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This game of pitching is much harder than it looks.

If the arrow is too light, the trajectory of the arrow will be skewed when the wind blows gently. Without certain skills, it is impossible to keep the arrow flying smoothly.

Soon, all the 10 arrows Qingdeng bought were thrown out—nothing was found, nothing was hit.

But Qingdeng didn't care much about the results of the game.

Firstly, he was not interested in any of the prizes on the shelf.

Secondly, the reason why he came to play was purely to "seduce" Sanako, who wanted to play but couldn't let go of his airs, to try this game.

When Qingdeng was playing games, Sanako watched the whole process very seriously, without blinking his eyes.

She probably didn't notice it herself... Whenever Qingdeng raised his arrow to aim and was about to throw the arrow, she would unconsciously clenched her hands folded in front of her slightly because of her nervousness.

Although she said that she was not interested in the game, these small actions of hers betrayed all the true thoughts in her heart.

"Miss Sanako."

Qingdeng, who had been keeping an eye on the every move of Zuo Nazi, smiled and grabbed a handful of copper coins from the purse, and stuffed them into Zuo Nazi's little hand without any explanation.

"Come and play, too. It's very interesting."

"Hey, I..."

Sanako subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But as soon as the words came out, she stopped.

I saw her flicking back and forth with erratic eyes, while twisting.

Qingdeng noticed Sanako's gaze, which seemed to be focused on a certain prize on the shelf of the booth.

So I followed her line of sight and looked there—the thing that was lucky enough to get Sanako's special attention was a cute, simple and honest white beckoning cat.

"That……"

At this time, Sanako finally spoke out.

She gritted her teeth and said slowly:

"Then I'll... try to play 10 arrows first..."

"Okay!" The bald boss laughed boldly, counted out 10 arrows, and handed them to Zuo Nazi, "If you like any prize, just throw it away! As long as you can hit it, it's yours!"

Sanako's movements are very sassy and straightforward.

With a "ha", she adjusted her breathing rhythm, then pulled out an arrow neatly, aiming the arrow at the white beckoning cat she had been peeking at just now.

Arrow thrown for the first time - missed.

"Huh?"

After a short pause, Sanako immediately took up the second arrow and aimed at the beckoning cat again.

2nd Arrow - Missed...

"……Um?"

Perhaps because he realized that the game was much more difficult than he had imagined, Sanako straightened his waist, which was already "standing like a pine", a little more straight.

Look solemn.

The movements of raising and throwing arrows have also become more rigid.

However, these actions of Sanako are of no use.

Her throwing skills didn't improve much.

The thrown arrows either floated down before reaching the shelf, or the arrows were skewed and flew hundreds of thousands of miles away.

But Sanako was not discouraged.

Repeatedly defeated... yet defeated again and again.

Although he couldn't see her face because he was wearing a mask that only exposed a pair of eyes, Qingdeng could clearly feel that Sanako's expression was always calm.

He didn't show any anxiety or impatience because of his poor throwing skills and poor "results".

Whether it is taking the arrow or aiming at it; whether it is throwing or taking a short break... Every movement of Sanako is so elegant and never tires of watching.

The so-called "temperament" is really a very metaphysical thing.

The same set of actions, different people can make different feelings.

Sanako belongs to the kind of person who can eat the aura of "goddess eats pearls and emeralds" even if he is squatting on the street and eating stinky tofu.

Even though his face was covered by a mask, it was difficult to hide Sanako's elegant and compelling temperament.

As if influenced by Sanako's elegant aura, the flow of time around seemed to slow down from the moment Sanako threw the first arrow.

Sanako has become the undoubted "origin" of this space.

Qingdeng, the bald boss, and almost all the spectators and players around them unconsciously focused their attention on Sanako, admiring Sanako's pleasing demeanor and behavior.

Sanako was unaware of these changes in the outside world—her entire attention was focused on the arrow in her hand and the game in front of her.

Before he knew it, there was only one arrow left in Zuo Nazi's hand.

Even though there was only one last chance left, Sanako still didn't emit any negative emotions.

Rather... her fighting spirit seems to be even higher.

An awe-inspiring aura could be vaguely seen bursting out from her pair of beautiful eyes exposed outside the mask.

She weighed the last arrow left in her hand, then raised the body of the arrow, aiming at the white lucky cat on the top shelf again.

Sanako has only one goal from beginning to end: the white beckoning cat on the top shelf.

Every arrow she throws is aimed at this cute beckoning cat.

At this time, Qingdeng suddenly thought: Could it be that... Zuo Nazi didn't want to play this game, but wanted the beckoning cat?

Just as Qingdeng was thinking this way in his heart, Sanako's right arm drew a beautiful arc——the arrow that left the arm instantly cut everyone's vision horizontally

Maybe Sanako finally got the hang of the throw, or it could be pure luck.

This last arrow... finally hit the white lucky cat successfully!

"congratulations!"

The bald boss shook the rattle in his hand vigorously, and said to Sanako with a smile on his face:

"You hit that lucky cat! Now this lucky cat belongs to you!"

Sanako doesn't seem to have expected her success.

She was stunned for a moment, and then reacted slowly, subconsciously brought her two small hands clenched into fists to the bear, and shouted excitedly:

"Success, success!"

After shouting, Sana Zifang realized that he seemed to have accidentally done something very disrespectful.

With a look of embarrassment on her face, her eyes flickered hastily, and she hurriedly released her fists in front of the bear and cleared her throat, pretending nothing happened.

"Come on! Take it!"

The bald boss took the white lucky cat off the shelf and handed it to Sanako with both hands.

"Master Samurai, Miss, do you want to continue playing?"

"No." Sanako shook his head without thinking.

Qingdeng brought Sanaz to this booth just to let him let go of his reserve and enjoy the grand ceremony to the fullest. Now the goal has been achieved, so he shook his head: "Me too."

"Oh! Then if you want to continue playing in the future, please come and take care of my business again!"

After saying this with a professional smile, the bald boss squinted his eyes and glanced at Qing Deng with a meaningful look...

...

...

Qing Deng and Zuo Nazi left from the stall of the bald boss one after the other.

Sanako, holding the white beckoning cat in both hands, lowered her head to look at the "cat", while stroking the eyes, nose, and mouth of the "cat" with delicate fingers as light as scallions.

Sanako seems to really like this lucky cat.

In the eyes deeply covered by the mask, a childlike smile floated up.

Qingdeng folded his arms, and looked at Sanako who was still "eye-to-eye" with the lucky cat with a gaze that seemed to be appreciating a work of art.

At this moment, Qingdeng has the feeling of "having a new understanding of Sanako".

For a long time, the image that Sanako has shown to the outside world is the perfect embodiment of elegance, generosity, knowledge and reason, and the term "Yamato Nadeshiko".

Qingdeng has long been used to this kind of Sanazi.

Therefore, whether it was Sanako who yelled happily just now, or looking at a beckoning cat happily now, it all brought Qingdeng a different kind of... touch.

It was the first time he saw Sanako showing such a...childish side.

While being surprised, it was also quite interesting.

The lines on Qingdeng's face unconsciously and slowly relaxed, and the relaxed lines turned into a faint smile.

...

...

Thanks to the "shooting game" just now, Sanako let go of her arrogance a lot.

Although still a little cautious, I no longer have a strong resistance to playing in every game stall and eating and drinking in every food stall.

The two were eating, drinking, and having fun while heading towards the place where the fireworks were set off: the Liangliang Bridge.

After stopping and stopping, when we arrived at the most famous bridge in Edo, it happened that it was almost the time for the fireworks to be set off - in about 5 minutes, the colorful fireworks would light up the entire night sky.

However... At this moment, Qingdeng and Zuo Nazi faced a difficult problem: they looked around, but they couldn't find a good place to watch the fireworks.

Everybody...everywhere...

Compared with last night, the flow of people tonight has increased a lot.

Not to mention looking for a good viewing spot, it is difficult to even get close to the Liangliang Bridge.

But fortunately, just when Qing Deng was at his wit's end, he suddenly discovered that not far from his right hand side, there was an additional open-air tea stall that was not there last night.

And there happened to be two vacant seats left on a certain bench in that open-air tea stall.

"Miss Sanako, come with me."

Qingdeng hurriedly waved to Zuo Nazi, and at the same time ran quickly to the open-air tea stall, occupying the two empty seats.

Zuo Nazi, who came half a step slowly, sat on Qingdeng's left hand side.

Because there is not enough space on the bench, the two had to sit next to each other in a flesh-to-blood posture.

Although it doesn't feel too crowded...but the physical heat that is constantly being transmitted to each other's bodies makes the expressions on the faces of the two uncontrollably weird.

"2 guest officers, what would you like to drink?"

At this time, the Tedai of the tea stand, a little girl who seemed to have just turned 10 years old, greeted them with a smile on her face.

"Hmm... just a cup of green tea." Qingdeng said.

"Me too." Sanako said, "A cup of green tea is fine."

"Okay! 2 cups of green tea? I'll bring them to you two right away!"

After explaining the cup of tea he wanted to drink to this little teddy, Qingdeng turned his gaze back to the front.

The open-air tea stall where he and Sanako were sitting was in a good location, just facing the east bridge entrance of the Liangyang Bridge. When you looked up, you could see the clear night sky, and you could sit and drink tea while watching the fireworks.

Looking up, there are a lot of people.

The dense flow of people filled Qingdeng's field of vision.

Last night, because of the delay in Qingdeng's rescue of Da Yueshi, when he and Kinoshita Mai arrived at the Liangliang Bridge in a hurry, the fireworks show was about to start.

Because I was in a hurry to find a location, I had no time to take a closer look at the scene of tens of thousands of people on the bridge deck and around the bridge deck.

Right now, it just happened to make up for the regret of last night.

The bridge deck of the Liangliang Bridge, which has always been famous for its spaciousness and can accommodate more than ten adults walking side by side, has become extremely narrow at this moment.

There are only people to be seen everywhere. The so-called "sea of ​​people" is nothing more than that.

The flow of people is like a sluggish, slow-flowing river.

There is a little gap in front, just drill in to fill it. Just squeeze, squeeze, drill, wait... inch by inch. As long as one more person is stuffed in, the river will burst its banks.

In addition to the ground, the river under the bridge is also very lively.

Exquisite painted boats are dotted across the Sumida River.

Enjoy the fireworks without being overcrowded while comfortably paddling on the cool river. If you want, you can also invite some geisha who only sell their art but not their body, or both of their art and their body... It is taken for granted that those who can afford this kind of service are without exception rich or expensive.

Rao Qingdeng, who now has the title of "King Ren", does not have the financial resources and social status to become a member of the "Army of Boats".

The time of waiting for the tea to be served and the fireworks to appear is very boring.

For entertainment, Qingdeng casually asked Sanako:

"Miss Sanako, do you often come to the fireworks display in previous years?"

"When I was young, I would come to play almost every year." Sanako replied indifferently, "But after the coming-of-age ceremony, I basically never participated in it again."

"Huh? Why?"

"There's no particular reason."

Sanako took a deep breath.

"I just feel tired..."

"Every year's fireworks display is the same."

"A large number of vendors set up stalls around the Liangliang Bridge."

"When the time is up, let's set off the fireworks."

"Although Kenya has always been committed to innovation and tries to produce newer styles of fireworks every year, but... maybe it's because people's mentality will gradually change as they grow older."

"Now I am no longer so yearning for fireworks like I was when I was a child."

Qingdeng listened quietly, then burst out laughing:

"Does mentality gradually change with age... Haha, I understand this feeling very well. I liked cats very much when I was young. When I grew up, I found that compared to cats that don't care about people, dogs are very loyal to humans. Seems cuter."

"Ah, I have never changed my preference for how to choose between cats and dogs." Sanako compared the beckoning cat in his arms to his pretty face, with a bit of a smile Said slowly in a satisfied tone, "Whether it was when I was a child or now, I like cats very much."

"2 guest officers! Your tea is here!"

While the two were talking, the little tedai ​​who had just left for a short time ran up to Qingdeng and Sanako quickly and steadily, holding two cups of steaming green tea on a tea tray.

After smoothly passing the tea ordered by Qingdeng and Sanako to them, Tedai held the empty tea tray, turned back along the original road, and ran to entertain another group of guests.

Sanako, who happened to be a little thirsty at the moment, handed the beckoning cat and the furoshiki containing her clothes into her left palm, freeing her right hand to carefully pick up the teacup.

But, at this moment——

"Ah, it's so hot!"

Due to her finger slipping accidentally, Sanako couldn't hold the tea cup firmly, and a small splash of tea flew out of the cup and poured on the thumb, index finger and middle finger of her right hand.

The tender white skin instantly turned red.

"Miss Zuo Nazi, are you alright?" Qing Deng asked hurriedly.

"It's okay..." Sanako put the teacup back to its original position, and blew air on the burnt place, "It's not serious."

Judging from the condition and color of the skin... Sanako's fingers were indeed not seriously burned, it was just that the superficial skin was burned red.

Best to hurry and find something cold to cool down, though.

"Miss Sanako, you can try to touch your earlobe." Qingdeng raised his hand and pointed to his earlobe.

"Um?"

"The earlobe is cool, and it will feel more comfortable if you touch it."

"Eh...? No, but..." Sanako showed a surprised look, "This...is this not so good...?"

"What's wrong?" Qingdeng asked in confusion, "It's just touching the earlobe. Let's touch it."

"Hmmm..." The expression on Sanazi's face changed from confusion to embarrassment. Eyes dodge.

Seeing that Zenazi didn't move for a long time, Qing Deng said again:

"If you touch the earlobe, it will really feel a lot more comfortable."

"I... I see."

Sanako half-closed his eyes, let out a long breath with a "ha".

Then, she pursed her red lips tightly, with a firm expression of determination... stretched out her burnt fingers, and pinched Qingdeng's earlobe...

"Really...is it cold...huh? Why does it seem to be getting hot...?"

"Miss, Miss Zuo..." Qingdeng couldn't help looking away, and said dryly in embarrassment, "It's not touching my earlobe... it's touching your own..."

"Huh?" Sanako was stunned.

The time around the two of them seemed to have stopped at this moment...

3 seconds? 5 seconds? 10 seconds? Qingdeng couldn't tell the time.

He only knew that after a seemingly long but short time in the past, the gentle touch gradually moved away from his ears.

"Uh... that..."

Sanako put the retracted right hand back on her sensual thigh, then turned slightly sideways, so that her face and her eyes were facing a place where Qingdeng could not be seen.

"Because you kept pointing at your earlobe just now...so I...I...I thought..."

Speaking of this, Sanako closed his mouth tightly as if he was powerless to continue, and did not make another sound.

Zenazi, who turned sideways, only left Qingdeng with her lovely back of the head, beautiful back and... a pair of small ears.

Qingdeng clearly saw: at this very moment, there was a smear of bright red splashing on Zanazi's delicate ears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"..." The sudden accident made Qingdeng speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

——Miss Sanako also has a very dull side...

Qingdeng has a new understanding of Sanako.

There seems to be an interesting contrast between the inner soul and the outer image of Yamato Nadeko, who is both talented and beautiful, graceful and elegant, which Qingdeng has never noticed... no, it should be an interesting contrast that Qingdeng has never had the opportunity to notice.

An indescribably strange atmosphere rose between the two and surrounded them...

Fortunately - this weird atmosphere didn't last long.

Woo--!

Tonight's first fireworks went off.

The fireworks made a loud sound, and beautiful flowers bloomed above everyone's heads.

As soon as the flowers disappear, the next fireworks will brightly embellish the moonlight again.

The fireworks finally rose to rescue the embarrassing young man and woman.

Qingdeng and Zuo Nazi couldn't care less about being shy anymore, they raised their heads one after another, quietly appreciating the night sky illuminated by colorful colors like daytime.

Some fireworks fly like catkins; some fireworks change into halos like water patterns; some fireworks fall straight like meteors...

Although Qingdeng had already seen this grand fireworks show last night, it was still very shocking and enjoyable to watch it again.

It has been fired for nearly 20 minutes, and there is no sign of stopping.

One after another, the fireworks that continuously rise into the sky transmit wave after wave of vibrations.

"... Mr. Tangerine."

Suddenly, Sanako's small voice mixed into it.

"Um?"

At some point in time, Sanako turned around and came back.

"...tonight...no, I've been bothering you all day today...I really don't know how to thank you." Sanako alternately played with his hands on his legs.

After hearing this, Qingdeng couldn't help laughing.

He originally wanted to use "I didn't do anything so great, so you don't have to be polite" as an excuse to just evade the question of "how to thank him".

But he considered that Sanako is the kind of person with strong self-esteem, and if he told her "you don't have to do anything", she probably wouldn't listen.

So, after thinking for a moment, Qing Deng changed into a half-joking tone:

"Then...Miss Sanako, can you smile at me?"

Sanako: "Huh?"

"You almost didn't smile all night today... Ah, no, it's because you don't smile much on weekdays, and you always have a straight face."

Qingdeng smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing to his cheek.

"I'm not forcing Miss Sanako to change your personality. Whether you like to laugh or not is just a matter of personal preference, and there is no distinction between good and bad."

"But... let's make an exception tonight, let me see your smiling face more."

"...Mr. Ju, do you want to see me smile?" Sanako muttered.

"It's not so much that I want to see you smile, but rather that I want to see you with a happy expression from the heart." Qingdeng blurted out, "For me, the best 'thank you gift' is to discover my own All the hard work is worth it.”

"..." Sanako fell silent.

She was silent, motionless like a rock... she even stopped playing with her fingers.

What happened next really happened in an instant.

Sanako raised her slender hand and took off the mask on her face.

In an instant, the surrounding light gathered on Sanako who showed his shameful face.

"Mr. Tangerine..."

Under the brilliance of the gorgeous fireworks, the girl softly called her boyfriend's name.

She smiled slightly as the young man turned away attracted by her voice.

A bit shy and reserved.

But it's not an unnatural smile.

Sanako usually has a serious face no matter who he is, seldom reveals a frivolous look, seldom makes witty remarks, and seldom shows a smile...

However, now it is rare to show such...a girlish expression.

Qingdeng felt a strange tension for no reason.

"...Thank you for agreeing to my willful request this morning and for being willing to learn from me."

Zuo Nazi smiled, parted her red lips, and said slowly.

"Thank you for protecting me desperately when I accidentally fell in the river."

"Thank you for working so hard to find me after you found out that I was 'missing'."

"Also, and..."

As if holding back something... Sanako bit her lower lip lightly.

She held the simple-looking white beckoning cat with both hands, and slowly raised it to her face. While continuing to look at Qingdeng, she hid the parts below the eyes behind the beckoning cat.

"Thank you...for bringing me here to play tonight."

"Obviously I have passed the age when I really like fireworks displays...but now I feel so happy..."

"So happy……"

"Really... thank you very much..."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Nazi's eyes slanted to the side as if escaping, staring at the ground beside his feet, not daring to meet Qing Deng's eyes again.

The places that are not blocked by the beckoning cat...the forehead and ears are all covered with full-colored pink cherry blossoms.

Her long hair, tied into a high ponytail, fluttered in the wind.

The pink pretty face repeatedly illuminated by the light of the fireworks makes people feel dazzling.

Those eyes full of intellectual color and clear black and white, shone with dreamlike light by the hazy moonlight, colorful fireworks colors, and the touch of other emotions that cannot be controlled.

"Miss Sanako..."

Qingdeng thought he was maintaining a normal mind, but deep in his heart against his will, vigorous emotions emerged, and his voice was interrupted without authorization.

At this time, Sanako finally brought up the courage to look at Qingdeng again.

Qingdeng, who couldn't resist his inner feelings and was speechless, and Sanako, who was too ashamed to speak anymore... The two stared at each other under the flames and surrounded by the "fire spirits".

For a long time, for a long time...

...

...

In Edo, Huofu thieves changed government offices, a certain room——

"Hoo... ph... ph..."

The sound of light breathing dominated the entire room.

A young man in a black uniform was lying on his back in the center of the room in a "big" posture.

Dozing off, he didn't have a quilt on his body, and only covered his face with a thick book that was spread out.

On the simple and unsophisticated book cover, there are 5 big Chinese characters written: Wang Yangming Xinxue.

Boom boom boom...

Suddenly, the sound of hurried and fast approaching footsteps came from outside the room.

Immediately afterwards——

"My grandson! My grandson!"

Outside the door, there was a shadow kneeling on one knee.

"Um?"

The young man let out a sleepy groan.

"What's the matter?"

"I received the information from the informant! The 'Ghost of Yangming' has appeared again!"

Pa Shu—the young man pushed away the book "Wang Yangming's Psychology" covering his face, kicked his legs, and sat up with a very neat movement.

"These 'dead souls of Osaka'... really don't stop..." The young man raised his hand and grabbed the saber on the knife rest beside him...

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