way of speaking, coupled with the cute and cunning smile on her lips, Fujiwara Izaya had a premonition that she was going to get stuck again.
Sure enough, in the next second, Asuka Kasahara protected her chest with both hands, jumped back a little farther, and said warily: "Senior, don't you want to take the opportunity to attack me again? I'm sorry, this is too straightforward. We have just met, and we haven't cultivated it yet.
When it comes to feelings, senior is too frivolous and I can't accept it!"
"..."
Fujiwara Izaya walked around her without saying a word and walked back to the shrine.
"Senior, wait for Asuka!" Kasahara Asuka applied it like a dog-skin plaster, as if she had completely forgotten that she had just sent a card to Fujiwara Izaya, and her expression was not awkward at all.
She especially liked teasing Fujiwara Izaya like this.
I always feel that...this senior who looks dull on the outside must not be simple on the inside.
It would be great if the impure side of his heart could be brought out... Kasahara Asuka secretly laughed, thinking that being young has an advantage. If it were her sister, she would definitely not be able to use this.
trick.
The two of them walked side by side on the shrine, and the dilapidated shrine courtyard came into view.
There are words engraved on the plaque of the torii gate.
【Asakusa Shrine】
The writing has lost its paint color, and the corners have been severely eroded by wind and rain. If you don't look carefully, you can't even make out what the writing is.
After passing the torii gate, we walked into the courtyard.
It occupies an area much larger than a standard football field, and is surrounded by ruins buried by weeds. The only intact building is the worship hall whose exterior walls are covered with vines.
Through the open door of the worship shop, you can see the unknown statue enshrined inside. The statue is spotless, which is in sharp contrast to the Pocai Shrine.
Standing blankly in the bright spring light, looking at the deserted and lonely scene, this contrast made Kasahara Asuka silent for a long time.
"What are you doing here?" Fujiwara Izaya sat down on a big rock among the weeds.
The spring breeze blew by, and the dense weeds slightly lowered their waists, making a pleasant rustling sound. Under his feet, only half of the former stone statue of the Komon Dog remained, and a blue-purple platycodon flower swayed in the wind.
Trembling, beautiful and sad.
Asuka Kasahara came back to her senses in the spring breeze, and her expression became rarely serious. After taking a deep breath, she said: "I'm a little emotional. Decades ago, there were many young and girls with amazing talents practicing spells here, everywhere.
It’s all laughter.”
"How do you know?" Fujiwara Izaya asked funnyly.
"My sister told me." Kasahara Asuka naturally crossed her arms and smiled faintly: "The glory and beauty of the past no longer exist. The laughter and laughter have gone nowhere, leaving only a deserted and dilapidated courtyard and a
A lonely little priest."
"I think this is pretty good." Fujiwara Izaya put his hands neatly on his knees and quietly looked at the world left to him by his mother in the light.
Kasahara Asuka, who had been staring at him, felt that her senior was as beautiful as a glass ornament in the soft morning light.
"Where's the good?"
She asked back, then put her hands on her hips, leaned forward and bent down to Fujiwara Izaya and said, "Senior, are you pretending to be stupid or are you really innocent? You don't understand what he's implying at all!"
"Well……"
Fujiwara Izaya really didn't understand what she just hinted at.
"Really, what are you talking about?" Asuka Kasahara leaned forward, as if she wanted to tell a secret, and whispered in his ear: "The weather is so nice today, why don't you go shopping with Asuka-"
The sweet citrus fragrance entered the nose, and the girl's gentle exhalation teased the earlobes. Fujiwara Izaya felt a little itchy and couldn't help leaning back to avoid it. He complained with an unkind expression: "Please, my ears are itchy. Don't do this next time!"
"Wood wood!"
Kasahara Asuka puffed out her cheeks and scolded him, then ran into the worship hall on her white shoes.
"Hey, wait a minute, that's my house!" Fujiwara Izaya stood up and chased after him, "You haven't said what's wrong with you, don't act like you know me very well!"
"Are you hungry?" Kasahara Asuka answered the question.
Fujiwara Izaya nodded: "I'm hungry."
"Go get Asuka something to eat~~"
"Don't do this!"
"Senior~~"
"Don't call me senior!"
"Senior, senior, senior, senior——"
Fujiwara Izaya glared at her angrily and raised his voice slightly: "Do you know what happened to the last repeater I encountered?"
"Is Asuka as cute as the last one?" Kasahara Asuka answered the question again.
"Not half as good as you." Fujiwara Izaya answered honestly.
Although the impression given by the school girl is a bit frivolous, she is indeed a beautiful girl in her prime of life... For example, her dress today is very fashionable, with light and natural makeup, her skirt is no longer than her knees, and her long-sleeved top
The cuffs slightly cover the wrists, and the gap in the collar will reveal the white and delicate collarbone from time to time.
Fujiwara Izaya, who took a lot of effort to look away from her collarbone, had to admit that she was really beautiful.
"Since Asuka is very cute, please trouble me, senior, to feed her today!" Asuka Kasahara's eyes flashed with a teasing smile, and she turned around lightly and walked towards the corridor leading to the backyard, her long swaying orange hair flying.