Comics, daily stories

Comics, daily stories

Author: Guanyin

Summary:

Nomiyama Fuhaya: "Girls are made of sugar, softness, spices, and some beautiful things."

"Yukinoshita, I like you."

"Kato Megumi, I like you."

"Sakurajima Mai, I like you."

"Yukinoshita Haruno, I like you."

Yukinoshita Yukino said nothing, but silently took out the whip that represented softness.

He must be beaten... He must be beaten, and beaten hard!

To you in a thousand years

Chapter 1: All the past is prologue

Yukinoshita Haruno looked down at the bottom of the cliff. It was at least twenty meters high. If she fell down accidentally, she would surely die.

So she took a few steps back, and when she thought she was at a distance enough, she rushed forward quickly and jumped high from the edge of the cliff.

She stretched out her hand as if to grab the sun in the sky.

But she only maintained that position for a moment, and after a moment, she fell straight down.

Yukinoshita Haruno discovered that something people said about what happens before death was correct.

That is, [a person's thinking speeds up in the seconds before death]

Yukinoshita Haruno saw the flowers flash by on the cliff. At that moment, she could even see the dewdrops on the red petals. It was crystal clear and beautiful, shining slightly in the light.

She closed her eyes and thought of her mother's last words to her, "You are worthy of being the daughter of the Yukinoshita family", and her sister's serious words before she left, "I want to compete in Aikido with you."

Finally she opened her eyes, covered her chest and breathed hard, but she couldn't help laughing wildly.

Because she was floating in the air half a meter above the ground, and because there was a young man standing opposite her.

The young man had smooth black hair and wore a white yukata, with his collarbone faintly visible near the collar. The orange twilight shone on his face, and the shadows highlighted his tall and delicate nose. His eyebrows were slightly light, which made his face more approachable and gentle. His eyes were clear, like a lake that could reflect the sky.

Now, the water is rippling slightly.

"Are you the guardian of our Yukinoshita family?"

Eleven-year-old Yukinoshita Haruno's voice is childish, but very courageous and straightforward.

The boy did not respond to this. He picked up the crowing rooster in his left hand, then tightened the bamboo fishing rod in his right hand and turned around.

"You should leave here. The back mountain is only accessible to the current head of the Yukinoshita family. You have violated the family rules."

The voice was clear and resonant, with a hint of nobility, but not inhuman.

Yukinoshita Haruno landed on the ground, ignoring the other party's words about family rules, and just ran quickly to his side.

"God, why aren't you wearing shoes?"

The boy walked quietly without saying a word.

"Since you don't wear shoes, why not wear clothes too?"

Still didn't speak.

Yukinoshita Haruno's eyes rolled, and she also closed her mouth and just followed him quietly.

She came to the mountains to do only three things.

Trick him into coming down the mountain!

Trick him into coming down the mountain!

Trick him into coming down the mountain!

......

When Yukinoshita Haruno was ten years old, she asked her younger sister to keep watch while she secretly climbed over the wall to the archives room and saw the secrets of the family that only the current patriarch could access.

It is said to be a secret, but in fact it is just the diary of each generation of clan leaders.

Among the long and boring trivialities of her ancestors' lives, Yukinoshita Haruno found something that made her speechless, a strange thing that has existed from ancient times to the present generation.

The mysterious man in the back mountain.

He seemed to be in the mountains forever, seemed to be immortal, and seemed to be omnipotent.

What will happen when we go down the mountain?

Yukinoshita Haruno stood by the lake, watching the young man in front of her wave his hand to summon firewood, pile it into a circle, and then wave his hand to light it.

With another wave of his hand, the rooster died, blood and internal organs flowed out of its chest and flew into the lake, and its feathers fell off cleanly and landed in the fire.

At the end, a bloodless and gutted chicken was suspended above the fire, rotating automatically.

The young man took his bamboo pole, sat on a rock by the lake, and began to enter into meditation like an old monk.

Seeing the other person's calmness and leisure, Yukinoshita Haruno sat on the stone next to him and started the second conversation since they met.

"God, do you have a name?"

The boy looked at the lake and said nothing.

"Didn't our ancestors give you a name?"

Hearing this, the boy's calm eyes flickered again. He tilted his head and looked at the girl with wide eyes of curiosity: "You seem to know a lot."

Yukinoshita Haruno hid the understanding and joy in her eyes, holding up her face and deliberately not looking at him: "I've looked through all the records about you at home this year, and there seems to be no record of you going down the mountain."

"I've been down the mountain."

"Eh???"

"I went to see her when she died."

"Ancestor? What kind of person is she?"

The young man looked up slightly, as if recalling something. "She was a very self-righteous person who liked to make decisions regardless of other people's opinions. Her eyes were a little different from yours, red, the red of roses, but she didn't leave any bloodline behind."

"Red eyes, we all have blue eyes now."

"Ah."

Seeing that the topic was about to end, Yukinoshita Haruno's blue eyes turned and she talked about another thing.

"Didn't our ancestors persuade you to come down the mountain?"

"She persuaded me, but I didn't want to go down, so she simply moved the Yukinoshita family to the front of my mountain."

"Why don't you want to go down the mountain?"

"If you want, you can see what's happening down there from the mountain, so it doesn't matter whether you go down the mountain or not."

"But if that's the case, my ancestor will be very sad. After all, she has always wanted you to come down the mountain and live with her."

The boy was silent, then shook his head: "No, she was always cheerful, including before she died."

"What about you?"

"Ok?"

"Won't you be sad when our ancestors leave?"

"She made a choice. Between immortality and death, she chose death."

Having said that, the boy pointed to the open space by the lake.

There were piles of ants there. When the rooster's internal organs fell into the lake just now, some of them remained there and were now surrounded by a group of ants.

"Most of those ants only live for a month. Even if you remember one and become familiar with it, will you be sad when it dies?"

I said a lot, but I didn’t directly answer the question of whether I was sad.

Yukinoshita Haruno took a few steps forward, looked down at the ant colony, her voice was faint.

"If you weren't sad, why did you ask every generation of family to release chickens into the mountains, and why did you keep fishing by this lake?"

"Roasted chicken has lost its flavor after countless years, hasn't it? Fishing with a straight hook is pointless, isn't it? Isn't it because you're always thinking about your ancestors?"

The boy did not respond to this, but glanced down the mountain.

"You should go back. Your mother will be home soon. If she finds out you've sneaked up the mountain, you'll lose your chance to become the head of the family to your sister."

After saying this, he calmed down again and looked at the fishing line floating on the lake.

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and bowed slightly behind him: "Then I will come to visit the God another day."

The boy didn't look in her direction until the girl left.

In fact, he did have a name, but that person died too early and too long ago, so the name was lost in a corner of memory.

There was a mountain in the wilderness, so his surname was Ye Jianshan. When they met, it was morning and there was a breeze, so his name was Feng Zao. Together they were Ye Jianshan Feng Zao.

However, there is no need to tell Yukinoshita Haruno, because she will die soon anyway.

At the age of eleven, he inherited the excellent appearance of the Yukinoshita family. His eyes are full of curiosity and exploration of human hearts, and he will use some actions and micro-expressions to slightly conceal it.

The Yukinoshita family seems to never lack geniuses, and each of them likes to spy on people's hearts, and each of them likes to persuade him to go down the mountain, including the current head of the Yukinoshita family.

Going down the mountain is not a big deal. He can go anywhere in the world at any time, but it is meaningless. It is just a simple move to another place. There is no essential difference from staying in the mountain.

So what else can you do after you get down the mountain? Become a human being?

Abandoning immortality and worry-free life, and becoming a short-lived, weak person troubled by all the emotions?

He felt that this was unreasonable, and then he tightened his grip on the bamboo pole.

In silence, he raised the bamboo pole.

At the end of the fishing line, a big fish more than one meter long was wagging its tail happily.

Straight hook, fish caught.

......

In front of an unnamed small mound, Nomiyama pierced a freshly roasted whole chicken with a wooden stick and then stuck it in front of the mound.

He walked around to the side and sat down, leaning against the grave mound, looking at the sun that was about to set over the horizon in the distance.

"Another junior from your family has come to persuade me to go down the mountain, but it seems she won't have to work hard this time."

"I made a bet with you before. You said I would come down the mountain once I caught a fish with a straight hook."

"I sat by the lake for a long time and ate a lot of roast chicken. Maybe the fish in the lake had seen me for so many years and couldn't bear it anymore, so they took the initiative to wrap their dead fishing line and let me catch them today."

"That is to say, I am going to go down the mountain and become a human being."

After a long time, until the sun disappeared, the area around the grave mound remained quiet, with only the breeze blowing through the weeds on the grave mound, making it sway gracefully.

A low red wildflower swayed in the wind.

"Why didn't you want to live forever? You even lied to me that you would come back."

"Look, the grass on this grave is more than two meters high."

"I didn't see you come back to fix it."

Chapter 2 Yukinoshita Yukino prepares to take action

Nomiyamafeng opened his eyes early, feeling a little dazed. He felt like he had had a very long dream, but he had forgotten what happened in the dream.

Exhaling, he glanced around and found something wrong in his house.

For example, there was an inexplicable circular black stain in the middle of the white tiled hall. It looked like someone had lit a fire in the hall and left charcoal marks that were not wiped clean.

For example, there are three chairs around the dining table, and one of them only has a leg left.

Nomiyama suspected that his house had been robbed. The thief did not steal anything, but took apart his chairs and used them as firewood to set them on fire.

Qianyeju, it’s really not easy.