Bamboo horse is a night rabbit

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Burning sun star.

The rain fell on every inch of the planet, and the moist muddy smell in the air seemed to have become a symbol of the planet.

Today is also exactly one month since she left Sky Arena.

The profile of a six-year-old boy with short white hair appeared in Qianchen's mind. He signed up for the Sky Arena at the same time as himself. caught up.

She remembered that her and his rooms in the Sky Arena were adjacent, but she hadn't spoken a word to him until the day she left the Sky Arena.

By the way, what did Qi Ya say to her on the day of farewell?

"..."

Qian Chen, who was only seven years old, was holding a parasol, sitting on the roof of a certain house with a bored expression on her face, staring at a green leaf floating in the water in the depression of the roof tiles with dead eyes.

Circle after circle of ripples spread out from under the green leaves, and she slowly approached the puddle with the parasol until the shadow under the umbrella was enough to cover the leaves that were constantly being beaten by rain.

Her long gray hair over the shoulders was quickly wet by the rain, and the Tang suit she was wearing was wet on her back. She looked at her flat stomach. Gulu Gulu cried out.

...very hungry, haven't eaten anything decent for a long time.

All the bonuses she got from the Sky Arena were taken away as continuing expenses, and since she lost her "guardian", she couldn't stay in the Sky Arena with her child.

Although she doesn't like the arena that requires constant tension, to a certain extent, she also hopes that she can continue to stay there.

Because of her, there is no home.

……

"...Go to hell, baldy!"

"Bastard! How can a son call his father bald?"

"Damn bald!"

"...You are dead, see if I don't clean you up today!"

Amidst the rustling rain, Qian Chen, who was about to get up to find some food, stopped on the roof. She held a royal blue parasol and followed the sound, and saw another person ten meters away from her. Men and boys were fisting and kicking in the courtyard.

Qian Chen slowly put away the umbrella, since she hadn't seen anyone gesture for a long time, she was watching with interest.

This is really a fight that is invisible to the layman, but is actually terrible.

I saw that in that huge courtyard, a man with bald hair was wearing a Tang suit and then attacked by a boy with orange braids. The strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary creatures.

Whoa, whoa——

bump--

Loud noises that didn't sound like flesh/body collisions came from the yard frequently, and during a few body changes, Qianchen could clearly see the faces of the two of them, which were of the same ferocity and intoxicated with fighting.

The boy's combat sense is very good, and his movements are very smooth, but he is not as familiar with the man's control of strength.

As for that man... Although he was dressed plain and low-key, under that Tang suit, there were almost perfect muscles of his. Although he was not tall, he was the type she didn't like to face in the arena.

His frame must be as hard as steel.

"... Kamui, have you not eaten? Your fist is weaker than a mosquito!"

"Huh? If it wasn't for destroying things in the yard, I would be beaten by my mother, I would have buried you in the soil long ago!"

"Look who buried whom in the ground?"

The corner of the man wearing the goggles curled up in a joking arc, and under the provocation of his son, he became more interested—he stopped showing mercy, instead, he grabbed the orange-haired boy's pigtails, and then thought that the other party couldn't do anything. The parry move threw him to the ground.

And, step on the boy's back!

There was only a bang, and the shock wave was sent out around him the moment the man struck. He was proud of his perfect attacking action, until there was a bang, and the plants in the corner of their home were destroyed by his action. .

Whether it is a man or a boy, there is a bad face.

"Oops, oops... Kamui! This time it's your fault!"

"What a ghost! Was that something you did just now?"

The father and son, who were still fighting to death just now, got up from the ground in unison, and then hurriedly inspected the flowers and plants in the corner of the courtyard-seeing that the vases that had been pasted many times were in a shattered state, they felt desperate.

"God, Kamui, what do you think should be done..."

"What should I do, don't you die alone..."

The father and son were still passing the buck to each other, and just as they were trying to mend the potted plants in some strange ways, a female voice with murderous intent lurking came from the gate of the courtyard.

"...Huh? Please, ask, you, you, are, doing, what, what?"

……

Later, how the very beautiful and dignified woman who had a face similar to the boy turned into a devil and drove the father and son out of the house with a kitchen knife in her hand, Qian Chen no longer remembered.

She just felt that all of this happened too suddenly, and the woman's methods were too terrifying, which gave her the illusion that she was the strongest on the planet.

Why don't you stop peeking?Moreover, this is someone else's business.

No matter how much she stares, it has nothing to do with her...

The rain was still falling, which wet her clothes and her face. Since then, her gray hair was all stuck to her face. However, she still looked at the family that was active in the rain with reluctance.

All this reminded her of her past, she remembered that she had a family too - just, what happened.

... She almost forgot.I don't remember whether my mother's body has weakened since giving birth to my younger brother or because of various unlucky things that happened, anyway, she was left alone in the end, until she was taken away to the Sky Arena, and she never saw that The father side who has been wandering outside for many years.

In her home, she was the only one left in the end.

Ah, I accidentally thought too much...

The cry of "Gululu" came from her sunken stomach again. Qianchen, who was still standing on the roof, realized the fact that she hadn't taken in a drop of water, and a sense of weakness came over her. black……

……

The first lesson of Qianchen’s creed—so no matter what you do, you must save enough money for food.

Lesson [-] - No matter what you do... Don't soak in the rain and peep on other people's roofs when you are hungry.

Sure enough, voyeurism is a sin.

Damn... where the hell is this place?

Qian Chencong frowned, and opened her dry eyes on the bed.

"...Oh, you finally woke up?"

The moment she felt her breathing change, an extremely gentle voice shone from her side like a ray of light.

While the voice penetrated into her heart little by little, Qianchen finally recovered her eyesight, and met a pair of blue eyes again.

It was that woman with long orange-red hair and an impeccable face, who belonged to the boy just now...

"Mom...cough!" Qianchen yelled out a word a little soberly. She didn't know how many days she hadn't used her vocal cords. An extremely uncomfortable feeling made her face uncomfortable, and she began to cough violently, worn and dry There was even blood oozing from his throat.

Jiang Hua, who rescued her, never thought that her condition was so serious, and she didn't know where to put her hands on Qianchen's body with a worried face, so she just handed her a glass of water, and then shouted to the door: "Poor Kid...haven't eaten for a few days? See how thin you are...that...Shenwei! Come and help me look after this kid, I'll get you something to eat!"

"understood--"

The boy called Shenwei walked in from the door, saw Qian Chen who had finally woken up, exchanged places with his mother expressionlessly, and sat on the chair Jiang Hua had just been sitting on.

Qian Chen met his eyes, because it had been a long time since he had been in contact with a human being like this, and being watched by a good-looking boy, Qian Chen who was lying down felt uncomfortable, so he had to find a way to get up first.

But in contrast to her embarrassment, the boy raised his eyebrows without hesitation: "...what's your name?"

There seemed to be a trace of an emotionless smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand to her again, as if he wanted to give her a hand.

After all, it was his mother who asked him to look after her.

And Qianchen glanced at him, but didn't hand over her hands, instead she sat up with her arms propped up on the bed.

"Oh? You can still sit up by yourself? That's not bad—even though the doctors just said that it's a miracle that you're alive."

Shenwei looked directly at the girl in front of him with a pair of azure eyes, although what he said was full of praise, there was no real smile in his azure eyes.

Qianchen was amused by his mature appearance, and ignored him talking alone, but instead searched the room—until she saw her royal blue parasol.

Fortunately, they brought her things here as well.

Then she can leave right now.

Qianchen jumped off the bed, and approached the parasol with steps weakened by malnutrition, but Shenwei recalled her mother's order just now, and stretched out her hand to stop her, her cobalt blue eyes were full of disbelief. Her concern is also persistent.

Seeing this, Qian Chen finally spoke to him: "You are such a good boy."

She spoke with Shenwei in a hoarse voice, the other party was startled when she heard the words, and heard Qianchen speak again: "But I don't want to stay here, I don't want to accept your help for nothing."

she……

Since she is a night rabbit, she should think about how to survive alone. It was bad enough to faint because of hunger, but once she thought of having dinner with the other party's family, she became even more resistant.

Qianchen's eyes dimmed, and Shenwei lowered her hands to see her approaching the sapphire blue parasol step by step, and after a while, she spoke again in a strange way.

"...I don't have any idea to help you, but my mother said that you and I are of the same age and race."

Shenwei looked at Qianchen's back calmly, remembering her stubborn and precocious expression just now, and made him read from her an aura that matched his wavelength.

At least, she is different from those chatless people who insist on coming to him to start a fight.

And he just happened to need a partner.

"...So?" Qian Chen looked back at him with calm eyes.

"So tell me your name and be my friend?"

Shenwei finally smiled at Qianchen, her cobalt blue eyes reflected her figure, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made his handsome face even more beautiful.

When Qianchen heard the word "friend", her heart tightened, and her eyes fell on Shenwei's hand that was stretched out towards her.

After a long time... She finally reached out and shook hands with him.

Then, it went dark...

"...Hey, hey! Are you going to pass out again? So why are you pretending just now! Don't you guys even have the strength to walk out of my house?!"

"..."

……