Comics, daily stories

Oh no, Yukino has gone mad.

The night of the 265th and 8th year

"If you have something to say, just say it. We're all here." Nomiyama looked at her, whose expression remained unchanged, trying to discern something.

"Um, Yukino, if you're in a bad mood, how about I take you to North America to catch bird eggs in a couple of days?" Eriri Sawamura tentatively suggested.

Yukino Yukinoshita stood up, looked at them, and then met his gaze: "Didn't you want to eat me a long time ago? Thirteen years old?"

“That’s what you mean…” Nomiyama thought for a moment, then asked cautiously, “You mean, you want me to die under the peony flower, so that even as a ghost I’ll be romantic?”

He fell into deep thought.

"Could you... lend me this before you die...?" Eriri Sawamura glanced at him, who had been hit on the head with an ice cube, and felt a little embarrassed.

Under the snow, the snow breathes, a deep breath.

She finally looked up at the sky silently: "Don't worry, it's really okay. I just feel it's about time to go out. Before I leave, I'll finish what I need to do."

Nomiyama quietly approached Eriri, and Yukinoshita's words were even more terrifying.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at him and said, "You've been acting strangely for a while now, and it'll probably get worse if this continues."

Nomiyama silently turned his head and glanced at the person standing calmly beside him.

Yukino Yukinoshita then looked at Eriri: "Eriri, you're practically schizophrenic."

Eriri Sawamura glanced at her own twin tails hanging down.

"Don't accuse someone without evidence. There's absolutely nothing wrong with my health," Nomiyama said confidently.

"I'm just too lazy to think about some things, how could I be schizophrenic? In the end, you two have always thought you were smart since you were little. I'm just pretending to be stupid to make you look smarter, so what?" Eriri Sawamura angrily slammed her sword into the ground.

Nomiyama took a step forward, his expression serious: "I remember you have something called the 'Binding Immortal Rope,' can I borrow it?"

Eriri Sawamura took a step forward, dragging her sword, and said more bluntly, "Yukino, I think you're broken. Let's do some emergency treatment first. Don't be afraid, it won't hurt."

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed: "How can you possibly believe that I'm really alright?"

“There’s no reason for you to suddenly want to go out,” Nomiyama explained.

“It wasn’t sudden.” Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head. “At first I planned to hide it, but then I changed my mind. Now that I’ve been approached, it’s just that the time has come.”

Nomiyama didn't speak again, but quietly looked at her.

"We didn't die, Kazehaya."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up at the polar night sky and said softly, "Since we didn't die, we have to face the sins caused by our recklessness this time; so this moment was destined."

She looked down at them: "The Yukinoshita family, and your two girlfriends, including Eriri's family."

Eriri Sawamura said nonchalantly, "My mother will support whatever I do, just as I will support whatever she does."

Nomiyama continued to look at her.

Yukino Yukinoshita met his gaze, then looked away, turned around, and sat down again. She looked at the slope, where there was already a lot of greenery due to the spring-like temperature.

She looked down at the moss and said softly, "At that time, I felt like the world had abandoned me, including my blood relatives and the people I loved. I wanted to escape, to run away from this world."

“You followed me without saying a word. I knew you would follow me to the end, so I didn’t think about anything. I just kept walking forward. I didn’t want to face anything anymore, and I didn’t want to think anymore. I just covered my ears and eyes and led you to death. I thought that once we died, everything would be irrelevant to us, and we could escape everything.”

"You followed until your body collapsed, and you were finally going to die. Eriri followed too. She shattered my original idea, but she was going to die too."

The wind outside the valley quietly stopped, the white mist above had long since dissipated, starlight fell on the small slope, and it seemed as if stardust was floating around the girl.

Her voice continued to ring out, the slight hoarseness gradually deepening: "This is the decision I made, my escape from this world, my stubbornness, but you all insist on coming. I have abandoned the world, no longer caring about or looking after it, so you will abandon the world and follow me."

She reached out and covered her face: "I know it's selfish, twisted, wrong, neither beautiful nor noble, it's complete egoism and dictatorship, and if there were a judgment, I would certainly be found guilty."

“But…” She lowered her hand, clenched it into a fist, and her nails dug into her flesh.

"But at that time, seeing you all on the verge of death for my sake, I shamefully and sincerely felt happy."

"I felt so happy."

Nomiyama stared at her, watching her smile beautifully and cry beautifully. He was speechless, unsure of what to say at that moment.

Eriri Sawamura's lips moved slightly, but in the end, she remained silent as well.

The air remained silent for a second, and the sound of the wind began to become clearer outside the valley.

Seeing that she seemed to be blushing and starting to feel embarrassed, Nomiyama turned his head and said, "Eri, go to sleep."

Without saying a word, Eriri Sawamura drew her sword and slashed at him. What a coward!

Nomiyama gripped the sword and patted her head: "Go quickly, it's late."

"Pah." Eriri Sawamura spat at him, then sheathed her sword and waved to Yukino, "Yukino, I'm going to sleep now."

Yukino Yukinoshita softly replied, "Okay."

Eriri Sawamura turned and went back to the cabin, grinding her teeth, but she couldn't think of a solution.

With Yukino's statement, there was no way she could cause any more trouble.

Watching Eriri leave, Nomiyama let out a sigh of relief and started walking up the slope: "Have you figured out how to face your family?"

Yukino Yukinoshita watched him approach and shook her head: "Leave it to me. You need to figure out how to handle things over there, rather than this."

“However,” Yukino Yukinoshita smiled faintly, “since we caused this together, we are equally guilty, and at least I will stay with you.”

"Hmm." Nomiyama walked past her down the slope, took off his magic robe and inner clothes, and after a few steps, put himself into the hot spring pool.

He lay on his back, gazing at the starry sky, and spoke of a topic completely unrelated to the present: "Do you know Eriri's dream?"

There was a rustling sound from the side, followed by the sound of water breaking, and finally the girl's slightly hoarse reply: "She wanted to be a cartoonist when she was little."

"It is still the same now, but she hasn't mentioned it much anymore."

Nomiyama heard the sound of water, so he turned his head to look at her and found that except for the upper part of her head, the rest of her body had shrunk into the water, and she was looking at him with her black hair cascading down her back.

"Anyway, you can't escape it today."

Muttering something, Nomiyama reached out and picked her up without resistance, holding her close in his arms.

Surprisingly, he wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he pressed his ear against her hair and continued talking about the past: "I remember your dream back then was to change the world."

Yukino Yukinoshita's voice became much weaker: "Yes, looking back now, I was still lacking in consideration. At least, I wasn't strong enough back then. If I wanted to change the world by changing others, I needed to correct myself first."

"Really? I think you were already pretty good back then. You had a lot of admirers at school," Nomiyama said.

Feeling his body growing increasingly hot, Yukino Yukinoshita forced herself to remain calm and shook her head: "They worship our combined strength rather than my correctness, which is meaningless."

Nomiyama didn't correct the point that he was the only one with superhuman strength at the time. He simply looked up at the starry sky again and said, "Back then, I was the one who didn't have any ideas. Although there were many things I wanted to do, as you said, they were all boring things, and I gradually lost interest in them."

“No.” Yukino Yukinoshita stepped on his things on the steps, then sat down to the side, leaning her head against him. “I didn’t actually feel bored. You know me, I’m easily contradictory. At the time, I was thinking that if you were going to do those random things, I would go with you.”

“Okay.” Nomiyama turned to look at her, meeting her gaze in those deep blue eyes. “Actually, I’m not exactly without dreams. I started having them when I was thirteen.”

Yukino Yukinoshita realized what he was saying, and her cheeks turned even redder, as if some heat was rising from them.

Nomiyama sat up, then picked her up and pulled her out of the hot spring amidst the sound of water. He complained, "You pressed him down on the floor of the hot spring, were you trying to cook him alive?"

Yukino buried her face in his chest and whispered, "Dirty thing."

Nomiyama glanced down at her without saying a word.

Back in the cabin, they lay down together on various furs, looked into each other's eyes, and then leaned closer.

In the room where only breathing could be heard, it took a long time for any sound to be heard.

Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes were glazed over: "Is it over?"

Nomiyama glanced down and said, "Half."

Yukino Yukinoshita looked up at him, then glared angrily, saying, "I want all of you, don't you understand?"

Nomiyama smiled.

Fine, fine, even at a time like this you're still being arrogant with me.

......

Eriri Sawamura covered her head with fur for a long time before finally letting go of a large pile of fur, whether out of relief or disappointment.

Yukino mute the sound.

She leaned against the headboard and began to space out.

Actually, she was quite skilled herself. Although she was good at drawing comics, she believed that her knowledge in that area surpassed that of the other two.

Generally speaking, it's very big, then a lot, and then it will roll its eyes.

It's a pity. I was hoping to hear it. Although the textbook says it's usually not that big, he is definitely big. I'll find out next time I see.

Just then, a voice came from over.

Eriri Sawamura's eyes widened. What did that mean?

The silence has been lifted? Yukino lifted it?

Impossible, Yukino wouldn't be that bold.

So, they were forced to give up?

The sound continued to enter my ears, as if I were completely unable to control my speech system.

Eriri Sawamura curled up in the corner of the bed, her expression gradually changing.

Are they playing something special? Otherwise, why would Yukino lose her composure like this?

After a while, she blinked, slowly reached down.

A moment later, as the sound reached its peak, Eriri Sawamura lay on her side on the bed, breathing heavily.

Then she squinted and saw someone walk into her room.

Her body reacted quickly, and she sat up and huddled in the corner. Her voice was hoarse as she asked, "What are you doing here?"

The person slowly approached the bedside, speaking with considerable greed: "I haven't had enough."

Eriri Sawamura looked at the thing, her voice even hoarseer: "Where's Yukino?"

Nomiyama, somewhat embarrassed, scratched his head: "I fainted..."

He looked at Eriri, who was terrified, thought for a moment, and decided to back away, only to be grabbed by the hand.

"Um, Eriri?"

Eriri Sawamura gripped it tightly: "Is this... the smell of you and Yukino together?"

"Huh? Hiss..."

In a little while.

Eriri Sawamura sensed movement from the other room and said somewhat hesitantly, "Yukino... seems to be..."

"How...can you..."

After a while, Nomiyama put down Eriri, who was lost in thought, and stroked her cheek.

A layer of frost climbed up my calf.

Nomiyama grinned, got up, and left the room.

......

"Damn it...don't...go anymore..."

"..."

Eriri Sawamura vaguely heard some words, and then vaguely opened her eyes.

She looked at the two people above her, her head not quite turning around for a moment.

She licked her lips when something dripped onto them.

So Yukino can cry like this too; it seems even more beautiful than before.

She got up and moved closer.

......

Nomiyama is rubbing fur.

They went crazy for three days and three nights, and by the end they were just constantly drinking water and continuing to treat their bodies.