Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"Oh?"

"Since I met you in this day and age, I've been making sounds on the strings, I'm the instrument, my voice is what I play, even if they sound like small talk - that's just a song called small talk Impromptu."

This time, Gao Yiyu was silent for a full 20 seconds, which was long enough for Daphne to change her hairstyle - in fact, she let her hair down, which should keep her warmer.

During this time, Gao Yiyu understood one thing.

What Deli Dolly asked himself to look for—no, even the harp that the pop music devil wanted to obtain, it was said to be a harp, but it was not actually a musical instrument with wood and strings... but her, that is The Daphne in front of her is that simple.

She exists in human form, and she plays with a human voice.

"Then to play your words, I just need to invite you... I hope you will sing a song?"

"En!" Harp Daphne nodded happily, "If you provide a beautiful score and pleasant libretto, then the strings from eight different eras don't mind playing for you."

……

"Ah."

Joannis sneezed, and the droplets didn't linger in the air for long before they turned into fine ice crystals that refracted the fire.

She felt very lucky that the Amber Palace only blew up the dome, and a lot of debris fell, but fortunately it didn't hit her.But it's also unfortunate. With such a big mess, I don't know how Duolidoli will be angry... Will she be sent back to the Baroque era in a fit of anger?Moreover, Ioannis did not find the laurel wreath and the harp.

At the same time, the little flame that committed the crime was floating around her—it was making a small whine, because... she also felt that she had caused trouble.With such a commotion, maybe the owner will not allow it to continue to exist, but will extinguish it...

But the louder wailing came from outside the Amber Palace. They came to fetch things from the Amber Palace, as it should be.

It was bad enough that the Tsar was bombed, alive or dead, and that, at the request of the Empress, they marched in formation to the underground treasury to fetch the various utensils for succession and ceremonies.What's even weirder is that just as they got close to the Amber Palace, it turned out all right, and the thing exploded right in front of their eyes.

They knew they were innocent, but...who would believe it?They are negotiating, trying to find a way to solve the problem, but everyone can only speak indistinct words.

The whole subterranean treasury was filled with an atmosphere of mournfulness, so profound that it seemed to stain and fade the jewels and gold coins.

Joannis searched for a while among the amber fragments on the ground, but unfortunately, she didn't find anything that looked like a harp or a laurel wreath.No matter how much she wanted to continue to work hard, Yoannis knew very well that after such a big problem, she had to get out immediately, otherwise the danger would increase.

But before leaving... It seems that it is not impossible to gain something.

She rubbed her nose, because the extremely familiar smell was lingering at the tip of her nose.

With the light of Miaomiao's fire, the amber fragments are all over the ground... Shall I go back on the hour?Although Joannis has never used amber, resin is often used on stringed instruments...and here...isn't it resin?

She'd never used one of these, and was very, very eager to try, what kind of bow sound they would make.

— but she faces a psychological struggle.

This is theft!It violates the morality required by religious belief!But... before that, she caused the damage to the Amber Palace by herself, and she has already committed a crime. I'm afraid it's not bad to add this crime...

Not that there is no solution.

After returning, I will try my best to help deal with the pop music demon, so that Deli Dolly can fix this little historical problem...

Speaking of which, the Amber Palace was given to Tsarist Russia by Prussia, and it is also a thing of her hometown. This is not theft, but bringing cultural relics back to the land where it belongs... Yes!

Not only that, once upon a time, she also played the farewell music for Catherine the Great.Since the Amber Palace can barely be regarded as the property of Catherine the Great, picking up some of it is regarded as charging the performance fee of the year...

After a long struggle, Ioannis has come to fruition.

"Then, recruit all of you to participate in the war against pop music demons!"

In this way, lighting the heating pipes of the Winter Palace, blowing up the dome of the Amber Palace, and recruiting the historical ghosts of people with lofty ideals, they quietly walked through the cold and left the underground treasure house.

……

The entire Winter Palace was in chaos.

The impending transfer of power from the Tsar, the assassination of revolutionaries, the upheaval of the country - and the destruction of the heating pipes, no one knows what to do with it all.Those who are eligible to become the successors of the Tsar are still on their way?No, the news might not even have reached them yet.

From now on, the history of this country will be written in countless ink on this day.

And in the center of this chaos, in that hidden room, there is also something related to history advancing.

One is the laurel goddess of ancient Greece, and the other is a bard from the future.

Perhaps one day in the future, they will create a magnificent story at the forefront of history, but at this moment——

"Little sister Daphne, is there anything I can burn, it's cold."

"No... candles are strictly prohibited here, because I'm wooden, and besides, I'm not a little sister!"

The bard who used to sit on the golden chair and show the demeanor of the future has now succumbed to the cold and ran to Daphne's big bed.

It was really cold because there was no heating.The bed in front of him was fluffy, and the silk cloth was wrapped in thick velvet down. Just putting your hands in it would be very warm.So, Gao Yiyu simply ran to someone's bed to warm up... Fortunately, Ms. Daphne didn't mind.

Daphne gave up half of the single bed—but it came at a price.

"Tell me about the future, bard," she said, then added, "I know this is a big and confusing subject, and you probably don't know where to start—then I'll do it." Ask."

"it is good."

"First of all... You said that you came to pick me up in this era, to prevent me from falling into the hands of the terrifying demon... It seems that I am very sought-after?"

"Yes."

She put the magical laurel wreath with its lush appearance beside her pillow, and she leaned against the head of the bed.He took off his little shoes, and put his legs in stockings under the quilt to keep warm—and almost kicked Gao Yiyu who was warming his hands inside.Even though the topic involved a lot, their attitudes were like a younger sister who was lying in bed and an older sister who came to arrest someone, there was a subtle harmony.

Daphne combed her long hair with five fingers, and joy appeared on her small face: "It seems that you want me too, let me play for you?"

"First of all, I want to prevent you from being used."

"By what you call a pop demon?"

"Yes - it plunders the magic of human beings and turns it into the seasoning of music, so as to shape disgusting music and force the world to accept it. It summons you from history, and it should be for a similar purpose."

With this topic in mind, Gao Yiyu briefly introduced the development of future music—although Daphne, the goddess of laurel, is not a hardcore music lover like Delidori, she, as a harp, has listened to countless sounds of the times, and still Can understand Gao Yiyu's words.

Depriving all human beings of their magical powers, making them accept bad things... In addition, she has a deep understanding that pop music demons are doing some interesting and bad things.

Although Daphne's small body was as soft as sponge bread on the bed, her voice was very energetic.

"Since it entertained me so enthusiastically, and even attracted me from history to the future, it is very enthusiastic about my pursuit... Heh, it can do this kind of thing... pop music devil? What an interesting alias. Bard, maybe, I also want to do something bad with the Pop Demon?"

"After defeating it, you can freely do bad things, instead of partnering with others—a gang to commit crimes. There must be a lot of contradictions, and each has its own ghosts."

Daphne was surprised by Gao Yiyu's casual answer: "... makes sense."

After thinking for a while, Daphne asked again.

"Then what if I walk with you? A bard like you must be doing glorious and great things, right? He will come to pick me up even across history, so that I won't be used by pop music demons...but justice You, but signed a contract with the historical demon, what kind of story is it?"

"This one……"

"I understand, don't hesitate and haw, the vast chronicle cannot be finished word by word." Daphne closed her eyes, as if savoring an epic.A few seconds later, she opened her eyes and asked again, "Just tell me, what kind of day will I experience after I leave with you?"

That's a good answer.

"Wake up naturally at eight or nine o'clock every day, rub your face in the sun, get up, wash up and make coffee for breakfast, then chat with the keyboard players in the band, play together, and drink coffee together..."

Gao Yiyu was uncertain about the future, but it should be pretty close.

But Gao Yiyu was suddenly worried that this might not be what Daphne wanted.

Gao Yiyu looked at Daphne tremblingly, but found that what appeared on her face was - yearning.

"And then? This is the morning, afternoon...how about evening?"

"Maybe we will go to the recording studio to work together in the afternoon, probably to fight against the sound of squirrels and leaves being blown by the wind, and then record something with the keyboard player - but the recording studio is not done yet, I am ashamed to say, if I can take you back , the recording studio can be done. As for the evening, I will go home contentedly at night, eat and listen to music... take a shower and sleep?"

Gao Yiyu spoke slowly, his words paused from time to time.

She just talked about her daily life so far and what might happen in the future.

There's no magic and sword to fight pop demons, but they can make some music... at least the kind they're proud to call "good music."If you can't do it, redo it until you can.

And then—maybe there will be an audience to listen, and that would be even better.

Gao Yiyu smiled, a little shy, but like a warm sun: "However, there are only two people in our band, me, and a ghost who knows nothing about the world... Maybe it needs to be expanded. Do you have any ideas? The goddess of laurel."

……

ps

(Thanks to Fat Cat Pippi for paying the bail, although in the end the police found that the prisoner was Miaomiao and the heroine was innocent.)

076 Just her

When the topic came to this point, Gao Yiyu and Goddess Yuegui no longer had the restraint they had when they first met.

They both know it's a complex topic, with many things at stake, including the truth of history, world-manipulating demons, and music.

However, even if the topic is so serious, they are no match for the cold winter in Russia. They choose to abandon all politeness and reserve, and let the topic develop in an overly easy-going way—in short, they have already hidden in the same bed to fight against each other. It's freezing cold.

No way, the heating system of the Tsar’s Palace suddenly stopped for some reason. If human beings want to survive, they will naturally choose to be close to the warmth, so it is logical that it becomes two girls sharing the warm bedding—in fact, this is quite peaceful.

Both of them silently accepted this - in the harsh winter of Russia, face is always no match for warmth.

"A ghost..."

But leaving aside the details of heating, what lingers in the hearts of the two girls is still the topic.

Let the goddess of laurel, Daphne, take the south wind to the forefront of the times.

Daphne muttered to herself again: "You have a band, to fight against pop music demons, I know that... But a band of two people? A small chorus? What about the instruments? Even with me Not enough."

"In the future, there will be many, many solo bands." Gao Yiyu answered in this way, and then pulled the quilt to his side, "That is the progress of the times, do you want to see it?"

"This one……"

For Gao Yiyu's invitation, Daphne still seemed hesitant, especially when she found that the weight of her quilt was getting smaller, and she couldn't even roll it under her body.

"Isn't that a contradiction? But compared to this, I already know your music level, bard, but the ghost in your mouth... your partner, what kind of person is that?"

"A musician from the old days."

"What era?"

"The end of the Baroque era is also the most glorious pronoun..."

Gao Yiyu used two sentences to outline the identity of the ghost, which was enough for Daphne to make a good guess.But Daphne's expression was very strange. She turned her head and stared at Gao Yiyu for a full ten seconds, as if she was thinking about many complicated issues.

"You mean the one who married his cousin, gave birth to many, many children, spent time in prison, and frantically copied himself in order to make money to support his family. One-third of the brilliant masterpieces are written, and the rest are water-filled works..."

"Uh... this... In short, it can indeed be described in this way."

Gao Yiyu turned his face away, it seems that Daphne is also very aware of these histories.

And that - is the history that the musician himself makes up for himself.

But even though he knew this, Gao Yiyu still felt a little angry when he heard this derogatory narration, and he wanted to laugh. The ambiguous contradictions formed a small ball of wool, which was twirling in Gao Yiyu's heart, making her feel weird.

"Then how did you meet him?"

"I went to visit her era and invited her to the modern age. Anyway, I get along very well."

"No wonder it's a ghost... I thought that your band would be easier to get along with, formed by girls like you...I didn't expect there to be another one like him...but he is indeed one of the highest peaks in music history, At the very least, I should give face, understand it before refusing..."

Daphne's voice became smaller and smaller, because her heart had already been shaken.

Her thoughts are also very complicated—especially, as an ancient goddess, she has experienced various eras from ancient Greece to the present, and has seen many kings, victors, dictators, and strong men, and is familiar with the composition of each story...

Well, it has nothing to do with these. Daphne is just very simple and doesn’t want to play with the old musicians of the Holy Roman Empire. As an ancient Greek goddess, she doesn’t like those endlessly repeated Baroque fugues composed for illusory religions. , Polyphonic music.

It's a pity—but Daphne couldn't help thinking about it, if it was this girl who shared the same pillow with her, it would be very fun to play music with her...

After such a long time—so long that the people next to the pillow started to yawn, as if they wanted to take a nap in the warmth: "Anyway, out of courtesy, I want to know about this ghost, but it is almost impossible for me to accept you invited."

"Oh... that... um?! Why, that's Bach!"

"Just because it's Bach, I hate him."

"Oh, this... I think Joannis is pretty good, don't I?" Gao Yiyu's sleepiness faded away, his cheeks were slightly reddish, maybe it was because of the cold weather or because he wanted to refute something.

Gao Yiyu intends to introduce Joannis well and make the harp in front of him change his mind, but where to start?Starting from the fact that Joannis has a lot of bad intentions?Or did you start with garlic coffee and learn how to use a computer to search for songs in just a short period of time?Or, is it a new piece of music written by her?

But these complicated thoughts failed to turn into half a character, and spit out from Gao Yiyu's lips.

Because before that, she felt the warmth.

In the long cold, with a warm brilliance, the little flames flickering in the room.

—and very intimate.

"Meow meow?"

"……oops."

Seeing it, Gao Yiyu felt very happy, but strangely, it hid itself in an inconspicuous place, behind the porcelain on the cabinet, as if peeping.But when it was discovered by Gao Yiyu, the small flames flew out quickly, and under their gaze, they came to the head of the bed.