On the last day of the Cold Moon (Black Rain Moon), the last black rain drifted in the sky. For these three days, Boom and Rikka stayed at home, neither choosing to go out nor taking any action.
However, after dinner, Rikka put away the plates early, and then walked towards Boom with a strange expression. The latter was sitting on the bed, with mini fireballs dancing on his fingertips.
"Is something wrong?" Boom asked while controlling the small fireballs.
"No, I just want to go out for a walk. Can my brother accompany me?" Rikka whispered.
"The black rain will end tomorrow, can't we go out then?" Boom waved his hand to disperse the spell and asked again.
"But I just want to go out today. It's rare that there are not many people on the street now." Rikka lowered her head and replied softly.
Black rain is a unique celestial phenomenon in the ancient continent. Legend has it that it is the devil's tears. Although it does not bring disease, it can pollute the soul.
No one knows when this saying began to spread. But to this day, people still follow this custom. They strive not to touch or be exposed to black rain as much as possible, so as not to bring disaster to themselves and their families.
Two animal skin umbrellas blocked the falling black rain. Boom and Rikka quietly walked out of the courtyard wearing mother-in-law masks. But Boom was a little surprised, because Rikka seemed very excited today and even walked up to him at this time.
Front.
He didn't ask, and just followed the other person, because Boom was very curious about where Rikka's destination was. However, what made him dumbfounded was that it seemed that the two people's traveling routes happened to overlap with his own memory.
The bumpy road is so familiar, and the narrow and dark alleys seem to have never changed. The sky was also raining black at that time, but the old dome has become the girl beside me.
This is the place where Boom and Rikka met for the first time, and it was the turning point of Boom's fate. Rikka stopped, turned around, smiled and winked.
"Brother, we have been together for a whole year, but we don't know when your birthday is." Rikka asked, her voice dreamy.
"I don't know." Boom was stunned when he heard this, but then frowned. He is an orphan, how could he know his birthday.
"But my birthday is today. According to human terms, I can make a wish, right?" Rikka smiled even more and asked softly.
"Yes, yes, what exactly do you want to say?" Boom's face became even more confused.
The two animal skin umbrellas moved again, and not long after, the two got into the wooden house. Under Boom's different eyes, Rikka slowly took out the steel knife and a milky white unknown object from the dimensional space. "This is the birthday cake I made. Although it doesn't look very good, it tastes pretty good." Rikka pursed her lips in embarrassment.
Boom stared at the food on the plate with some surprise. It turned out that the milky white things were butter. Rikka also lit a few candles at this time, and then looked at Boom expectantly.
Boom grinned when he saw this. Although he was not used to this kind of atmosphere, today was the birthday of the other party after all, so it was hard to refuse.
Rikka slowly closed her eyes and then blew out all the candles. Boom cut the cake and handed it to the other party with a smile.
"It tastes very good, but I didn't prepare a gift. I'm sorry." Boom said apologetically.
"It doesn't matter, brother, what do you think I wish for?" Rikka asked while licking the cream. But Boom shook his head. He is a magician, not a prophet.
"I hope today is also my brother's birthday, but I guess this wish is impossible to come true." Rikka said with some disappointment.
"I don't know when my birthday is, so it will be nice to be with you from now on." Boom lay on the bed, gently stroking the wall with his right hand.
There was no more noise in the wooden room, and Rikka was leaning on the bed obediently, just like when she was here for the first time. And Boom's eyes were also gray, as if he had returned to the past.
But the heart that was about to fall into the abyss was suddenly wrapped tightly by a sweet fragrance. The light cream was like clouds, and the crispy nuts turned into small boats.
Boom woke up from the sadness and turned to look at Rikka. Rikka was lowering her head, looking very disappointed.
"Can you give me another piece of cake? The taste is really fascinating." Boom's voice suddenly sounded, startling Rikka.
Rikka saw that Boom had returned to normal and was no longer depressed. She sat down on the bed and immediately started to complain.
Boom smiled and nodded, because he also knew that he would sometimes fall into that inexplicable illusion. In that state, although Boom would not hurt anyone, Rikka, who was spiritually fused with him, would be greatly affected. It was still dark and rainy outside the wooden house, and the cold wind poured in from the crack in the door, but it was dispersed by the laughter. Boom and Rikka leaned together, and the birthday cake had long since disappeared.
The two chatted and laughed about what had happened during the year, sometimes gnashing their teeth and sometimes thinking about it. As time passed by, Rikka's expression became more and more panicked.
"Brother...Brother, this is the robe someone bought for you. It is also your birthday...present." Rikka coquettishly took out two black robes from the dimensional space.
"Given it to me? But why two pieces?" Boom stood up and put on his robe, then turned around and asked.
"This one belongs to someone else. It's weird to give it to yourself!" Rikka stood on the bed and also changed into a robe.
"So you were always hiding in the dimensional space just to embroider these two petals?" Boom asked with a smile.
Rikka lowered her head in embarrassment. She knew that she was not good at doing this kind of thing, and it took a lot of time just to finish it. And now it seems that not only are the petals crooked, but there is even a knot hanging at the end. p>
But Boom seemed very happy at this time, sometimes stroking the fabric of the robe, sometimes holding the embroidery pattern, with a little touch in his eyes.
"This seems to be my second birthday present, the first one was a beating from the city guard." Boom said softly.
"If my brother likes it, I will often give him small things in the future, as long as he doesn't mind it." Rikka jumped to Boom's side and replied with a smile.
"How could I dislike it? As long as you give it to me, I like it." Boom took off his black robe and put it into his storage bag.
He didn't want to dirty this precious gift, let alone be polluted by black rain. Rikka also packed up her things and planned to return to the courtyard through the secret passage.
But just when she was about to dive into the ground, she was grabbed by Boom.
"How about we stay here today, what do you think?" Boom asked with a smile.
"I don't have any objections, but what about my brother's practice tonight?" Rikka turned around and asked.
It was night, and the two of them cuddled up on the bed just like they did that night a year ago. No one spoke in the wooden room anymore, only the black rain kept hitting, seeming to be releasing the final madness.