She just wanted to fulfill Hanako's last wish before she died, so that she could willingly dedicate her soul to herself.
Yanji, who was so self-convinced, naturally ignored the fact that Hanako had never had much resistance to dedicating her soul to herself.
…
"Lord Yanji, can you... help me put it on?"
Yanji: "..."
The silent reaction of the female monster made Hanako feel a little disappointed, but soon she cheered up, raised her arm, and tried her best to show the hairpin in her hand to Yanji, while smiling as if praying.
.
"Just treat it as my last wish before I die, okay?"
Yanji couldn't resist her in the end, and silently took the hairpin from Hanako's hand, and then inserted it in Hanako's hair.
In fact, Hanako's hair at this age is already very thin, so thin that there is no place for such a hairpin to be inserted, so Yan Ji paused her hand in the air, thinking of the other person's pleading eyes, so she had to use demonic power to fix it.
Behind Hanako's head, she looked like a struggling moth about to fall.
Seeing Yan Ji's hand leave, Hanako couldn't help but smile and ask her:
"looks good?"
Yan Ji opened her mouth and replied with the same smile: "...Well, it's quite elegant."
"How gentle... Lady Yanji."
Hanako's voice was very light, so light that it seemed like it would be blown away in the air:
"Being so gentle all the time will make people become..."
It makes people very greedy...
"Master Yanji, do you know that this hairpin is actually a gift that Hanako wanted to give you, but after I bought it, I didn't know how to see you. But then I thought about such a crude gift,
You probably won’t like it either.”
"Hanako guesses that you don't want to see Hanako."
"Actually, Hanako discovered that every time I go up the mountain, the forest is always very docile and there are no wild animals."
"It must be Lady Yan Ji..."
"It's true... Hanako is actually really greedy...
Lady Yan Ji, you are always so gentle——"
"Lord Yan Ji, you haven't answered yet. Is Hanako's soul still the way you want it to be...?"
The silver-haired old man leaned against the tree trunk, half-closed his eyes, and talked in a soft voice, as if he was in a dream.
The color of the clothes was obviously inappropriate for an old man, but Yan Ji vaguely saw the bright-looking girl smiling shyly and cheerfully at her with her lips pursed.
"Yes, Hanako's soul is very beautiful, just like the clouds in the morning."
Yanji didn't know why, but she suddenly said this.
After she said it, looking at the smile on the face of the human named Hanako, she felt a similar sense of relief in her heart.
"Ah, that's great."
"If Lady Yanji still likes it, that would be great."
--I love so much.
——The soul of Hanako is my favorite color.
Yanji watched as dazzling light spots floated out of Hanako's body. Those light spots circled around Yanji as if they were attached to her, and then gradually dissipated in the air.
The weather in Yunwu Mountain has returned to its previous state.
Yunwu Mountain is filled with smoke all day long.
Until one day, a girl with a bright smile very similar to Hanako broke into the Yunwu Mountain area in a panic...
——That girl actually looks nothing like Hanako.
They look different, they smell different, and they even have different personalities.
In Yanji's heart, Hanako is such a unique and dazzling existence, but Sato Mako is no different from thousands of other girls.
There is always only one Hanako of Yanji.
The pretty female monster was sitting by the lake and smiling, then she suddenly raised her hands to cover her eyes.
She was wearing a beautiful purple dress, with a simple hairpin stuck in her cloud-like bun.
"Not Hanako, no one is Hanako..."
Hanako, she no longer exists.
What she knew, what she had always known, was that she had watched Hanako's soul go to the other world with her own eyes, but when she saw another girl whose temperament was similar to Hanako's, she believed that it was Hanako and helped her.
she.
Yan Ji did not regret sending Hanako to the other world, she just...
Just a little lonely.
But in fact, she knew that the aura of that girl and Hanako were not similar at all.
——She is not Hanako.
No one is a flower child.
…
When Qiao Xi opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and there was the faint sound of a little monster running in the courtyard. He blinked blankly, thinking of the hairpin in the bun of the smoke monster in the dream, and murmured for a long time.
He murmured: "This gift finally arrived where it was supposed to go."
The shoji door opened with a "swipe" sound. After realizing that Qiao Xi had woken up, the lively little monster jumped in from the door and shouted cheerfully: "Lord Fengyue, good morning, the sun is already very high."
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi said "Hmm" slowly, and then replied "Good morning."
After receiving the response, the little monster happily ran away again.
Qiao Xi: "..."
Qiao Xi stood up silently, tidied up a little, and went out again.
When the head of the Sato family came to request, he mentioned two people, one was Sato Mako, and the other was his old man. Yesterday, Qiao Xi followed the clues and found Sato Mako first. As for Sato old man...
——Based on the clues provided by the nearby monsters, the location of Sato Mako was relatively clear, so Qiao Xi rushed to Yunwu Mountain first, and when she came back it was already very late, and the monsters were very vague about the traces of Mr. Sato.
It was vague, so Qiao Xi simply decided to wait until daytime to talk.
He walked up and down and came to the stone bridge where Mr. Sato last appeared.
——This stone bridge seems a bit familiar.
Qiao Xi stood on the bridge and thought about it carelessly, but in fact he didn't think about it for long. He had wandered around a lot in the past, so it was not surprising that he had some vague impressions.
After all, this area can be considered the territory of his Fengyue God.
The handsome young man was wearing a solid-color yukata, with wooden clogs under his feet. His long, light-blond hair was neatly tied up, but there was still a naughty breeze that swept away a few strands, and the tiny strands shone more and more under the sun.
light.
Under the stone bridge, deep in the pond, a monster with hair as long as seaweed was hiding behind the stone. He raised his head and stared intently at the young man on the bridge through the green water for a long time.