Lost Narrative Poetry

Unknowingly, the time came to half past three in the afternoon again.

The afterglow of the setting sun once again entered the teaching building slantingly, spreading into classrooms and corridors one after another. Xia Ran walked quickly in the warm orange.

From this time on, most students either walked out of school and went home, or went to sit somewhere outside the school in groups with their friends, or were participating in club activities.

Then there is the exercise of running in and out on the sports field, sweating and youthful, but the latter is ultimately a minority among the minority.

Xia Ran came to the special building and took a familiar route all the way to the fourth floor. Then she walked along the east corridor and ran straight to the designated activity room of the service department at the end of the corridor. Just like usual, he opened the door of the activity room directly.

Because generally speaking, he is always the first to arrive, so he didn’t knock on the door, but this time seemed to be an exception——

The classroom seemed to be abandoned and empty. Various tables and chairs were stacked in the back half of the classroom. Near the window edge, the girl was quietly sitting there, lowering her head and reading, her fair face dyed red by the sunset. There was a little more heat on it.

This made her look no longer as deserted as pure white snow, but with a hint of human warmth and feeling.

"..."

"..."

The scenery in this scene was so beautiful that Xia Ran held her breath subconsciously, fearing that the slightest movement she made would break the time and space that seemed to have been frozen.

The evening breeze outside the window was blowing gently, and the long black hair like ink jade was also swaying slightly. The girl was reading quietly like this. It seemed that even if the end of the world came, it would not change this scene in the slightest. will last forever.

Beautiful, lonely, and hazy...

There is also a pure white kimono, which makes her look completely free of duality, but the color is indifferent, just like her heart that observes the principles of the world and the way of existence in the world...

Wait, kimono?

Xia Ran suddenly reacted and realized something was not right.

But at this moment, the girl who was reading raised her head and looked in his direction, smiling softly. This smile was like the most perfect embodiment of the concept of women, with those clear and clear eyes. It is both transparent and profound, ethereal and endless.

It felt...like I was facing God.

In a daze, he felt that the entire huge universe was moving away from him, and that beautiful figure was standing in an indistinguishable place, looking at him from a distance.

Vaguely, he seemed to see, on a snowy night in complete silence, a girl in kimono stood quietly on the snow, looking up at the distant space and the stars.

…

…

Brush it...

Brush it...

The distinct sound of turning books came into my mind.

"Um?"

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the table opposite. The books placed on it were being turned by the breeze blowing in from the window, and the pages were being turned by the wind.

Xia Ran blinked slightly in confusion, raised his head from the table in front of him, and looked around. In his sight, this empty classroom that was so familiar that it could be transformed into a landscape in his mind was basically the same as before.

It was empty, except for the tables and chairs, he was the only one there, even though he had just fallen asleep on the table.

The sunlight outside the window is just right at this moment, or should be said to be fierce to the point of being a little bit poisonous. The air in the distance is distorted because the difference in temperature causes the air density to be uneven, resulting in different density, and the light also appears there. refraction.

On the huge sports field that can be directly seen not far from the special building, there are also students in physical education classes doing warm-up exercises, and some have already started training for playing football or tennis.

Several physical education teachers in charge of the class were standing on the edge of the field in different directions, carefully watching the students' conditions, blowing their whistles from time to time, and giving orders...

Xia Ran frowned, looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and found that it was just after nine o'clock in the morning and close to ten o'clock in the morning. It was still a long time before lunch break... But he didn't dare to take it easy. OK, maybe I am still not in the real dimension now?

Just like what happened just now——

With his keen inspiration and powerful will, he didn't notice any problems at all. I really feel that I have spent another day in a down-to-earth manner, and I am preparing to spend the last time of club activities in the service department as usual...

He completely forgot that he actually went to Hiratsuka Shizuka's office in the morning and did not go back to the classroom for class. Instead, he came to the activity room openly and prepared to paddle and fish, but he fell asleep unknowingly.

——Were you dreaming just now?

——Why did you suddenly fall asleep?

These two thoughts flashed through his mind naturally, and he didn't think about it carefully. After all, the answer was obvious. The only thing you need to worry about is, what is her intention? Are you conveying any important information to yourself?

As for why it is unclear, it is because the initial conversation can only be had that one time. After that, Xia Ran himself forgot what he had agreed with the other party. He just knew that it was important and could not remember it.

Even her thoughts have restricted areas. She can only ensure that she will not be noticed before she succeeds, and she cannot interfere too much.

Although there is no reason, Xia Ran knows that this is the case. Even if he has forgotten the specific details, he only knows that as long as he continues to become stronger and accumulate strength, he will naturally continue to approach the goal.

Gently stretching out his slender index finger and rubbing his temples, he first picked up the mobile phone lying on the edge of the table and took a look. He was somewhat relieved to find that there were no new messages or caller IDs.

Although I don’t know how the negotiations between the three princesses went, whether they progressed smoothly, and whether the results have been produced, it should not be the worst situation. At least the shrine should not be demolished.

Relaxing, he refocused his attention on what had just happened. After thinking about it for a moment, Xia Ran suddenly remembered that something like this seemed to have happened in the mission world not long ago.

And it seems that the scene is exactly the same. In the dream, Yukinoshita-san is quietly reading the book in his hand under the sunset by the window, and suddenly turns into the girl wearing a pure white kimono.

Well, wait, read…

Xia Ran raised his eyebrows, as if he had grasped a key point. He looked at the table opposite, which was Yukinoshita Yukino's seat. There were five or six books stacked on the table.

It seems that she will no longer take books back every day, but will leave the unfinished books in the activity room. Anyway, after locking the door, there is no need to worry about theft.

Besides, there should be no unscrupulous thieves who would be interested in this kind of empty classroom that is basically used to stack tables and chairs. They would go to great lengths to break in and steal a few worthless books. The audio-visual classroom and computer club on the third floor Doesn't something smell good?

Xia Ran reached out and pulled the books in front of her, and picked up a reading material at random and looked at it carefully. Yukinoshita Yukino cherished books and put a cover on each book. As a result, if you only look at the surface, some Can't tell which book is which.

"Huh?"

After flipping through it casually, he was slightly surprised. He originally thought that the reading materials Yukinoshita read should be more famous and connotative literary works.

But now it seems that they are all books related to religious folklore, myths and legends and other occult fields, ranging from "Lectures on Astrology" to "The Social and Cultural Context of European Witchcraft" and "Collections of Ghosts of the Past and Present". "some type of.

"Am I misleading Yukinoshita-san?"

Xia Ran felt a little funny, but also had some complicated emotions. It seemed that her previous decision was correct. She really needed to pay attention to this aspect and could not ignore the other party's uneasiness.

After flipping through it carefully, he actually found a copy of "The Tale of Bamboo". It seemed that it should be together with the book "The Collected Relics of One Hundred Demons of the Past and Present". It was Yukinoshita's attempt to understand the inhuman paradise of Gensokyo. ?

Xia Ran thought this, and then discovered that there seemed to be something hidden in the book?

Bookmark?

wrong.

He gently picked up the thing sandwiched between the pages of the book, raised his eyebrows, and found that it was a tarot card. The card depicted a "person" with his hands tied behind his back and being hung upside down. A vague halo of divinity has appeared on his head.

——The Hanged Man.

Xia Ran looked at this tarot card and fell into deep thought, so this should be the key?

This card should not have been put in by Yukinoshita, although it was one of the tarot cards he had used before.

He once used tarot cards to try divination, and even drew the tower card several times in a row. After that, Yukinoshita drew a tarot card that was suspected of being a lover's card. He didn't want him to see it, so he just He took away the entire deck of cards and didn't even return them to him.

but……

Girls shouldn't use that deck of cards as bookmarks, and the bookmarks in the other books are normal hard bookmarks that are usually visible, but this tarot card seems a little out of place.

However, there seems to be nothing special about this card. In his vision and perception, it is ordinary. From the material to the structure, it is unremarkable, and the identification mechanism of the space has not been triggered.

Either it really doesn't have anything special, or its special features are hidden, and the space cannot break through that limitation.

"The Hanged Man... the card probably refers to Odin's deeds, but the tree represents the infinite power of life, and the golden halo on his head is like the halo of an angel..."

Xia Ran tilted his head, and a symbolic halo of pure white that seemed to be dizzy with blood briefly appeared above his head, pulsing and resonating with the heaven and earth, pulsing with energy.

But just for a moment, it disappeared without a trace. This was a change brought about by the Fruit of Life. Although he did not become an apostle, the essence of his life did undergo some changes.

Therefore, he was not sure whether this card could be related to this matter.

"Ah, I finally found you..."

The beautiful voice is not only as sweet as music, but also full of grace and elegance, which makes people think of the princesses of ancient times.