Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

"Even if it's not now, it will be in the future." The stall owner asked the children around him not to get too close to the machine and to be careful. "Have you decided? What flavor do you want?"

"Wait a minute!" Chihaya Aine looked at Shirakawa Haru, "Chairman, what flavor of marshmallows do you think we should buy? I'm having a hard time choosing. There are so many marshmallows, and I want to try them all. But there are only two of us, so no matter how hard we try, we can only buy two different flavors."

"We want one of each flavor of marshmallow. Thank you, but don't be too small. We want the original ones. She said she's not a child anymore." Shirakawa Haru walked over to the stall owner and whispered, then looked at Chihaya Aine, "If you want to eat them, just take one of each flavor."

"What if I can't finish them?" Chihaya Aine puffed her cheeks and hugged Shirakawa Haru's waist from behind. "I can't eat so many marshmallows, I'll get fat. I just bought new clothes a few days ago. If they can't fit me, it's all your fault, Chairman. You're so good to me!"

"You eat first. I'll eat the rest you can't finish." Shirakawa Haru took the various marshmallows from the store manager and handed them to Chihaya Aine. "Eat while you walk. There seem to be some fun things up ahead."

"Chairman, bow your head." Chihaya Aine bit into a marshmallow, the sweet taste spreading across her lips. She asked Shirakawa Haru to hold still, then tasted each marshmallow, her lips moistened by the syrup. "Please have some marshmallows."

Chihaya Aine handed over the marshmallow she had eaten and wanted Shirakawa Haru to have a taste, but Shirakawa Haru turned his head away and refused to eat it. So Chihaya Aine, who was "humiliated and angry", forced the marshmallow into Shirakawa Haru's mouth and took the opportunity to give him a kiss on the face that smelled of malt sugar.

Tents lined the end of Cultural Street, the air thick with the aroma of herbs and incense. The ground was covered in ashes, and between the tents stood stone platforms, with iron pots hanging above them and simulated flame lamps beneath them.

This is the "territory" of the Gypsies, a minority group originating in northern India who later migrated and spread across the world. They are also known as Roma, Bohemians or Gypsies.

Men often work as musicians, blacksmiths, livestock traders and animal trainers.

Women are more likely to engage in singing and dancing performances, fortune-telling and selling medicine.

The tent in front of Shirakawa Haru and Chihaya Aine had a divination sign hanging on it, with a blue crystal ball painted on it.

"Aine, should we go in and take a look?" asked Shirakawa Haru.

Before, when she was at the entrance of Wenhua Street, Chihaya Aine's attention was attracted by these "gypsies". She said that love fortune-telling has been very popular among girls recently, and it seems that even Vice President Toyokawa has played this privately, so she wanted to give it a try.

"Come in." Chihaya Aine's throat rolled. "It feels a bit eerie here. There shouldn't be anything scary here, right?"

"This is the style of the Gypsies," Shirakawa Haru explained. "They have witch doctors for healing, tarot cards and crystal balls for divination, and they can ward off evil spirits and cast curses... These cultural elements are very common in horror games and movies. Let's go in and take a look."

Shirakawa Haru protected Chihaya Aine behind him and walked into the tent.

The tent was dark, filled with simulated flame lamps and flame simulators, phosphorus-white candles burning, incense burning in incense burners, milky white smoke rising gently, and thick books scattered on the table.

A blue crystal ball fell in front of the "Gypsy" woman.

The woman had her eyes closed and her hair was disheveled. She wore a necklace made of shells on her forehead, a pair of earrings in her ears, and a colorful robe. She had three-dimensional eye sockets and a dark skin tone.

"Chairman, she is so beautiful." Chihaya Aine grabbed Shirakawa Haru's hand.

"After all, they're hired actors, so we have to pick good-looking ones." Shirakawa Haru retracted her foot, "Aine, why are you stepping on my foot?"

"President, please don't say things that ruin the atmosphere at a time like this!" Chihaya Aine lowered her voice. She walked up to the owner of the tent and said, "Excuse me, do you accept divination here?"

"Sure." The gypsy woman opened her eyes and looked at Chihaya Aine and Shirakawa Haru. "Love fortune telling?"

"So accurate!" Chihaya Aine cheered, but the gypsy woman asked her to keep quiet, "Hehe." Then Chihaya Aine gave her signature silly laugh again.

"How do you want to tell fortunes, little girl? Do you want to use a crystal ball, tarot cards, or just rely on inspiration?" The maid, Sai Woman, blew away the dust on the desk, wiped the crystal ball with a towel, and then took out a deck of tarot cards.

"Which one is the most accurate?" asked Chihaya Aine.

"Fortune tellers are never sure," the woman said slowly. "Some things are destined. If they're destined to happen, no matter how much preparation you make, it's useless. So, little girl, please choose any of these three options and trust your feelings."

"I want to use the crystal ball for divination." Chihaya Aine took a step forward.

"Of course, pace your breathing and place your non-dominant hand on the crystal ball."

The gypsy woman muttered something, and then she said to Shirakawa Haru, "Excuse me, could this guest please leave for a while?"

Shirakawa Haru walked out of the tent. Now only Chihaya Aine and the gypsy woman were left here.

"I'm sorry, little girl," the gypsy woman said, "but my crystal ball tells me that the man you brought here is not the right match for you."

Chapter 137: Love View: Betrayal by Friends

"Excuse me, what do you mean by this?" Chihaya Aine subconsciously used honorifics upon hearing the gypsy woman's divination results. Her expression wasn't very good, her lovely smile vanished, the ends of her long, thin eyebrows curled up, and her voice deepened. "Could you please tell me about this divination result?"

Compared with boys, girls seem to be more likely to believe in these illusory divinations.

She cares a lot about the results of prayers or divination.

This is the first love fortune-telling in Chihaya Aine's life. She brings the boy she likes to the fortune-telling house in Cultural Street, hoping to get a good result when facing the gypsy woman, but unexpectedly she is told that the boy she has been thinking about is not her ideal match.

What's going on? Is this a way of trying to make money by first suppressing and then praising?

Chihaya Aine knew some of the marketing tactics used by fortune tellers on the roadside: they'd first use vague, neutral statements to get customers to think wildly and actively speculate about something bad, and then offer them a solution, saying there was a way to fix this situation, as long as they were willing to spend some money to buy amulets, bracelets, or something like that...

She could understand the fortune tellers' thoughts, but this was her first love fortune telling in her life!

The more she likes Shirakawa Haru, the more she cares about this divination. If the gypsy woman doesn't explain the content of the divination clearly, she won't leave!

Chihaya Aine looked at the crystal ball quietly, hoping to see something from it. The surface of the crystal ball was translucent, reflecting the faint candlelight and the constantly rising incense smoke, as well as her own face and the gypsy woman's face looming in the smoke.

She looked up again at the gypsy woman's face, who was looking up at her.

"Literally." The gypsy woman opened the wooden cabinet on the table, took out a bottle of ointment, and rubbed it on her eyelids. "He is a very good boy, but he has some fatal flaws, and these flaws will make you suffer in the future."

"Having flaws is normal, isn't it?" Chihaya Aine felt a little uneasy. She then took out her phone and opened the camera. In the lower left corner was the photo she had taken of Shirakawa Haru at the entrance of Wenhua Street. Shirakawa Haru's expression was cold in the photo, but she always felt that he was smiling. As she looked at the photo, her mood gradually calmed down. "As long as we are human, everyone has flaws."

"But his shortcomings will hurt you." The gypsy woman did not take out any jewelry, playing cards, incense or other products to sell to Chihaya Aine as Chihaya Aine had expected. She just fiddled with the tarot cards on the table.

"Little girl, I may be a little talkative, but I suggest you leave him as soon as possible," she said.

"Why? Can you tell me the reason in detail?" Chihaya Aine's expression was serious. She could see that the gypsy woman in front of her might not be saying this to her with a sales pitch.

This is fortune-telling. I can't tell you the exact future, but you can make your own guesses based on the details I've given you. And that future is also uncertain." The gypsy woman waved her hand, dispersing the smoke rising from the incense burner. "But I can tell you some vague things, such as his shortcomings."

"Shirakawa Haru's shortcomings? Does he really have such a thing?" Chihaya Aine turned her head to look back at the door of the tent and muttered to herself.

Shirakawa Haru was standing not far from the tent. He avoided the place where Chihaya Aine had bitten him and ate the marshmallow in his hand. He didn't play with his phone or move around. He seemed very quiet.

"Yes." The gypsy woman didn't know how to describe Shirakawa Haru's shortcomings. She thought for a moment and finally found a suitable word to describe him. "He's too childish."

"Childish? How is that possible? The chairman is the most mature boy I've ever met!" As if she had heard something impossible, Chihaya Aine's leaden pupils began to dilate, her lips pouting, and she glared at the gypsy woman, defending her beloved. "This is too much!"

She couldn't believe that the chairman who took care of her so gently could be the childish person described by the gypsy woman.

"There are many kinds of love: friendship for friends, affection for family, love for lovers, and even the selfless love for the entire world that philosophers share. Childishness is the same; it's not flat. People always think children are childish and adults are mature, but the opposite is true. Sometimes, those you consider mature are actually much more childish than you think." The gypsy woman's eyes flickered, holding the sixth card of the Major Arcana. "You're a lot like me in the past. I once had a lover, and I argued for him in front of other people's divinations."

"What's so childish about the boy I brought here?" Chihaya Aine pulled over a chair and sat down.

"It was a multiple-choice question where either answer was correct, but the boy you brought got it wrong... He did it on purpose. He knew it was a multiple-choice question, but every option held a fatal attraction for him, and he didn't want to give up any of them," the gypsy woman said. "He knew very well that what he did was wrong, but he chose it anyway."

"If you come to that, then he is indeed very childish." Chihaya Aine folded her legs together and lowered her head, her long, silky hair falling down. "Can I ask which choice he is hesitating about?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't." The gypsy woman rejected Chihaya Aine without hesitation. "You'll be heartbroken because of him anyway. He's a good boy, but he's too naive. Even children know that some questions in this world can only have a single answer."

"He's not suitable," the gypsy woman said. "You'll be sad because of him, you'll cry because of him, you'll be unable to sleep or eat, and you'll toss and turn. The relationship you've rebuilt will collapse in an instant, and you'll be thinking about how to escape."

In the crystal ball, she saw Chihaya Aine wearing a thick woolen coat with a calm expression, as if nothing in the world could move her heart.

She picked up her suitcase and walked slowly onto the plane.

Behind her was the boy who came with her today. He ran towards her and kept calling her name.

She didn't pause, just turned her head and glanced at him casually, then resolutely disappeared into the entrance of the plane.

"But that's something for the future, right?" With a smile on her face, Chihaya Aine raised her head and looked at the gypsy woman bravely and fearlessly.

It was as if she was some kind of magical beast and I was a brave warrior. She was using some nasty words to try to shake me, but as long as I looked at her, whatever tricks she used would be ineffective.

What the gypsy woman sees in the crystal ball may actually be her own future.

Chihaya Aine curled her lips in dissatisfaction and cast an aggrieved look at Shirakawa Haru outside the tent.

My future self will be sad because of the chairman...

The chairman is very nice to me, and I like him so much, why would he make me sad?

Although this kind of thing will happen in the future, and an uncertain future at that, Chihaya Aine can't help but feel sad whenever she thinks about the possibility of such a thing.

However, she could let her future self worry about the future. Right now, she needed to enjoy her youth with the chairman.

"Can I ask you something? Will he always be with me in the future?" Chihaya Aine asked the gypsy woman. "Please answer me. This is very important to me."

"Yes, he will always be with you. Even if you want to drive him away, he won't leave."

"Will he betray me?"

"No. From now on, whatever you say is what it is."

"Will he treat me the same way he treats me now in the future?"

"Yes, he does a really good job in this regard," the gypsy woman said. "I understand what you want to ask, little girl. He loves you very much, and no matter how much time passes, this feeling will never fade."

But what the gypsy woman didn't say was that this love was not exclusive to you, and he would fall in love with many people in the future. He would give the same love to every girl who loved him, and love them with all his strength, without letting them get hurt even a little.

Even though he knew that it was impossible for him to divide his love equally into several parts.

Because of this, he himself was tortured for a long time.

Love is not only a blessing, love is also a curse.

"Will he still make me sad at that time?" Chihaya Aine asked.

"Yes." The gypsy woman finished burning the incense in the censer and lit another piece of spice.

"Then I'm satisfied." Chihaya Aine looked at the photo of Shirakawa Haru in her phone album, "Thank you for telling me these things."

"Most girls in the world can't stand his shortcomings. Those who can tolerate his shortcomings are all psychopaths." The gypsy woman held her forehead. She saw something ridiculous in the crystal ball, but she couldn't tell Chihaya Aine the whole story directly.

"The chairman is only in his first year of high school this year. He's in adolescence, so it's normal for him to be a little childish and imperfect." Chihaya Aine said, "Even if he has countless shortcomings, I still like him very much. If liking him is crazy, then I would have been crazy long ago!"

When she thought about it carefully, she found that after she returned to Tokyo, the shadow of Shirakawa Haru was present in almost everything that happened to her.

When she was sad, Shirakawa Qing would comfort her. If she was tired, Shirakawa Qing would take her out for a walk. In cooking class, Shirakawa Qing would also make delicious food for her. When she encountered problems that she couldn't handle, he would always help her deal with everything silently.

Is it hard to understand why I would fall in love with Shirakawa Haru like this? Chihaya Aine touched her chest and asked herself.

It would be strange if you didn’t like it!

She is very satisfied with her current life. The band's career is developing steadily. Although the band's name has not been used yet, they will be a band with a name once they officially debut.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, she now knows almost all the students in the first year of high school and can talk to them, not to mention the band members who play with her every day.

In terms of love, she has a boyfriend, Shirakawa Haru. As long as nothing unexpected happens, it is almost certain that they will be together.

The incense burning in the incense burner emits a refreshing fragrance that smells like a cool breeze.

Chihaya Aine glanced at the table in front of the gypsy woman and saw several English books on the table.

She suddenly knew what she should say now.

Her spoken English is not good, but her written test scores have always been among the best. When she was trying to improve her English scores, she read a lot of British novels in English.

"Thank you for your divination. Perhaps you're right. I'll cry for the boy I like in the future, but right now, I undoubtedly enjoy everything he brings me." Chihaya Aine's fingers twirled on the table. "I came up with this."

"I know you are stupid, frivolous, and empty-headed, but I love you. I know your intentions, your ideals, that you are snobbish and vulgar, but I love you. I know you are a second-rate person, but I love you. I do my best to appreciate the things you are passionate about, and I take great pains to show you that I am not ignorant, vulgar, gossipy, or extremely stupid. I know that my wisdom will shock you, so I am cautious in every way and make sure to act like a fool like any man you date. I know that you are marrying me only for your own selfish reasons. I love you so deeply, I don't care." Chihaya Aine spoke slowly, and for a moment she used a not-so-fluent London accent.

"As far as I know, when people fall in love but their love isn't returned, they often feel hurt and disappointed, and then turn angry and bitter. I'm not like that. I never expected you to love me, I never imagined you had any reason to love me, and I never considered myself to be lovable. For me, I should be grateful for the chance to love you. Every time I think of how happy you are with me, every time I see joy in your eyes, I'm overjoyed..." She continued until her mouth was dry. At this moment, she suddenly felt that her spoken English was not that bad after all. Maybe if she just persevered in England a little longer, she could live there.

The gypsy woman listened quietly. A music box was placed in front of her. On top of the box, there was a pair of dancing figures, which kept spinning.

As Maugham's delicate brushstrokes continued to write, Chihaya Aine gradually understood why she was not afraid of the future the gypsy woman had described. It had nothing to do with Shirakawa Haru. Her love for Shirakawa Haru was her own business. Even if he didn't pamper her like he did now, she would still love him.

Compared to giving love without getting any return, I am already much luckier, because the chairman gives a lot and he gets little.

If he really makes her cry or sheds tears for him in the future, she will hold these crystal-clear pains in her hands and use them as love to compensate him.

"Phew, you're such a silly girl! I hope you won't regret it later." The gypsy woman turned around and rummaged through the drawers, finding a dreamcatcher. "I'll give this to you. As an apology for my nonsense. Also, I won't charge you for this divination."

The gypsy woman pursed her lips, was silent for a moment, and said, "This love divination is inaccurate, so it's free."

"Thank you!" Chihaya Aine took the dream catcher and fiddled with it for a while. "Excuse me, do you have any more dream catchers here? I want to buy one for my friend."

"Take it, it's free." The gypsy woman said unhappily. Even though she was well-informed, she was surprised by Chihaya Aine's view on love.

"How can this be possible?" Chihaya Aine quickly picked up the dream catcher and smiled awkwardly. She thanked the gypsy woman again, "Thank you~"

Then Chihaya Aine prepared to turn around and leave.

But just before she walked out of the tent, the gypsy woman suddenly said, "Pay more attention to your friends. Don't be too naive. Be careful of her betrayal."

Chapter 138 Little Hailing

On a weekend morning, Haru Shirakawa sat quietly on the steps in front of the ECHO Music Store in Chiba Prefecture.

The sun continued to rise behind the distant mountains. The clear sky was as deep as a lake in late autumn. The sunlight passed through the still lush treetops in front of the piano store, and the fine, mottled light and shadow fell into Shirakawa Haru's pupils.

He narrowed his eyes.

Because he had to take care of the two bands, the time he spent with his sister Yuki was greatly reduced recently. Yesterday, in order to make Yuki happy, he was dragged by her to play video games for almost half the night.