Chapter 256 A bunch of stupid hair suddenly appeared
As the weather got hotter and hotter, Rikka became more and more impetuous. Forced by the other party's entanglement, Boom had no choice but to stop practicing. The two sat in the yard, staring at the blue sky.
"Going out for a walk? I heard there are some interesting places in Gaoting now."
"Don't go! There are people everywhere, it's so crowded."
Rikka stretched her waist, her dead fish eyes were frighteningly white. Boom sighed helplessly and covered him with the bearskin blanket.
"Then I'll pay you to go to the market area. You have to buy groceries anyway, so I'll just act as a coolie today."
"I'm not going! I bought everything yesterday. Is there anything I want to eat recently?"
Rikka's feet kept pushing on the bearskin blanket, until finally it started spinning. Boom sighed again, thinking that this sister was really becoming more and more difficult to take care of.
"Then let's go to Nightingale Grassland. We can not only rob and kill the mercenary group, but also relax, and it's still the flower season."
"I won't go! I'm a young girl. How can I do such things as beating and killing every day?"
Rikka did not wear her Viking dress today, but wrapped her body in Boom's black robe, looking like a good baby. Boom sighed for the third time, and then lay directly on the ground.
"Then what do you want to do today? As long as it's not too extreme, I will accompany you."
"Really? Brother, tell me what you did when you were a child. I've always been curious."
Rikka turned over and landed on Boom, rubbing Boom's face and saying with a smile. But Boom was as indifferent as a dead fish, as if the sky in his eyes was also hazy.
"I am an orphan, and even more so a poor person. I don't have the beauty in the novels you read."
"Children like me spend most of their childhood with trash cans, because survival is the most important issue."
"But there are still games, such as kicking stones, peek-a-boo, rubber band jumping, and playing house."
"Although these games are very monotonous, they are memories that will last a lifetime for me. They are rare and beautiful memories."
Boom kept looking at the sky, as if answering Rikka's question, but more like mumbling to herself. However, Rikka saw a trace of sadness in Boom's eyes, which was her most painful weakness.
If Rikka's biggest wish is now, if there is something more than protecting Boom's safety, it is that she wants to personally experience Buum's past, a forbidden area that is out of her reach.
Boom's words were calm and slow, and Rikka, who was sitting on him, also stopped playing. Tears slowly fell from the air, and the warmth of one person was transferred to another body.
Boom focused his gaze on Rikka's face, thinking that his sister was extremely cute even when she was crying. Boom reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of Rikka's eyes, and squeezed them gently.
This simple action made Rikka blush. She turned her head away as fast as lightning, but she did not want to leave Boom's body.
"Rikka...Rikka, are you okay?" Boom asked with a trembling voice.
"Huh? What's wrong with me? Brother, you are bullying me!" Rikka climbed into the bearskin blanket and replied with her head lowered.
"Uh... there's something strange... on your head! Is it really okay?" Boom pointed at the top of Rikka's head with a strange expression.
A moment later, Rikka's screams echoed in the alley. At this moment, she was holding the mirror with trembling hands, but her appearance in the mirror changed.
I don't know when the stupid hair appeared on the top of Rikka's head. It was curved like a crescent moon, and it would tremble as the head shook.
Rikka turned to look at Boom with a pale face, but Boom was smiling like a shrimp. Not only did he not mean to comfort him at all, but he almost died laughing.
Rikka's little face changed from surprise to aggrieved, and finally she broke the mirror with her hand and burst into tears. The bearskin blanket became the object of her venting, and the unfortunate iron swords were even thrown into the grass.
"Brother, what's wrong? There's something wrong with my hair!" Rikka said while trying hard to push down the bunch of hair on her head, while looking at Boom with pain.
"I'm in puberty, I'm not a girl. But I heard that girls with silly hair are cute little angels." Boom walked to Rikka and cleaned up the glass fragments.
"It's true! It's really true! My brother doesn't dislike other people's behavior. This is too strange." Rikka pulled Boom's clothes, looking very aggrieved.
"Really, Rikka has become cuter now. Go inside and be careful not to get scratched by these fragments." Boom returned to his usual smile and replied softly.
A few minutes later, Boom pushed the door open and returned to the house, locking the door behind him. At this time, Rikka was covering her head and stroking her stupid hair.
Seeing this, Boom raised his hand and poured out all the magic monthly magazines in the storage bag. After searching for it, he handed one of them to Rikka.
Rikka took it suspiciously with one hand, while Boom turned around and came to her side. While drinking hot tea, he chewed the dried meat.
There was no sound in the room, except for the rustling sound of the magic monthly magazine opening and closing. At noon, Rikka regained her smile again, and continued to fiddle with the stupid hair on her head.
This is something Boom knew unintentionally, because the two of them are used to living in seclusion and are often out of touch with the real world.
In a certain issue of Magic Monthly half a year ago, it was recorded as follows: Silly fur is the distinctive symbol of cute little cuties in the new era. It is the favor of the gods and a weapon to lock in your lover.
"Brother...brother, don't you really hate this stupid hair? You can lose it." Rikka looked at Boom seriously and asked in a low voice.
"It's not annoying, I think it's quite cute. By the way, what is this thing?" Boom said, reaching out to grab Rikka's fur.
However, Rikka instinctively used a bearskin blanket to hide it. Boom smiled awkwardly, and Rikka lowered her head in embarrassment.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, the tea beside the bed continued to emit white mist, and Boom's hand still maintained its forward stretching posture.
But Rikka blushed again, because the expired magic monthly magazine still contained the second half of the paragraph: The first person to hold the stupid hair tightly is the partner in life.
The High Garden was getting hotter and hotter in the afternoon. Boom and Rikka were leaning on the bed, sometimes laughing and joking with each other, and sometimes talking about their future plans.
Two silver platters were placed not far away, one filled with sugar cakes and the other filled with soy sauce. Chewing wine replaced ale and became Boom's favorite thing now.
"I said, can you let me pet Dumao? It looks easy to hold." Boom turned to look at Rikka and asked with a smile.
"Then...Okay, brother, please be gentle, this is my treasure." Liuhua lowered her head after hearing this, revealing her stupid hair.
Boom gently held it in his hand, and even rubbed it a few times. However, Rikka was smiling at this time, as if he had completed a vital event.
The whole day ended with this choice. Boom hugged the sleeping Rikka and closed his eyes. The two of them seemed to have returned to the two-story building of the black market.
The moonlight replaced the fire, rendering the room silver. Rikka held Boom's hand tightly in her sleep, and Boom always snuggled beside her.