"However, you cannot wear the robes of Plato's knights." She reminded him.
"Why?"
"Because Mr. Oyama particularly hates the Platos." Xuanji told him, "Mr. Oyama is a typical stubborn Japanese who firmly believes in everything he believes in. He believes that the Platos are a kind of nationalism that is hostile to human civilization and art.
Molecule."
She lowered her body and imitated the tone of an old gentleman and said: "They hate and destroy art like the Vandals."
An awkward smile flashed across Kalki's face.
"If I wear a Platonic robe, I may be kicked out politely." She continued, "I will never let Mr. Oyama know that I am originally a Platonic person. Otherwise, even I may be kicked out, of course very politely.
Broken off."
"By the way, and the most important point is that Mr. Oyama always thinks about it almost every time when he criticizes Plato." Xuanji pretended to be an old man again, "A civilization without bookstores and public libraries is still called
Civilized?"
"So serious." Kalki frowned, but it's more interesting this way.
He put on a sweater over his white shirt. Although it was simple, he was still very handsome. His messy blond hair was combed neatly when he got up early. Xuanji looked at the leader with admiration. He was the kind of man who would take care of himself very well, and
It’s different from some slovenly bachelors in Mangxing City.
Weishan Bookstore is a niche ancient book bookstore located on the indoor pedestrian shopping street of an old high-rise building. After parking the hover car, they walked for a while by the pedestrian elevator until they reached the end of the shopping street before they saw the bookstore.
’s sign.
The three-dimensional signboard font of "Oyama Bookstore" is very beautiful. You can see it from a distance on this pedestrian street with not much traffic. This is a Japanese-style second-hand bookstore with bright windows and a light orange color.
It created a very warm atmosphere. When they stepped into the bookstore, the moment the automatic door opened, a clear and melodious store bell sounded. Everything was antique, reminding people of the time when humans lived on earth.
"Oh, so many books!" Kalki walked into an old bookstore for the first time. This interesting and weird scene made him look up curiously.
The decoration of Weishan Bookstore is not luxurious at all, but it is very thoughtful. After entering the door, there is a floor-to-ceiling hall. The bookshelves from the floor to the ceiling are densely packed with old books. Everything looks full, but the wooden bookshelves and decorations are not out of place.
It's cliché and looks elegant and bookish.
"These ancient books were all shipped from the earth. They were still published in print at that time. Now we all read 3D virtual books." Xuanji introduced to Kalki.
"Hello! Xuansang! Long time no see!" A short, neatly dressed Asian-looking old man came to the door to greet him immediately, appearing very polite.
"Hello, Mr. Oyama. It turns out that you are looking after the store today. I thought it was Yuriko."
Xuanji also greeted politely and bowed politely to the bookstore owner. When she lowered her head, she pulled Kalki and pushed him on the waist, but he straightened up immediately. It seemed that he couldn't learn this East Asian thing.
Chit-chat.
"Xuansang, you have a new boyfriend. He is so tall and handsome. He is more handsome than Xu Sang. Where is Xu Sang?"
The second sentence almost made her vomit blood. She immediately raised her head to pretend to be cute and signaled with her eyes to tell Mr. Oyama to stop talking nonsense.
"Who is Xu Sang?" Kalki asked.
"It's okay to tell you...he is not my official boyfriend." Xuanji put her bun-shaped hand under her mouth, pretending to be cute might make him less angry: "Actually, you have met."
"Have you seen it before?"
"The soldier who rushed out that day was just wearing a combat uniform, so you couldn't see what he looked like."
Flammable, explosive and fragile, explodes in 100 seconds!... Katze, start!
"Oh!" Kalki immediately thought of the Gaia soldier who used a clever trick to prevent him from killing Xuanji. Of course, he was wearing the combat uniform of an ordinary soldier that day, and he couldn't see his face at all. He felt like the countless people he killed.
There is no difference between Gaia cannon fodder.
By the way, the little plan of chasing a flying mouse is really interesting. Fortunately, he broke in alone that day. If his subordinates saw him wearing a space suit and chasing a flying mouse at full speed in order to complete the task directly assigned by "Logos",
The mouse scratches, jumps and runs——
It turned out that he was Xuanji's real boyfriend. Although she denied it, it was very risky to rush out to stop the murder regardless of one's own safety. Then he still insisted on going to the energy reaction room at the bottom. He must have liked her very much. "What an interesting guy." Kalki smiled and said something in German, "It seems that Xu Sang also likes to speak German...".
"Well, he likes the Prussian General Staff very much. He talks about Moltke, Clausewitz, Schlieffen all day long..." Xuanji looked very embarrassed, "I think you two can chat together." p>
Kalki smiled hearing this.
It turns out that after getting to know them carefully, every Gaian person is so interesting and unique. When he regarded them as an inferior race or ants on the battlefield, he had no chance to discover this.
At this time, seven or eight large and small cats in the bookstore quietly gathered around. They were particularly interested in Kalki and rubbed themselves against his pants. There was also a small tabby cat that suddenly jumped
She climbed onto his broad shoulders and stepped on his neck with light and graceful steps.
"Ah, this is really strange!"
Weishan and Xuanji were both a little surprised. They had never seen these aloof cat owners in the bookstore. They were so interested in any of their customers. If the customers touched them at will, they might scratch them back unceremoniously.<
/p>
"This is really an interesting welcome." Kalki seemed very happy and tolerated the kittens rubbing against him and leaving their scent on him. This was the first time in his life that he had petted a cat. Plato Star was not
Any pets are allowed, and naturally there is no living space for cats and dogs. Only various special species are kept in the zoo as ornamental objects.
When he bent his back and lowered his head to stroke the soft fur of the cats, several bold cats jumped on him gently. He stood up with a smile and let the kittens curl up in his arms.
"Crickets and paramecium are very vicious, and the bookworm even scratched me and caused bloody marks." Xuanji looked at all this in surprise.
She couldn't believe that he was so "cat-sucking". The way he lowered his head and stroked the kitten in his arms was very gentle, completely different from the way he looked during the battle.
"There are still not many customers today. I will show you the bookstore when I have time." Mr. Oyama has a gentle and gentle temperament.
In this way, when Kalki walked around, all the cats jumped away.
"I have been running a used bookstore for only 40 years. Nowadays, few people still collect printed ancient books. We also have an online store, but the turnover is barely enough to continue operating... This is thanks to Xuan Sang, she is beautiful and cute
, people are very hard-working, and the turnover can always be doubled every time they are on duty, but it is always not enough to rely on young and beautiful female clerks. One of my friends suggested that I should carve out a corner and turn it into a coffee shop, but the funds are limited.
It's a big problem..." The old Japanese man rambled on while leading them to visit the bookstore.
"The bookstore is actually very big. It's five stories high." Xuanji said to Kalki as they walked along the wavy exquisite wooden stairs.
He looked up at the dozens of white paper crane lanterns hanging on the stairs. Although the place was simple and unpretentious, every detail revealed exquisite thought.
"This is the Poetry Department. Human beings have written countless poems. These ancient poems are much better than the modern poems written today." The short and weird Weishan walked in front of them and kept thinking. Kalki suddenly thought of it.
His Platonic elf friend "Phi", a wave of homesickness surged into the hearts of the prisoners of war, and they didn't know when they could go back.
Weishan suddenly stopped moving quickly, turned around and asked Kalki: "Excuse me, which is your favorite poem?"
Kalki thought for a while, "Bhagavad Gita."
"Oh, what a good taste!" Weishan seemed to be saying to himself, "Better taste than Xu Sang. Xuan Sang is beautiful and has a good figure, and her boyfriends are all so outstanding."
Xuanji was extremely embarrassed, "Mr. Weishan, what are you talking nonsense about?" She shouted softly.
When she saw the smile on his lips, she felt a hint of contempt.
"When have you read poetry?" she asked him softly beside him. She wanted to find out, "No Plato can read poetry. You have only read military books. Where did you go to read ancient poetry?" "Everyone has their own secrets, don't they?" He looked at her with blue eyes, "You never mentioned that you have a boyfriend."
"I have no secrets..." Her cheeks were slightly red, "Besides, what if I have a boyfriend? You and I are just friends."
He stretched out his hand freely and gave her a chisel on the forehead. This is what he would do when she didn't practice well or talked too much.
"It hurts, hey!" She immediately touched her forehead with her hand, looking very cute.
When she wanted to catch up with Kalki who walked to the front bookshelf, she found that they were the only two here.
"Mr. Weishan?" Xuanji turned her head.
When they were talking like a couple, this interesting and knowledgeable old man was no longer a light bulb.
There are many spotlights inside the bookstore, which looks very bright, and there is also soft music. However, there are not many customers scattered around, which makes it appear very safe. Gaians who like ancient books on earth are a niche group after all.
"I guess you must like reading history books, sure enough." Xuanji walked over smartly and saw him flipping through a biography of Julius Caesar.
"Oh, this biography is very simple." He quickly put the book back.
"Your heart is for a Roman emperor." She smiled.
"No...'I love Caesar, but I love Rome more', 'Look! This is the fate of tyrants!'." He read a few famous quotes with dignity.
"You like Brutus who kills tyrants."
He bowed his head and acquiesced, "Only freedom can be maintained under a republican system, while a monarchy will only create obedient slaves." He couldn't help but think of Plato, who was silently thinking about this slow transformation in recent years.
"But Caesar is Brutus's father!" she said, "many people say so..."
"Ah!...'And you, my son?', the father in purple robe asked his son, among the knives that stabbed me, the most fatal one came from the son I loved, and I could no longer resist.
As fate dictates, let death take me away."
He recited the lines of his live fantasy and made a gesture of letting the knife stab him. His innate classical temperament moved people's hearts more than any stage performance. Xuanji held her hands in fascination, thinking to herself
, it turns out that Kalki, like me, also likes drama.
"I like art albums, especially the classical period and the Middle Ages, as well as the gorgeous Renaissance..." She pulled out a hardcover book she liked from the bookshelf, "Look, "Manese Manuscript", printed
It is so exquisite and exquisite that no virtual book can match the touch."
He also seemed to like this book very much, looking at the colorful lives, battles, love, and lives of the medieval knights on the pages with blue eyes...
"You don't look like a Roman, you look like a Teutonic knight." She turned to a serious-looking man, wearing a white knight's robe, with a black cross embroidered on the right shoulder, "Knight Tannhäuser,
Just like you, half monk and half warrior."
"A Teutonic Knight who can write love songs, how interesting that is." Kalki looked carefully at the face of a human from more than a thousand years ago, "Ah, Goddess of Love, I want to sing and play the piano for you." "Do men always wander between the purity of fantasy and real desires like this? Kneeling down to worship a pious and pure blonde saint, but their real desires yearn for the pagan goddess in the cave?"
Her question was so profound that it silenced him because he didn't understand this emotion at all.
"The ancient Teutonic knights were required to take a lifelong vow of chastity. I am a person who can get married." He could only answer this way.
"As long as you get married, have an obedient wife, and have a life, are you satisfied? Huh!" She quickly closed the book, put the ancient poetry collection back on the shelf, and left as if she was a little angry. p>
Women are really a puzzle. Looking at her slender back, he felt that she was the cutest girl he had ever met.
The bookshelf is very high, and there are many books piled densely, like high walls made of books.
She was interested in the picture book. But even though she was tall and stood on tiptoes, she still couldn't reach the book. She almost got it.
"I'll get it for you."
He helped her to extract the book from behind. His arms were slender and he had a chic and charming chivalry.
In this way, their hands happened to touch each other.