To the eternal you

Mitsuyo walked the entire street, staring blankly at the cherry blossoms that were about to leave the gate of the city. Now the branches are gradually blooming, and clusters of cherry blossoms are blowing away with the wind.

I didn't find it... I don't have a clue, where will His Highness go...?

She struggled to recall the details.

In my memory, His Highness Qi said in the morning that she was looking forward to the evening ceremony because there would be a fireworks show.

And the place where the fireworks are going to be set off is under the Naruto statue.

She took a deep breath and looked up the street. There was already a preheating gong beating. After she had something to say, Mitsuyo jumped onto the roof.

Speeding up the pace, it just feels like a gust of wind blows past the people who are shopping.

Guangdai galloped, a glimmer of hope rose in his cold heart, he would definitely be there, praying for the words of His Highness.

Jumping off the roof and walking out of the alley, she looked around, but still couldn't find the little guy.

Then, she lowered her head, bewildered like a lost child.

The crowd and the lights look at each other, and they seem to move forward with warmth when they walk.

There was a feeling of being gently pulled at the sleeve, and a child looked at her with concern.

"Big sister, you look flustered, what's wrong?"

"..."

Mitsuyo waved his hand a little awkwardly.

"Don't be like this, everyone should help each other when they live together, and the Great Imperial Palace thinks so too."

The child called his companions over again, two girls and one boy, their clothes looked a bit old.

"As long as you are willing to speak out, we will definitely help you!"

"If you do one good deed every day, you will be closer to the Great Imperial Palace~"

There was an innocent smile on the child's face.

"...my sister got lost, about...about her height, cute...with braids, an iris-colored kimono, and a cat-face mask pinned on top of her head."

Mitsuyo explained in a low voice, as if telling a secret that he dared not tell others.

"Is that the child that big sister is talking about?"

The little girl points behind her.

Tied with slightly messy braids, she seemed to have fallen down, the cat face mask was not missing, and her cute cheeks were dusty. At this moment, her eyes were full of tears, and she pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and her clogs were already broken due to her little feet Lose.

"Ugh, Mitsuyo-chan—!"

His Highness Qi flew over and kept rubbing her chin, the crying milk voice made her feel sore.

"Why did you get lost, I can't find you anywhere..."

While crying, she wiped her tears and wiped the dust on Mitsuyo's clothes.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Mitsuyo hugged her tightly, feeling the little guy's body temperature, and the intense emotion in his heart after he lost it and found it again.

"When Qi saw you, Mitsuyo-chan was walking so fast that I couldn't keep up with you, then I fell down and my clogs were broken, and Mitsuyo-chan disappeared as soon as I looked up."

Qi sniffed, and Mitsuyo's heart ached even more with his red eyes from crying.

"I thought Mitsuyo-chan didn't want me anymore, so I deliberately pretended not to see me."

"How could it be! Your Highness is my light, how could I abandon His Highness... Please believe me!"

Mitsuyo explained in a panic, the little guy burst into tears seeing her like this.

"That's good, can Mitsuyo-chan carry me behind his back?"

She pointed to her little feet, the broken clogs couldn't be worn anymore.

"Well, no problem, I will never let you leave half a step again."

Mitsudai said righteously, when she looked back to thank those children, they disappeared.

"Mitsuyo-chan?"

"Ah... There were a few children here just now, they told me His Highness Qi was behind me."

The Tengu girl looked a little dazed.

"Maybe they left, next time I see you, I will thank them very much~"

Xiao Qi also looked around curiously, and soon, the first fireworks rose in the night sky.

Fireworks are like meteors flying against the sky, cutting through the night and bringing a ray of light, and then blooming brightly, as if using the night as a canvas to outline human imagination.

"Wow~ It's amazing."

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The little guy was nestled in her arms, his head was raised, and his budding eyes were watching the fireworks.

"Mitsuyo-chan, let's go to a closer place~"

"Okay, Your Highness, please forgive me for being rude."

She put the prayer on her shoulders, let her hold her head, and then she walked a little closer, feeling the warmth of the little guy's belly against the back of his head, and when the fleshy pink hands hugged her peace of mind.

After the first firework, the second, the third and the fourth, the night is gradually lit up.

Although the bright fireworks are fleeting, they will leave a deep impression on people's memory.

When this tradition is carried on, every New Year, fireworks will bloom again at the festival, and the scene of people congratulating the New Year is also eternal.

"Oh~Happy New Year, Mitsuyo-chan~"

When I put Master Qi down, I felt that she had gained some weight, but it should be the illusion that Master Qi ate too much.

"Happy New Year, my lord."

She gently scratched the little guy's waist, seeing the smile on the cute cheek, she also laughed.

"A little sad, but also a little happy~ But going to the festival with Mitsuyo-chan, I feel a little happier~"

"Speaking of which, where did you go, Your Highness, why didn't I see you?"

The Tengu girl and the little guy sat on the stone chair, rubbed her little feet, and asked.

"I saw Qi's friend, but when Qi passed by, he disappeared again, and then Mitsuyo-chan disappeared as soon as Qi turned around."

Qi giggled, and after being taken off the foot bag, the small soles of the feet were blown by the cold wind, and the toes curled up, but they slowly recovered in Mitsuyo's hands.

The pink and tender toes are very clean, but it seems that the bones on both sides of the feet are a little red, which may be because of forcibly stepping on clogs to find their relationship.

This made Mitsuyo a little sad. She held the girl's feet and blew gently.

"Haha~ Mitsuyo-chan, my feet don't hurt, but I'm so sleepy~"

The little girl yawned, looking a little sleepy, and then she snuggled into Mitsuyo's arms, like a kitten enjoying the afternoon sun.

Soon he fell asleep in her arms, breathing evenly as thin as a mosquito.

Mitsuyo hugged the girl somewhat at a loss, seeing her peaceful sleeping face, a sense of satisfaction gradually rose in his heart.

His Highness Qi's clothes also look a little out of place, probably because he is getting used to the material, so he has to send it back to the Great Imperial Palace sooner.

Picking up the girl, the gentle movement almost made the sleeping person feel no vibration.

She walked towards the castle tower. There were still many people on the street at this time, but seeing the combination of the girl and Qi, they all tacitly lowered their volume, with kindness in their eyes.

Just like that, a strange and not strange scene arrived in front of the castle tower. Ararataki looked at Qi who was sleeping in her arms, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, he seemed to recall something, he didn't make a sound, he just turned his body sideways and nodded at her. head.

The journey was smooth and unimpeded, and when they arrived at the Da Nayan Pavilion, the little guy in his arms whined, and his body became a little bigger again.

Mitsudai subconsciously quickened his pace, and Huai seemed to have expected it. After opening the door for her, he looked at the sleeping little guy and sighed helplessly.

"You guys are really messing around, you're only coming back at this time."

"Feel sorry..."

"Okay, there's no need to be like this. You should have learned a lot from your expression. Go in quickly, go back to your room and change your clothes so His Highness can sleep more soundly."

"..."

Feeling provoked in some sense, Mitsuyo glanced at her silently, then went to the bedroom.

After taking off the clothes that were already a little tight, the suppressed strength disappeared, and the little girl Qi gradually accelerated her growth rate, changing almost every blink of an eye, and quickly returned to her previous girlish figure.

The clear moonlight shone on the girl's milky white skin, which looked a little tempting. The long braids had been loosened a while ago, and the loose black hair seemed to be draped on the small and exquisite shoulders, and the sound of even breathing became louder. It made Mitsuyo's face feel a little hot.

She froze her hands and didn't know what to do, so she had no choice but to cover the girl with the quilt first, and when she was about to leave, she was gently pulled, and the sleeping girl raised her eyelids a little at some point.

"Mitsuyo-chan, don't go, let's sleep together."

The sound of milk that has not yet faded is soft and pleasant, as if the softest down has been gently rubbed against the ears.

She nodded in a strange way, and then was pulled into the bed, her cheeks were about a finger away.

The girl soon fell asleep again, but Mitsuyo was tortured in his heart.

His Highness is not conscious at this time, and mistakenly thinks that he is a child. It is understandable to hope that someone will sleep with him...

Especially what happened tonight made her feel scared too.

Don't overthink, don't overthink, don't overthink.

It's just... as if His Highness is still a child, and sleep together.

Hypnotizing himself repeatedly like this, Mitsuyo gradually closed his eyes.

Although there are still some questions in my heart that haven't been answered, it's okay to wait in the future... It's a pity that I don't know if I can see such a lovely His Highness Qi in the future.

She fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the castle tower, red and white maiden costumes and cat face masks stood there quietly, watching the children leave.

She raised her head and looked at the cold and bright moon.

The expression under the mask is unknown.

PS: How can I feed you knives when I write sweet articles.