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Once she disappeared into the wind, Nomiyama bent down, picked up the amulets and small items, carefully put them in his arms, and then collapsed onto the snow behind him.

After lying down for a while, he turned his head and looked at Hui, who was reaching out to stroke his cheek.

Gong Yu is right, he's the one who's crazy.

He's been delirious for a long time.

......

Yukinoshita Miyami left the place, then, carrying an empty bag, quietly watched the lying boy from a distance until his hair turned completely white. Then she turned and began to leave this extremely cold place.

After taking a few steps, the scenery around me changed several times.

Before taking the next step, Yukinoshita Miyami turned her head and looked at the figure on a mountain peak.

They looked at each other, each remaining silent.

Until a snowflake drifted past, the person disappeared without a trace.

Yukishiro Miyabi's emotions were complicated.

She could clearly see the way the other person was looking at her.

Majestic, indifferent, condescending, judgmental, yet hiding emotions deep within.

She knew it very well, because in earlier years, that was how she had viewed her sisters.

Turning around, Yukinoshita Miyami continued walking.

......

Eriri Sawamura came to his side, reached out, pulled out the remaining roasted bear meat, and began to gnaw on it.

Nomiyama turned to look at her: "You're here, so where is she?"

"She went to see her mother, and now she's home," Eriri Sawamura said vaguely.

"Oh." Nomiyama was too lazy to think about it anymore. He simply reached out, took out the charm from his pocket, and tossed one to her. "This is for you, Sayuri."

Eriri Sawamura took it with her free hand, carefully put it in her bosom, and then glared at him fiercely: "Mom can't have given me only this little bit. Give me the rest."

Nomiyama touched it and tossed a box over.

Eriri Sawamura looked at the Okamoto in her hand and muttered, "What is this?"

She put the meat away, munching on it as she looked at the person on the ground: "Something's gotten more and more off about you."

"No, I'm fine."

Nomiyama stood up, took a few steps, then turned around, dragging a bear in one hand and a cow in the other: "Let's go back."

Eriri Sawamura ran a few steps, jumped onto his back, locked her legs around him, and then shoved the meat toward his mouth: "You're pretty bold this time, daring to see her. Aren't you afraid Yukino will go crazy?"

Nomiyama bit off a piece of meat and stepped barefoot into the snow: "I have some good news, do you want to hear it?"

"good news?"

"Now that you're here, at least Yukinoshita won't try to kill herself anymore."

"And the bad news?"

"Maybe she'll have a sudden urge and decide to kill us first, and then destroy the world."

"Isn't this two pieces of good news?"

Nomiyama glanced at her, who was leaning against his cheek: "You seem pretty indifferent."

Eriri Sawamura, biting into her meat, said, "I don't care what you guys want to do, just take me with you."

Nomiyama glanced at the person who had suddenly appeared beside him and replied to Eriri, "Just be normal."

Eriri Sawamura swallowed the meat, rubbed against him, and laughed happily: "I'm the one who's profiting, because our corpses will be side by side."

Nomiyama took a bite of the meat on his lips: "What are we going to eat when we get back?"

"I don't know." Eriri Sawamura threw aside the wooden branch without any meat and wrapped her arms around him. "There might be scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Bird eggs?"

"Hehe, I went to North America with Yukino the other day and got these from those bird nests. I was thinking of going back to get them again in a few days to surprise you another day," Eriri Sawamura grinned.

"Climbing trees to steal eggs, Eriri, you've grown into a remarkable little rascal," Nomiyama remarked.

"Why didn't you say Yukino?" Eriri Sawamura complained, grabbing his hair and tugging at it.

"She must have joined you because she saw that you were in a good mood," Nomiyama said with certainty.

"Isn't that being an accomplice?"

"At least he wasn't the main culprit."

"Go to hell, you biased devil!!"

"What does this have to do with favoritism! It's just a fact!"

"Die! Die!"

......

Nomiyama, dragging a bear and a cow, stood on the valley path, gazing thoughtfully at the wisp of smoke rising from the chimney.

"Scared?" Eriri Sawamura jumped off his body, laughing as she walked forward. "You brought this all on yourself."

“Ah, no.” Nomiyama took a few steps and tossed the two enormous creatures onto the open space in front of the wooden house. He looked up at the smoke rising from the chimney. “Can’t you smell it? She’s cooked a lot of food, much more lavish than usual.”

"My body isn't as strong as yours." Eriri Sawamura rolled her eyes, then pushed open his bedroom door and cheerfully walked towards the kitchen, "Yukino, we're back!"

Nomiyama watched her go in, then glanced at the two large pieces of meat on the ground, pondering whether to go in first or divide the meat properly.

Eriri Sawamura opened the kitchen door and came out, then closed it: "Yukino said the food will take a while. You should process the meat first, and remember to remove the fur and let it dry."

"Oh." Nomiyama took two steps, pulled over a huge wooden plank from the wall, placed it on the ground, and then squatted down to begin skinning and dismembering the polar bear.

When Eriri walked up to him, he whispered, "What's wrong with her?"

Eriri Sawamura replied quietly, "I feel like she wants to kill us all after she finishes eating."

Nomiyama sighed softly, then said, "You'll be the first one to step up, and I'll catch up quickly."

Eriri Sawamura's eyes widened: "Why didn't you go up first? You're my boyfriend."

Nomiyama glanced at her: "I'm afraid you'll be too sad to see me die, and it won't look good if you cry your eyes out. You go first, I'll follow soon."

He stripped off the fur and threw it aside: "I once heard a saying that in a couple, the one who dies first is always lucky, because the other person has to endure who knows how long of torment."

As he spoke, he glanced at the other side of his body, then silently looked away and began to dismember the polar bear as if it were nothing unusual.

"Eri, I don't want you to be so sad, it's for your own good."

Eriri Sawamura's eyes twitched wildly. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm willing to endure that kind of pain. You go first. I don't want you to see me die."

“No, you go first,” Nomiyama insisted.

"You go first, you deserve to die, you go first."

"No, evil deeds live for a thousand years, I don't want to live for a thousand years, just two seconds is enough, you go first, I'll follow in two seconds."

"No, every second you live is a pollution to this world. You must go first."

A knife flew out of the kitchen and stuck into the open ground in front of the two people.

Nomiyama shut up and focused on his dissection work.

After a while, he whispered, "Let's go together."

Eriri Sawamura nudged him with her elbow: "So, does that mean I beat Yukino?"

"Congratulations?"

"hey-hey."

......

Dinner was indeed very lavish; the table was almost overflowing with plates.

Venison, bear meat, roasted bird, canned beef, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, blanched bok choy, steamed fish, sashimi.

Nomiyama glanced at Yukinoshita, who was sitting in her seat with an expression that remained unchanged, then silently sat down and picked up the bowl of rice that had been filled with rice.

"Pre-meal etiquette".

After exchanging a glance with Eriri, Nomiyama put down his chopsticks and put his hands together in prayer position.

"I'm starting!" ×3

Nomiyama held his bowl and tried to snatch food from Eriri.

Even if it's the last supper, she should at least eat more than Eriri.

Chopsticks crossed on the table as the two shoveled rice into the air.

"There's plenty of food today. The pot is still warm, so don't rush. You'll all be full." Yukino Yukinoshita casually picked up some food, her tone normal.

The other two paused, exchanged a glance, and slowed down.

Nomiyama swallowed the tender venison: "No rush, I'm just hungry."

"Oh? You're still hungry this quickly even after eating all that roasted bear meat?" Yukino Yukinoshita picked up a piece of bok choy, took a small bite, and quietly watched him.

"You know I have a big appetite." Nomiyama neither denied nor argued, but simply continued to eat heartily.

Eriri Sawamura saw him speed up again, her eyes widened, and she picked up her chopsticks to follow suit.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the two of them, her movements still unhurried, and her tone was: "If you try to take it again, I'll flip the table."

"..."

"..."

Nomiyama, holding out his chopsticks, glanced at her to make sure everything was alright, then picked up the largest piece of bear meat and put it in his own bowl. He ate his rice and looked at Eriri: "Quickly, ask her! What's wrong with her?"

Eriri Sawamura, chewing on a bird's leg, rolled her eyes: [How should I know?]

“Nomiyama-kun.” Yukino Yukinoshita looked at him.

Nomiyama almost choked, and he looked up.

This is actually a term I haven't heard in a long time.

"There's something I've always wanted to know," Yukino Yukinoshita said, her expression becoming more serious.

"Go on," Nomiyama said, holding his bowl and chopsticks, no longer eating, his expression serious. "I'll tell you everything I know."

"When did you start liking me?" Yukino Yukinoshita asked quickly.

"I don't know," Nomiyama replied quickly.

He rolled his eyes and thought for a moment: "I realized I liked you when I was thirteen. If I had to pinpoint the exact time when I started liking you, I couldn't say for sure, but it would probably be around nine."

"Petrification." Yukino Yukinoshita gave this conclusion.

Nomiyama's eyelid twitched. He wanted to say that she was the same, but in the end he just picked up some meat and watched her chew silently.

Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head to look at Eriri: "When did Eriri fall in love with him?"

Eriri Sawamura put down her chopsticks and looked at the two of them, her expression becoming more serious: "Eight years old."

So you're the biggest philanderer after all; Nomiyama looked at her with disdain.

Yukino Yukinoshita reached out and ruffled her hair: "I see. Liking him is a tiring thing. You must be exhausted."

Nomiyama watched her undisguised duality and silently swallowed the fish.

......

Although Yukino Yukinoshita said a lot, dinner went surprisingly smoothly. After the three of them finished eating, they simply sat on wooden benches and stared blankly on the small hillside.

Yukino Yukinoshita dispersed the white mist and looked up at the starry sky.

Nomiyama held the half-ripened watermelon she had forced to grow, scooping it up and putting it in her mouth while looking around at the empty space beside her.

Eriri Sawamura ignored everything and frantically dug into the half-watermelon.

"Wild mushroom, eat me!"

Nomiyama crushed the watermelon, stood up, turned around, and looked at the person gazing at the starry sky.

Eriri Sawamura dropped the watermelon to the ground, then gripped the sword in the stone at her sides, her expression grave.