“Haruta-kun, what's wrong?” I saw Qingshi like this in the summer night, worried.

“Cough... nothing.” Qingshi coughed up and looked to the side.

Kagura didn't wake up.

“The spell has been lifted and there is nothing wrong with her condition, it just takes a little time to wake up.” Summer night said.

Qingshi nodded.

Afterwards, he carefully picked up the Kagura and sent it back to his room.

Put the sleeping girl on the bed, cover her quilt, and he sat down beside the bed, staring at her face.

Just now… the last thing I heard was a thank you for the poem and… goodbye….

Though psychologically prepared, I can't help but feel sad when I think of Tsing Shi.

Though only for a short day or more.

But he was impressed by the little girl who called him "brother," who was petting him and playing with him.

This is a precious memory.

Qing Shi won't forget.

However, Kagura poetry...

Little poems are not the main personalities of divine poetry, but rather hide personalities. Everything she has experienced is likely not to be remembered by divine poems.

Even when you wake up remembering the poetry, it should be very vague, as it happened when you were a child, leaving only a faint impression.

Little poems are Kagura poems.

But Kagura... it's not a poem.

Recognizing this, Qingshi's inner sadness surged.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I can't believe how lonely I am.

Qingshi covered his face.

It's really ugly, like this.

There is no qualification at all, saying that Xiao Shi likes to be delicate...

“Hmmm...”

The bed sounded.

Qingshi moved his hand and looked over.

The brunette frowned slightly and moved a few times, then slowly opened her eyes.

“This is Harano Seigo? ”

She saw the teenager sitting beside the bed.

Qingshi took a breath and relaxed his emotions.

“It's me.” He smiled slightly, "I'm glad... you're awake, divine poetry. ”

The young lady looked at his face.

“You… are not happy.” She said calmly, "You're... sad, aren't you? ”

Qingshi is silent.

“You are indeed grieving.” The poem stared at him and said with certainty, "You… do not want to see me awake. ”

“No!” Qing Shi heard and immediately denied.

“I'm glad to see you're awake, it's true! But at the same time, I..."

I feel sad for losing my poem… past you.

How do you explain this?

Should this be explained?

Qingshi can't go on.

“I just... happen to be a little sad about something else... that has nothing to do with you. ”

He smiled forcibly.

“So don't think about it, Kagura... you're awake, it's really good. ”

Seeing this reluctant smile, the poem stared slightly wide-eyed.

She felt a deep pain in her heart.

Never felt that way.

Harano Tsingo... she murmurs each other's names in her heart.

“I looked at you and thought you might not remember, but still ask, do you remember what happened these past two days?” Qingshi asked calmly.

Kagura thought about it.

“I remember… I went to the park and saw you… and… I didn't know. ”

Invisible, seems to have a warm feeling... warm, happy... but what is it, I don't know.

“Sure...” Qingshi sighed softly.

Quiet for a while.

“Let me be straightforward.” Qing Shi looked at each other again, "Kamikaze, you have been captured. ”

……

After leaving the room, Qingshi saw the summer night in the hall when she had changed her witch's clothes.

“She woke up and had recovered her memory, but forgotten what happened during the amnesia. ”

“I told her that she had been taken prisoner and that she had lost her memory because of the spell, and now the spell is lifted, she will be questioned…” Qingshi said.

The summer night nodded.

“Then she is actually the second condition that I mentioned earlier, she has only lost her memory because of the spell, she has no effect on the trauma of the soul, or she has not had much impact… In short, she has saved some effort than her previous assumptions. ”

“Hmm...” Qingshi's expression was faint.

Looking at his expression in the summer evening, it felt a little different.

“She forgot all about these two days?” The chairman tried to preach.

“Yes.” Qingshi said calmly, "I... just told her that she had amnesia and didn't say what exactly happened... I hope you don't either. ”

“Why?” blinked summer night.

“'Cause... it doesn't make sense anymore, does it? More than that day.” Tsing Shi is looking away, "he told her, only to confuse her. ”

Kagura is a gentle girl.

Though it's hard to tell, Tsing Shi can be sure that she is a gentle person.

So, knowing what happened these past two days, knowing why his grief came, she must be sorry and sad about it.

That's not necessary.

There is nothing wrong with Kagura and there is no need to apologize or be sad about it. Qingshi thinks so.

So just don't say it.

Just don't let her know.

The girl has already endured too much, no need, no need to increase her burden... especially at this time.

Summer night stared at Sunshine's face for a while.

“Well, I understand. ”

She responded calmly.

“I'm not going to tell her... and I'm going to tell Mei, and the vultures, that they won't, okay? ”

“That's good… thank you. ”

“No need.”

In the summer evening, he withdrew his gaze and turned away and walked towards the room of the Divine Poetry.

Only Qingshi stood alone in the hall and looked out the window.

……

“Is that all you know? ”

Summer night looks at Kagura poetry.

The latter nodded calmly.

“Thank you for your cooperation.” Stand up at summer night.

“I have to put you under house arrest here, please understand, before things are completely over. ”

“Someone will bring you three meals a day, if you need anything, you can tell me now, or tell the food delivery bud... that person will try to satisfy you as long as it is a reasonable need. ”

After that, summer night waited a moment.

Kagura did not speak.

Summer night turns around and leaves.

“I want to know…” a soft voice rang out.

“What have I done during my... amnesia? ”

What was done, what happened.

Divine poetry cannot remember.

But it just feels like there's been something.

Warm, happy… important things.

Summer night pause, no turning back.

“What have you done... you have to ask Haruda-kun... that is Harano Seigo. ”

“His real name is Haruta-kun. ”

“Haruta...” The eyes of the divine poem flashed slightly.

“A banished ‘spring field’.” Summer Night said calmly, "In his family, he… has always been a repugnant being. ”

“Similar to you, the 'Whirlpool of Calamity'. ”

“And he also has a sister your age...”

“That's probably why he... cares about you. ”

“He took care of you when you lost your memory. ”

“Even before that, if it weren't for him, you would probably… suffer more serious injuries and even death. ”

Divine poetry: “...............”

Step out of the room in the summer night.

Dark-haired girl sitting in bed, slowly turning her head and looking out the window.

“Harano Tsingo... Haruta Tsingji. ”

A picture appears in my mind.

When I woke up, when I fled to the park after the battle, when I talked to him in the park, and earlier --

“Kagura... poetry, is it? It's a beautiful name. ”

“I don't want you to do anything, it's just... I think you might be a little upset...”

“Well, I'm meddling again. ”

“Maybe you don't think so yourself, but I... don't want to leave it alone. ”

“I'll give you the light you want! ”

“… no one can help you if you say nothing. ”

“I'll come back tomorrow! At this time, here! ”

A scene, a sentence.

Seems like mediocre memories, at this moment, as if all of a sudden there was color and temperature.

Ultimately, he sat beside the bed, smiling barely.

“... you're awake, this is really good. ”

Don't think too much.

Don't think too much.

You're okay, you're here, that's fine.

… there is something damp that slides off the corner of the eye.

Kagura reached out and found it to be tears.

“Did I... weep? ”

why?

Kagura doesn't understand.