How can our black king be so arrogant!

Things like a protective film are constantly being peeled off by the wheel of comprehension, and the black line of fate that is exposed outside also increases in contact with the wheel of comprehension, and some reactions will be aroused from time to time.

In this world, if there is an order of blackness, there must be a law of whiteness. If beauty exists, then ugliness also exists at the same time. Wisdom and ignorance are opposite but also exist at the same time.

If darkness is obliterated, reality and destiny are also the same...

Destroyed.

*****

"Haah~"

Exhale a breath of hot air towards the palm of the hand, the warm wind relieves the cold a little, but when the water vapor is released in the air, it takes away the heat, making the hand even colder.As a last resort, Suzuki could only continue breathing on the palm of her hand, rubbing her left and right hands to try to generate some heat.

Half of Ikebukuro was destroyed that night in the summer, but it took Suzuki a whole autumn to completely restore the damaged streets and houses in Ikebukuro.

——"Destruction is always easier than creation."

Shaking her head, she seemed to want to get rid of voices that did not belong to her in her head. After the qualification of the king was forcibly deprived by the existence called the wheel of comprehension, similar broken memories would appear in her mind from time to time. Although she felt troubled, but for some reason, Ling Ji instinctively couldn't feel any disgust towards those few words.

"Sorry, did you wait so long?"

"It's okay~ I haven't waited long."

"However..." Feng stretched out his hand, and the thin white layer resting on both sides of Ling Ji's shoulders silently declared the truth: "It doesn't seem like someone who hasn't waited long will have it."

"……Humph!"

He snorted dissatisfiedly, but Ling Ji didn't refute anymore, she was slapped casually on the shoulder by the frozen red hand to destroy the evidence, and Xiaoxue whirled and flew to the ground.

Seeing Ling Ji's hands exposed in the cold air, Feng frowned, and simply tilted his head and clamped the umbrella that he had held up to shield the snow from his neck and shoulders, and put Ling Ji's two hands in his free hands Grab them separately, and stuff them into Suzuki's coat pocket.

Although this kind of behavior is somewhat like the behavior of father and brother in the family, no matter who it is, it will probably involuntarily take care of her when facing Suzuki... Even if it is the wind of a formally established couple relationship, it will occasionally Subconsciously revealed some behaviors as an elder to treat Suzuki.

"Why didn't you take out the gloves again? Didn't Mr. Sa buy new gloves and mail them to you two days ago?"

"Yeah~ Actually, I'm not very used to things like gloves... I always can't remember to wear them."

Because she is no longer a complete king, Suzuki will no longer be troubled by other existences except her own [Spirit of Words] ability.Although I am not used to the days when I am no longer the king, the clans that originally belonged to Suzuki did not have any special reactions. They still do what they usually do, with a great degree of freedom, as if Suzuki is the king. It makes no difference to them.

— Ah, but there is a difference!

Moving his eyes to Feng in front of him, he was wearing a brown thick woolen coat and dark blue jeans, holding a folded umbrella printed with small red, yellow and green floral intertwined in his hand, except for the black hair longer than Suzuki The braid is still hanging steadily behind the head, and the change in the wind can be said to be great.

I don't know how the wind did it, but when Suzuki noticed it, Sa had already said goodbye to Suzuki reluctantly while shedding tears, and moved to live with Keisuke.In the re-rented apartment, there is only Feng besides Suzuhime. It is as if a perfect two-person world has been built, and Feng has successfully taken over many of Sa's previous housework, but Hesa ​​completely let Suzuki go. Compared with her pampering, Feng Dao is more like a family member. From time to time, she will share some housework with Ling Ji. Together, the two of them manage the house in an orderly manner and live very comfortably.

Moreover, when Suzuki and Feng lived together, they kept getting in touch with each other—the clothes on Feng’s body changed from the unchanging Tang suit to the clothes that modern people would choose, except for the braid at the back of the head. That's right; Suzuki has changed from being a hands-off shopkeeper in the past to now consciously going to the vegetable market to buy the ingredients she wants to eat and leaving them to Fenglai to cook at home. Simple housework such as cleaning the table and dishes will also be done, even picky eaters The faults have also been restrained a lot under the exquisite Chinese cuisine...

Both are running in with each other, and both are changing each other. The two people who were supposed to be completely opposite have gradually found the same pace, just like the house they live in has a more "home" flavor... Feng and Suzuki The aura of individuals walking together becomes more and more harmonious.

Ling Ji raised her head, and the folded umbrella of small floral flowers blocked the sky above her head. The handsome and mature wind was on her left, and the quiet and soft atmosphere was light and warm.

Stretching his head slightly to the right, light snow fell from the gray sky one after another, and one of the snowflakes just fell into Suzuki's crimson eyes, and was instantly melted by those eyes that were warmer than flames.

The life of the king is no longer peaceful and relaxed. Although only one autumn has passed, it makes people feel as if a century has passed.The quiet first snow in early winter was like the peaceful daily life Suzuki had been looking forward to for a long time, which made her feel very at ease.

"What are you thinking about?"

"...I was thinking about how to try to adapt to ordinary life."

"That kind of thing doesn't require hard work, Suzuki just needs to do it according to her own ideas."

"I've been doing this all the time~"

"Then, let's continue like this..."

The two approached each other, Feng held the folding umbrella printed with small floral patterns to block the light snow that fluttered down from the sky, Suzuki took the initiative to hold his arm, even if the left hand was exposed to the cold air, it would be hurt. I don't care about being red from the cold.

There is no need to specially adapt to life. The peaceful life she longs for is now gradually unfolding before her eyes in the most authentic state, just like the home filled with the air where she lives with the wind.

Because the reconstruction of Ikebukuro has come to an end, the two of them came out together this time to choose a new school.

Just as the two of them were walking on the sidewalk through the bustling crowd, at a certain moment, a foreign woman with profound features passed by Suzuki.

"...!!!"

At the moment when she turned around, as if frightened, Suzuki suddenly turned her head, her big crimson eyes were full of disbelief.

The moment the tall foreign woman passed by her side, a certain feeling that slipped through her mind completely disrupted her thinking... That was exactly the same feeling when she was connected to the stone plate.

Sensing Suzuki's suspicious behavior, Feng secretly looked around, but found nothing suspicious.Therefore, he simply asked Suzuki directly: "What's wrong? Did something happen just now?"

I wished to see the expression of Suzuki turning her head back. The face that has been smiling more and more recently is now like a frightened rabbit, revealing very disturbed emotions.

"Ah...the person who just passed by..."

After speaking, Suzuki turned her head back again, but there was only a bustling crowd, and that tall foreign woman seemed to be a hallucination that had never appeared before.

However, Suzuki knew that it was not an illusion—the pulsation remaining in her blood clearly aroused her uneasiness.

"People? Who?"

Steady obsidian-like eyes quickly scanned the surrounding crowd. Feng grabbed Suzuki's shoulders and firmly protected her body. The whole person was on alert, and even his spirit was tense. It can strangle the opponent's throat at any time like a cheetah.

While being protected by the wind, although Suzuki was still shrouded in strong uneasiness, her mood calmed down a little.However, no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't see the foreign woman who passed her by.

Reaching out and tugging on Chefeng's sleeve, Suzuki said:

"I can't see it anymore...it should be gone..."

After a few minutes of silence, Feng was released from his alert state.Because the Martial Daoists had an overly strong aura at that time, even among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, they forcibly created a blank area with a radius of more than one meter.

"At the moment when I just turned around, I seemed to have the unique feeling when I was connected to Shipan again..."

Turning her head to carefully recall the memory she saw just now, whether because of the cold or uneasiness, Ling Ji subconsciously got closer to the wind.After struggling to organize the words, she raised her head and told the wind what she saw at that moment——

"He is quite tall, with deep facial features, and pale skin, a bit like someone from Russia or Germany... His hair is probably gray? It could be white... His temperament feels cold, like a marble statue Same female..."

After hearing Suzuki's description, Feng looked at the crowd around him and tried to recall whether such a person appeared just now, but unfortunately, there was no one who fit the description.Although there were some foreigners on the street, none of them matched Suzuki's description.

"Don't worry, we'll go to Scepter4 after we go to Academy Island to complete the transfer of student status, and see if Ms. Awashima can help you find out about foreigners in Japan."

"Um……"

Nodding absent-mindedly, Suzuki walked forward in the wind, but couldn't help turning her head a few times, but the gray-white foreign woman like a marble statue never appeared behind her.

——It's like, it's a hallucination.

"Ah! Feng, why did you go to Academy Island?!"

"College Island is well-equipped and has a very good security system. The terminal equipped on the school side is used as a pass to enter and exit, and you will never be disturbed by the outside world... It is the safest school for you."

"But Academy Island is a dormitory system!!!"

"Don't worry, I asked Mr. Zongxiang to help me write a note about living off-campus."

"...Do you have a holiday?"

Although he is no longer the king, the knowledge seems to be still there.It stands to reason that Suzuhime can apply to enter the university in advance and then graduate quickly after taking a skipping exam, but I seem to insist on living an ordinary life of ordinary people, so I selectively ignore this option.

However, that does not mean that Suzuki will obediently be a good student who takes classes seriously at school... If the time allowed for skipping classes is less than one week per month, even if the other party is Feng, Suzuki is not sure that she is. It's not that he can't help but not rush up and bite him directly to vent his anger.

"Alas—" Seemingly aware that it was impossible for Ling Ji to be a good student safely, Feng sighed and gave up his previous plan, saying, "You are only allowed to skip 10 days of class a month! No more!"

"Hey~~~?! Feng, you are so stingy!!!"

"No, it's better to say that I am surprised that I have compromised to such an extent. I should really let you experience the learning system of my motherland next time."

"......... It sounds like you have bad intentions! I want to solemnly refuse!"

"You're plagiarizing Heizi-jun's words again, really..."

Although helpless, he still showed an infinitely doting smile to Ling Ji.

The hand that Feng held Ling Ji's shoulder never let go, and the umbrella held by the other hand firmly enveloped the two of them below, and the snowflakes fluttering around seemed to be telling a story about the end of a year. The final prologue begins.

Reality is the scenery where you and I co-exist.

The author has something to say: I think everyone knows who this gray-white marble statue is, a German woman. _(:з」∠)_