Is it easy for me to pretend to be a dark pill?

Dancing Kagura dance has always been the duty of shrine maidens, and of course priests can do it too, but it's just that shrine maidens dance more.

After all, according to traditional priests, they are considered to be in charge of witches, but the gods definitely prefer young ladies?In all fairness, which one do the gods prefer when a big man dances with a young lady?

At least Mizuno Yuko should choose, without Kimura Takuya's face, she would definitely choose Miss Sister.

Brushing the five-color silk sash tied to the Kagura bell with her hand, Yuko Mizuno felt a gust of breeze blowing over when she bent down, flying the soft silk sash into the air.The pine and crane pattern on the body Chihaya's hanging long sleeves spread out in the air with the rotation, matching the white and soft silk sash, as if surging waves.

The girl on the stage was serious and pious, as if this dance was engraved in her life, so proficient that there was a kind of sloppy wantonness.Arakawa Kunishu slightly pressed the folding fan in his hand to his forehead, he felt more and more that Yuko Mizuno was very strange.

No, not about herself.The adjective strange was not his intention, but he felt strange from the bottom of his heart.

If I said that I paid too much attention to her because she was like the witch in the dream, then did I regard her as the reflection of that dream in reality, or just a substitute?This is too rude for a young girl.But if not, then...

"Wow, Yuko-senpai's dancing Kagura dance is really pretty."

Glancing to the side, Arakawa Kunisho heard Hayakawa Sumire's soft exclamation. He was about to knock her head off with the fan in his hand but stopped, and raised his head to look at the girl in the stands.

He saw that people seldom paid attention to the other person's appearance, but the girl on the stage may be more beautiful than the last time he saw her at Hayakawa's house because she was wearing this miko costume.When she turned around quickly and waved the bell along with the music, the corners of her clothes flew up and at the same time the light from the stage hit her, as if she was really surrounded by mist.

"Ah, I can only say that it is Yuko."

Suzhan Mingzun looked at the witch who inspired the aura of heaven and earth with a smile, and commented a few words from time to time: "But is it because she hasn't practiced swords much recently? I saw that she missed two flaws just now."

"..."

"Also, look, Rice, this Kagura bell is a fake and useless at all. Her original Kagura bell is gone, so let's make another one for her?"

"..."

"Oh oh oh, that rotation just now was beautiful!"

"Suzaku."

"Ok?"

The woman with a gentle face next to Suzhan Mingzun raised her head with a smile. She should have a beautiful face, but she didn't leave much impression in the eyes of others: "Last month, Yuko said that you have private money. Let her talk?"

"..."

Oh shit, it's over.

Suzhan Mingzun suddenly shivered, felt the pain in his ears and cried out to himself: "Yuzi was joking with others, just kidding!"

"You know that child's personality will never tell us a lie, be frank and lenient!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, things got tangled up in the flower branches in the vase at home!"

Yuko, who had just called the curtain on the stage, moved her ears slightly, and heard two voices that were absolutely impossible for outsiders to hear, but in Miko's ears, it was almost like a live broadcast, silently pretending that she didn't hear it.

How should I put it, this Tibetan method is really fresh.

After exiting the stage, she simply removed the equipment on her body and put the heavy former Tianguan on the shelf. Mizuno Yuko twisted her neck and felt that her head was light.After the dance, she basically had nothing to do. The content of the subsequent sacrifices was in accordance with the process of the Mizuno family serving as the palace secretary for many years. She just sneaked out to find relatives and friends to enjoy the flowers.

After the end of the Kagura dance, the last twilight of the sky disappeared completely. The night sky was dotted with stars, but the shrine was brightly lit.Yuko Mizuno sat in the corner of the shrine with two servings of Yakisoba and Sumire Hayakawa, and finished the food in her hands at a speed almost like a wolf.Hayakawa Sumire locked her head and took a look outside, then said with sympathy, "Fortunately, Senior Yuko dragged me out, how long will they worship?"

"Who knows, there is still a sacrifice outside now, at least half an hour away."

After going through the process in her mind, Mizuno Yuko said with a feeling of sympathy: "Speaking of which, where's your little uncle?"

"I don't know, don't care about him, I followed the senior."

Sumire Hayakawa, who was sneakily dragged to a secluded place in the shrine to look at the flowers by her senior, spoke in a very bachelor way, and yawned when she heard the Shinto music floating from the front yard: "Senior, you've been listening to this all the time, aren't you sleepy?"

"got used to."

Swallowing the last bite of yakisoba without changing expression, Yuko Mizuno couldn't help yawning when she was attracted, and immediately regained her energy: "You and I slipped over, your little uncle won't say anything about me, will he?"

"How could it be possible? At worst, I'll just go back quickly. Besides Senior's Kagura Dance, is there anything else I can see?"

"I remember there will be a performance of Qinghai wave dance next."

Hearing the words Qing Haibo, Hayakawa Sumire's eyes lit up instantly: "Qing Haibo! Is it the kind of dance that only handsome guys can dance in legend? You still have to wear fancy clothes and hats, right!"

"Yes, yes, but from a modern perspective, you will only see a few old men who don't know whether they are really bald or wearing a wig standing on the stage to do yoga for you. If you want to go, go outside first. , I'm going to change my clothes."

Hayakawa Sumire sighed wistfully, threw the fried noodle box in the trash can before strolling back to the lively front yard.Mizuno Yuko looked at her back with a smile, and waited until Night Breeze was the only one left in this secluded corridor before speaking: "If you said you came to look for Ah Jin, then she has already gone to the front yard."

"Thank you."

"Huh? Don't you just say thank you to me?"

Turning her head slightly to look at Arakawa Kunishu who was holding a fan in her hand, Mizuno Yuko suddenly laughed when she heard the bamboo flute wafting from the front yard: "If Arakawa-den was in the Heian period, then you must be able to dance the Qinghai wave. "

"You think so?"

"After all, the current Qinghai waves are danced by old men, which is not pretty at all."

Seeing his sudden frown, Mizuno Yuko smiled brightly.She was sitting in the corridor shaking her legs, and she looked very soft with the night light in the corridor: "Is the Nezu Shrine at night very different from that in the daytime?"

"It does have an elegance that is different from the day."

Arakawa Kunishu walked slowly to her side, and when he looked down at her, he always felt as if he had overlooked something: "Shouldn't you be in the front yard too?"

"No, I'll just do a Kagami Dance for my Lord God to watch. He's quite satisfied after watching it, so I don't need to show up again."

Shrugging casually, Mizuno Yuko suddenly found herself looking at Arakawa Kunishu from raising her head to leveling up.He sat next to him leaning against the pillars in the corridor, looking casual but somewhat helpless: "You should be the protagonist of this sacrifice, right?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

"I don't know what the rules are in your shrine, but the dance you just did should not be an ordinary sacrifice."

That's right, I also casually reported what happened recently, and told Qi Daotian Ji Ming where Suzhan Mingzun might hide his private money.I'm just a shrine maiden, and the shrine maiden is very good, and the maiden speaks the truth.

Looking at the sly eyes in front of him, Arakawa Kunisho reached out and tapped her head lightly with a folding fan. After doing this action, he realized that he was too close to her.

The cunning girl stared at him stiffly as if she had been frozen.Arakawa Kunishu quickly retracted the folding fan, bowed his head and apologized softly: "I'm sorry."

"No, it doesn't matter."

Mizuno Yuko suddenly laughed, and moved closer to Arakawa Kunishu instead: "If you feel sorry for me, can you do it again?"

"Bullshit."

"Oh, it's fine if you don't want to, don't scold me like that."

Mizuno Yuko didn't care about the other party's soft reprimand, but smiled even brighter: "Then are you angry?"

"No."

"Oh~"

Mizuno Yuko nodded, jumped down the corridor with a long tone, looked back at Arakawa Kunisho as if she subconsciously wanted to hold her outstretched hand, blinked, and handed it over: "If you want to hold it, I will hold it for you." Let’s start, we won’t accept handshake tickets today.”

"No, I'm just afraid that you will fall."

"So that's the case, then I am very grateful?"

The clogs don't make any sound when they step on the soil, and the girl stands with her hands behind her back in a cluster of open hibiscus, which makes her more eye-catching than the scenery.

Arakawa Kunishou stared at her blankly, then turned his head and stood up like a cover-up: "Then, I will take my leave."

"Well, do you need me to say goodnight to you?"

Mizuno Yuko's voice with a smile reached his ears, Arakawa Kunishe pushed the fan against his forehead and turned around again, only to find that the girl had already walked through the flowers humming and walked away. On the path paved with stones.

She stopped quickly again, turning around to look at him as if habitually, waved to him before moving forward, walked up to a young man with blue hair and nodded to him.

Who is that man?

As if noticing his gaze, the man with blue hair turned his head slightly and glanced at him.The little girl in the maiden costume pulled down his sleeves, as if smiling.

Watching the two walk into another temple of the shrine with a blank face, Arakawa Kunisho watched the hibiscus blooming in summer and slowly returned to the front yard, turned his head and finally remembered that there was a little uncle rubbing against him. Hayakawa Sumire, who came over to fawn on her, raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Hey!! I don't think I did anything wrong, little uncle?"

"Am I scary?"

"It's not scary, it's not scary, I didn't come out until I finished my homework this time!"

Speechlessly looking at Sumire Hayakawa who was panicking, Arakawa Kunishe patted the back of her head with a casual voice: "Tell the truth?"

"Isn't it scary?"

"I will give you an extra homework tomorrow."

"What if I said you were scary!"

"Add ten."

Well, you are the elder, you have the final say.

Frustrated, he bowed his hands to his little uncle to show respect, Hayakawa Sumire sighed and followed her little uncle feeling uncomfortable all over, and it was difficult to find a topic, and it took two circles to feel that his little uncle's sight seemed to have changed Variety.

Um, uh... hmm? ? ? ?

Suddenly looking in his direction, Hayakawa Sumire looked at Mizuno Yuko who was no longer one handsome guy but two handsome guys after changing her yukata, and then looked at her little uncle, and suddenly felt that she had turned into a marsh jump fish.

Hayakawa Sumire has seen through everything, although Hayakawa Sumire has no proof.

Besides, the most important thing now is not the little uncle, but——

"Senior, how many good brothers do you have who can dance Qinghai wave in the Heian era! Introduce me to one!!!"

The author has something to say:

The male protagonist is Arakawa, he will not become a monster, and he has no memory of his previous life. =

Hayakawa Sumire: Hey, seniors give my junior a chance, even I can do it