Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

Shogun Ryuki Yumi and Hot Summer Two

At the end of the stairs I rushed down... it was like a lake.

It's obviously an unusual place, so I'm even more anxious to find the stairs to go downstairs.

Scratch out the gutters and shrubs and look for the stairs to stay away from the lake... I can't find them.

I said, "I'll have that guy when I get right back. On the other hand, you know it's a dead end, so it could come down here.

So I decided to hide in the grass bushes.

"Ha..."

Also, take a sigh.

Unlike every sigh, it calms you down.

It suppresses the thrill and annoyance over the chest, leaning against the tree and taking a leak in the wood.

Tired, in a pleasant climate, watching the shaking and shaking light of the day, the annoying heart became quiet and gradually sleepy.

The sound came to me as I rowed my boat with relaxation and drifted down a river between reality and the world of sleep.

What sounded chapped was the sound of water.

At that moment, drowsiness blew up all at once and I panicked a little to ask about the lake from the grass bushes.

There she is.

"-... beautiful..."

- Beautiful girl.

Warm light illuminates, in a quiet lake. A beautiful girl is taking a water bath.

Water drips from wet dark hair and droplets slide off the girl's white skin.

When I fell in love with it for a while, I realized. This is a peek. It's a crime.

Think about whether you should leave or stay hidden with thoughts that don't go around much.

After reflection, I saw the girl wet her skin with water and scratched her hair up, and then decided to keep looking at it.

Just a little closer...... I couldn't get there thinking that, I heard a pacifier coming from hand.

It sounds good in a quiet lake.

- I had eyes with a girl.

We'll be stuck together for a few seconds. A girl with a frightened face invited me, so I decided to leave.

The girl was a girl, but not a girl.

And I was, for some reason, naked and washing the girl's body.

"Yeah, I am. You can't normalize it. People don't always do everything they can to be good, so only people who know how to get out of good hands and out of mind can survive to the end."

The girl's name, she says, is Suzusho Yuki.

I already know to say it's Yuki (...), not Yuki (...).

Rub the slippery skin with a soft cloth. I don't think it makes much sense, but I think it's a festival or a tradition, so this is what I have to do.

"Well, Suzu Shou-kun..."

"- Yuki's fine."

"But..."

"There are five bell guards, and there are bell guards. I'd rather be called in my name. [M]... Don't you like Yumi?

"Yes, I don't..."

"Yeah, then I want you to say Yuki. Yumi."

"Ugh, yeah......"

And the bell... Yuki... Yuki is a little forceful, but she's very pretty, she's grown up, and she knows everything.

The woman just now must be Yuki's sister. The atmosphere was a bit similar.

"Well, Yu, Yuki..."

"Oh, but don't call me Yuki in front of people I don't know, okay? Er... Suzuku, Suzumiya, Mashiro, you can do it."

"Ugh, yeah......"

Don't you think Yuki wants to be praised?

Yuki wanted to ask me such a question after she talked to me about it, and I get blocked every time I try to put it into words.

Why would I want to hear that?... maybe because Yuki is a very capable child.

You must be a lot more genius than I am, and you're being praised by all kinds of people.

So... so...

"- Yumi."

Fluffy and Yuki's hand stroked my head.

"You don't like Yumi. About yourself."

"Huh!?

I can't breathe.

Yes... I don't like me.

Studies can be doubled, exercise well enough, and praised gently by everyone.

That's nothing good.

But... the ideal me... I don't like Miyu, but I don't think it's a good idea if he's gone.

I really loved Miyu and somehow knew what Yuki said.

Miyu is a little poorer than me, so if you can do it so well, your mother and father will be happy... because I'm your sister too... even though I want to be happy...

"Yumi, don't cry"

"Ugh, gush... me, sister, yet..."

I love Miyu... I wonder why I'm thinking about this...?

"Yumi loves her mother and her father... but her mother and father are people, so there are things that fail. Large (...) people (...) must (...) not (...) and (...) also (...) absolute (...) vs. (...) and (...) must (...) yes (...)"

That said, Yuki caresses about me.

Yuki held me to that little chest, even though she was crying and sniffled.

"... just because you can't praise me doesn't mean Yumi hasn't worked hard, nor does it mean that Miyu is specially loved. Not to mention that your mother and father don't love Yumi."

"... ugh, yeah... gu"

"... Nevertheless, how can you... come to me.... Yumi is a good kid. Very sweet, just a little prized. Yumi is a good kid. Be nice to everyone and love your family."

On the banks of a small lake, I am stroked by Yuki.

Yuki is a strange child. I'll stick around and talk about anything, and he'll take everything gently.

The pollows and tears overflow, and the black things that were in his heart are shed away.

Shizuru Lake on a leaky wood day watched by sunny weather. A warm day envelops a small whimper and a gentle voice.

That day, I liked you, Yuki.

Like a clear blue sky, I remember my heart cleared and refreshed.

It is then an unacceptable felony to enter Shizuru Lake when Yuki is in it. And there was all sorts of things about Yuki being sheltered by Aya and Sister Lina, and looking around the mansion dressed as a child witch costume because she would officially hire her as a witch assistant starting next year.

I remember just wearing witch clothes and feeling some great shock when the grownups in the street greeted me.

Later on... it wasn't thousands of years ago that anyone other than the friendship got lost in Shizuru Lake, where the Lord was in, so I thought I was seriously scared when I heard adults talking about him being executed in history?

That's how the summer vacation ended, and I'm so sorry that Yuki was a different school from yours, but Chisato and I got to know each other right away, and sometimes Yuki used Miyu as an excuse to go stroke me... a little too much and now Yuki can't find out and stroke me much...