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When Liangzi was six years old, the teacher invited by her attendants was a rare female gentleman.The husband is responsible for teaching her the tea ceremony and illustrations, and occasionally tells her some unconstrained knowledge. Later, the husband will also teach her to write some haiku and tell her some history.

It was a teacher whom she respected very much, not at all as rigid and serious as the later teacher, but more like...more like Mr. Marshmallow in her diary.

No, sir is even more knowledgeable than Mr. Marshmallow.

Although sometimes the words used by the husband are a bit strange, and he often says inexplicable words like "If it were in my world...", but this does not prevent Yoshiko from admiring that woman.

"Autumn is here, dewdrops on the awning..." The delicate-faced girl hugged the "Many Leaves Collection", she choked for a long time, but she still couldn't think of the next sentence, her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

Whenever this time came, the husband would laugh out loud, then raised his hand and touched her head, and said softly with his eyes bent—"It's okay. Let's do it again, Ryoko-chan."

It was a very warm feeling. The warm feeling passed through the girl's soft black hair and spread from the nerves on the top of her head, making Ryoko subconsciously clutch the pages of the book, lowering her head and not daring to look at her.

Sir is the one who gets the day started.

The six-year-old girl got up even earlier than the sun. After quickly dressing up, in the cool morning wind, Ryoko crouched at the gate of the temple with a thin book of poems in her arms, staring closely at The path leading to the outside of the temple is planted with dense bamboo.

Such a move quickly attracted Tong Mo's attention.

"If it's my brother, I'll definitely like Mister very much."

Seeing his younger sister's bright expression, Tong Mo tilted his head. He didn't seem to understand why Liangzi was so happy, but he enjoyed the look very much.

Anyway, since he had nothing to do, the blond boy dismissed his entourage and pawed at the gate of the monastery with his sister early in the morning.

Things just went wrong from there.

In the gentle sunlight, the husband didn't pat Ryoko's head as usual - the woman's body froze, her back was straight, and cold sweat broke out from her palms.

Liangzi followed the woman's gaze, and there was only ten-year-old Tong Mo standing at the gate of the temple.The little boy looked at her innocently, and blinked at her in confusion.

At that time, Liangzi raised her head in doubt and asked her husband, "Are you sick?"

But the husband showed a very frightened expression. She seemed to be taken aback by such an ordinary question, and raised her hand to push the child out of her arms.

The woman's thin white hands landed on the shoulders of the six-year-old Ryoko. She paused for a moment, but moved down the girl's shoulder blades.

The gentleman patted her on the back reassuringly.

"No." She took a small breath, and smiled at the child in her arms as usual, "It's just a little tired."

Mr. is lying - the woman with drooping eyebrows under the sun is obviously smiling, but she looks like she is about to cry.

Before following her husband into the temple, Ryoko couldn't help but take another look at Tong Mo who was sitting on the steps with his chin propped pensively.The young man with a childish face is very good-looking, just frowning can make people move.He pursed his lips, and looked at Ryoko with an aggrieved gaze of "Am I being hated?", like a golden puppy wrapped around her behind who desperately needed to be petted.

This is the first time Ryoko sees someone who doesn't like her brother.

Since then, her husband has also become a little strange when teaching her.The husband is always vigilant about the movement outside the door, just the figure reflected on the shoji door can scare her to widen her eyes.

"Brother won't come here at this time." The childish voice attracted the woman's attention, and in the woman's wide blue eyes, the six-year-old Ryoko put down the book in his hand, "Mr. Are you afraid of your brother?"

"But, this is the first time Mr. Mingming sees his brother, right?"

The woman choked up for a moment because of the child's innocent words, she pinched the bones of her hands, and her embarrassing expression calmed down after taking a deep breath.

"Liang Zijiang's brother..." As if confirming something, "Is he called Tong Mo?"

Ryoko was a little surprised that her husband knew her brother's name.But such surprise was quickly erased by the emotions of course.

My brother has always been very famous in this area, and even many people came from the far south to join the Bliss Sect.

It is not surprising that the husband knows his brother's name.

"Yes."

After hearing Liangzi's answer, the woman's expression became calm instead.No, it's not so much peace as it is...

"There will be a lantern festival tomorrow night, Liangzijiang, would you like to go and see it with me?"

Ryoko couldn't remember which day it was.When she was practicing handwriting seriously on the desk, the husband suddenly said this to her.

"I heard that they will set off fireworks at that time. Didn't Ryoko-chan always want to watch fireworks?"

"I've seen fireworks." The black-haired child tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with his fingers, "When I was three years old, my brother took me there. I also brought back a red goldfish."

Hearing this, the woman lowered her eyes in disappointment, her delicate kimono wrinkled a little.But the air was only quiet for a few seconds, and the child's hand with some baby fat grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"However, it might be different if you watch it together with Mister, right?"

The six-year-old couldn't understand why the husband at that time cried out.Liangzi didn't even have time to put down the writing brush in his hand before the woman reached out and pulled her into her arms.Wet, warm, something soaked the clothes around her neck.Liangzi recalled it now, and even couldn't tell whether it was her husband's strength or the despair that was about to overflow from the calmness that made her breathless at that time.

Mr. disappeared on the day of the summer lantern festival.Liangzi asked for a long time, but no one knew where the husband had gone. In just one night, the trace of a person's existence was erased like this.

I just heard people say that the packed luggage was found at the husband's house, and she seemed to be leaving for a far, far place.No one knew where she said she was going, and later everyone said that something must have happened to her.

Ryoko would rather believe that her husband traveled far away.

That was the first loved one who disappeared in Ryoko's memory.

[Autumn comes, and the dew on the awns disappears; when I think of it, I will also pass away]

This is the only thing that Mr. left her.

"I was only six years old at that time." Liangzi didn't tell Tomioka Yoshiyuki the story, but there was a look of nostalgia between her brows, "I didn't even realize the fact that she was dead until a long time later. "

"She wanted to save me, and before I even knew it, she died."

"How ironic, Tomioka-san."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki didn't speak, but rather than not knowing what to say, he seemed more lost in memory.

In the year when he first became a pillar, Yoshiyuki Tomioka had trouble sleeping.On the one hand, it was because of the old injuries on his body. Although he had healed on the surface, whenever he fell into a light sleep, he would feel pain like ant bites.

On the other hand...

Yoshiyuki Tomioka always had nightmares during that time.Whether it was his older sister who died when he was still young, or Sabito who entrusted him to someone else in Fujishiki Mountain and died tragically alone.

Even though a weak person like him survived, why did Satoshi die?

No matter how many times Tomioka Yoshiyuki asked himself, there was only one answer——

Sabito died because of him.

It's all because he is too weak.

The same is true for my sister, and it is also the same after learning the breathing method. The weak have no rights and choices, and can only linger under the power of the strong.

He Tomioka Yoshiyuki has never been able to protect anyone.

Someone like him doesn't deserve to be...

"However, although I don't know why Tomioka-san has such an expression..." The girl's voice interrupted Yoshiyuki Tomioka's thoughts, and the black-haired swordsman raised his head, just in time to see the other party looking thoughtful, " But Tomioka-san is much better than me."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka:?

"Sakato said that Mr. Tomioka is very strong, and he saved many people on the way to participate in the final selection." Liangzi counted each piece carefully, "Like an old woman selling strawberries, and walking with her mother." Lost child..."

After the girl finished counting, she lowered her hands, "I haven't saved anyone since I came to this world. Whether it's before or after learning the breathing method, it's really embarrassing."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka's attention was completely focused on the name Ryoko said, with a bit of doubt in his eyes, "Sakatsu?"

This is the first time Yoshiyuki Tomioka has heard the name Sabito from someone else after he became a pillar.

The boy's hearty smile sounded next to his ears, "That Yiyong will probably feel that your brain is broken even more."Although Saito said that there was nothing she needed to convey to Tomioka Yoshiyuki, Ryoko hesitated for a moment, and continued: "These words were told to me by Mr. Saito. The soul of Mr. Sato is in Fujishiyama. When Mr. Tomioka went to pay homage to Mr. Saito, Mr. Saito also visited you."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka showed a confused look.

"It's true." Ryoko, who was trying to prove this point, searched in her head, "Mr. Tomioka, every time he came to the Fuji Mountain, didn't he always get hit on the head by the falling fruit?"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki looked down at the girl who raised her face with a serious face and bright eyes.

As if to prove the credibility of her words, Ryoko nodded seriously, "That's what Mr. Sato did."

In the cool night, the black-haired swordsman was silent for a long time.Just when Yoshiko thought Tomioka Yoshiyuki had been persuaded by him, Tomioka Yoshiyuki slowly raised his hand.

Then it precisely covered her head.

However, rather than using the word "cover", probably "knock" is more appropriate, after all, it is really painful.

Yoshiyuki Tomioka, who was completely ignorant of strength, had never comforted anyone before. Ryoko watched the other party try hard to pull away the stiff corners of his mouth, and finally showed a strange expression that could be called a smile for the time being.

Ryoko: ...

Yoshiko: "It's okay Mr. Tomioka, please don't comfort me like a child, and I didn't go crazy and talk nonsense because I was sad."

Yoshiyuki Tomioka: "..."

The strange expression of the black-haired swordsman calmed down with his retracted hand for an instant, and then he let out a breath of relief slowly.

At this time, Yoshiyuki Tomioka didn't know yet—it was because of his unconscious behavior of "getting cheap and acting good" that caused the mysterious disappearance of the radish and salmon in the bento that shocked him in the future.

As for Tomioka Yoshiyuki's beloved radish and salmon, where did he go?

Ryoko always feels that her pressed and cut Hasebe has a delicate fragrance of radish.