I like witches but I am chased by monsters

Chapter 83 Glass and the Cold Beautiful Girl, Slate and the Warm Beautiful Boy

The so-called fireworks tree fontana fountain is not a fountain in the true sense, except that the lake under the bridge is real. Trees, waterfalls, spring water, and splashing water drops are all made of glass balls one by one. Shining brightly in the sun.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, it is the time when the sun is the most dazzling in the day. Under the refraction of the glass, the air is shining with colorful lights, and the ground is also covered with colorful spots, arranged in a messy manner, creating a dreamlike Unreal.

The two walked under the bridge of the waterfall, and the colorful light spots couldn't wait to stick to their bodies.

Aikawa Yusheng couldn't see what kind of posture he was at the moment, but Amamiya Chiran gave him the feeling of a mirage now - it was so shocking that people couldn't grasp whether it was real or fake.

Walking on the bridge, the Hakone breeze blew across her face, and there was a very comfortable fragrance, including the fragrance of flowers, and also the faint fragrance unique to girls.

The scent was very weak, but it smelled good. It was suspected that the girl had sprayed on perfume.

There was the sound of playing a musical instrument in the distance. Aikawa Yusheng looked over and saw an old man on the other side of the lake holding a musical instrument and sitting on the edge of the railing, playing it slowly.

The overall outline of the instrument is similar to that of a violin, but the details are completely different.

Many people had surrounded the old man on the opposite side of the river, forming a half circle, and Mingchuan's school uniform was particularly conspicuous inside.

At the Glass Forest Art Museum, every half hour, there will be artists performing art here-this is the news that has been learned at the ticket office at the entrance.

"Listen to music for a while?" Aikawa Yusheng asked for Amamiya Chiran's opinion.

"Ah."

"But let's go, there are too many people over there, let's listen on the other side of the river, and the perspective is still wide."

"Ok."

Amamiya Chiran nodded indifferently.

Aikawa Yusheng bent down slightly, and put his arms on the railing on the river bank. A fallen leaf that was originally on the railing was squeezed off and fell into the lake water, creating a ripple that spread and dissipated far away.

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that there were neon tubes all over the inside of the railing, but they were not working at the moment. If it were the Glass Forest at night, it would be even more dreamy here.

The girl just stood by the railing, and didn't make any unnecessary movements.

This kind of piano sound was never heard by Aichuan Yusheng before.

It is rough, heroic, vast grassland, tenacious life, this is the imagery brought by this powerful music.

Lejia's fingertips flowed like an eagle about to fly, fluttering its wings that can withstand the hurricane, flowing like a gallop, like the distant sky outside the Great Wall, with clear light.

The sun at 02:30 in the afternoon is lazy and leisurely, flowing slowly along its ancient and elegant arc.

"What kind of musical instrument is this?" Aikawa Yusheng, who had a completely different understanding of the violin, asked the live encyclopedia next to him.

"Matouqin." Live Encyclopedia did not live up to his expectations, and still said the knowledge he didn't know in a calm tone, and then began to introduce:

"Matouqin is a musical instrument of the Mongolian nationality in China, that grandfather is probably also a Mongolian nationality of China, it's normal if you don't know.

The origin of its name is that the head of the piano is decorated with a horse's head. The body of the piano is wooden, about one meter long, with two strings. The resonance box is different from the violin.

Chiran Amamiya gave a very detailed introduction, and even heard that the music being played now is "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping".

"If you want to learn, I can teach you after getting familiar with it."

It can be heard that the girl is not very good at the moment, but she is confident in mastering and teaching Aikawa Yusheng in a short period of time.

Aikawa Yusheng also believed that she could do it, as for him, forget it.

"You don't have to." For Amamiya Chiran to say such words, he was no longer surprised, and waved his hand slightly to express his refusal, and he was immersed in the wandering music.

It’s okay if I don’t know the name of the music. Once I know it’s called "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping", Aikawa Yusheng really feels the vibration of countless horses gathering into the ocean and washing the grassland.

At the end of the song, there was loud applause, and Aikawa Yusheng and Amamiya Chiran also gave applause across the river.

"You're so handsome, grandpa!" There were also active female students who said loudly together, and then fled the scene amidst laughter.

"It's really handsome. The purpose of learning music should be to show off on this occasion." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, turned around and continued to visit the scenic spots behind with Amamiya Chiran, and said in his mouth.

For example, the purpose of learning piano should not be to please the president of the student union, which is unreasonable.

"If there is a piano now, I will play "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini" right now." Aikawa Yusheng said.

"Go." Amamiya Chiran said, pointing to the empty piano in front of her.

"...Why does it really exist?" Aikawa Yusheng touched the side of his cheek with a little embarrassment. If he had seen it earlier, he probably wouldn't have said it.

"Because there are more than one type of musicians who are responsible for playing at each half hour, including pianists." Amamiya Chiran said, "Don't you dare to go?"

"Heh, little radical method," Aikawa Yusheng shrugged his shoulders disdainfully, and then walked straight to the piano: "That's what I'm going to do."

After circling around and confirming that there was no sign prohibiting touching, Aikawa Yusheng sat on the chair, instantly attracting a lot of attention, and the crowd surrounded him.

Taking a deep breath, recalling the score, Aikawa Yusheng began to play.

......

"You're so handsome, Aikawa-kun, I want to give birth to you."

The same girls said with a smile after listening to them, this time they didn't run away, but dared to face them.

"For the birth of a baby, you need to line up. Many people have already made an appointment when I helped you carry your luggage in the morning. I'm sorry." Aichuan Yusheng responded to their joke with a smile.

"It's okay, we can afford to wait."

"Four notes were wrong, and there was an obvious pause in the rhythm." When Aikawa Yusheng walked back to him, the 'strict' Amamiya Chiran said.

"There is no score here, and my memory is not very good. It is normal to have a small problem. Besides, you should not be knowledgeable except for the president. You can see that everyone applauds very hard. A big plan to get the limelight, a success!"

Aikawa Yusheng held the back of his head indifferently, with a lazy face, and then turned his head: "Do you want to go up and play a few songs?"

"It's boring." The girl shook her head and rejected the proposal, and then looked at Aikawa Yusheng: "If you like to show off, you can try to be the president of the student union, and I can try to introduce an acting president, and I will be the assistant... ...."

"Okay, don't say any more, it's impolite to say it again."

Aikawa Yusheng moved his palm from the back of his head to the front of Amamiya Chiran's face, but he didn't touch it, there was still a distance of a few centimeters, and he could even feel the breath exhaled from her delicate and small nose in the palm of his hand.

Successfully made Amamiya Chiran stop talking.

"If I walk faster, I will bump into it. Such behavior is not good." Amamiya Chiran tilted her head, avoiding the palm blocking her view, and continued walking forward.

"I'm still walking, not to mention your walking speed is basically a uniform speed, and I'm just right."

"After becoming the acting president, you can be in the limelight every day, isn't it good?" Amamiya Chiran stopped discussing the palm and asked.

"Yeah, not good. Being in the limelight was just an idea that just came out of that time and environment, and I thought it would be fun to do that, so I did it.

As for being the chairman, that is endless tasks and responsibilities, I can't bear it, I'm a waste. "

Said Aikawa, the little expert at making bad moves, Yusheng.

"I've never burst out with ideas like that." Chiran Amamiya shook her head with regret.

"You said directly in the morning that you would come, isn't that the way you think, just do what you want, I actually think it's pretty good."

"Because it's boring at home, I thought it would be fun to come here, 'just do it', I've always been like that."

Maybe it's because you can 'do whatever you want', and after you get used to it, you can't feel the taste of it.

"I showed it to you, I went shopping with you, and I even abandoned my team members. Chairman, you actually find it boring, it's too hurtful."

Aikawa Yusheng frowned pretending to be sad.

As for Takamatsu Junshan and Miyazawa Mao, who is it?I don't know where I went, I hope we get along well.

"Not really, it's better than staying at home." Chiran Amamiya shook her head, approving Aikawa Yusheng's efforts.

"As the assistant of the student union, it is my responsibility to share the president's worries!" Aikawa Yusheng, who changed his face instantly, patted his chest and said.

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After visiting the Glass Forest soon, the group headed to the Little Prince Museum after gathering at the gate.

Chiran Amamiya was traveling in a private car, and the bodyguards were quite imposing——when she was "escorting" her back, Aikawa Yusheng noticed it.

The two met again in the museum.

"This is the little prince? Isn't he too young?" Aichuan Yusheng pointed to the tall statue in front of him, and said with some doubts.

There was a big gap between the European in the airplane hat and the image of the little prince he imagined—a child wearing a crown.

Amemiya Chiran's eyes flashed a point of disbelief and bewilderment - she really couldn't understand:

How did the boy in front of him regard the statue of Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, the author of "The Little Prince", as the little prince?

Even the surprise in his eyes didn't look like it was feigned.

Noticing that he was still expressing his dissatisfaction with this image, Amamiya Chiran finally couldn't hold back a sigh, and poked his arm.

"What kind of prince is this? He's not as tall as me... What's wrong?" Aikawa Yusheng, who was holding his right hand with his left hand and pinching his chin between his thumb and index finger, turned his head and asked, looking at the statue.

"That." After hearing what he said clearly, the girl sighed again, and pointed to the real little prince in the distance, "The boy with yellow hair and a green cloak on the outside is the little prince!"

The tone of the speech is a little heavy.

"Oh, let me just say, this image is barely acceptable."

But still not as handsome as himself - Aikawa Yusheng.

"Haven't you watched "The Little Prince"?" Amamiya Chiran asked.

"Not yet. I see that there are original books for sale here. I'll buy a copy later." Aikawa Yusheng shook his head sincerely. He even knew that "The Little Prince" was a book, or he heard it on the bus. The exchange of students.

But the students really didn't show themselves what the little prince looked like.

I'm sorry, Ann...what's the matter?Aikawa Yusheng turned his head, oh, Mr. Antoine de Saint-Exupery, sorry.

Foreigners' names are really hard to remember.

"Unbelievable." Amamiya Chiran said, "Aikawa-san, would you like to ask what books you have read?"

""Mathematics", "Chinese", "Geography"..."

"Extracurricular books."

"I read a part of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and saw the plot where Buendia stabbed Agirio to death in a duel. There are two sentences in it that I think are well written:

"Even if you think your feelings are too dry to give, there will always be a moment when something can touch the strings deep in your soul. After all, we are not born to enjoy loneliness"

"Loneliness is a partner who accompanies one's life. It is an established fact. Instead of denying it, fighting against it, and escaping indifferently, it is better to accept it. Let it protect you when you go home in a crowded crowd, and let it accompany you to eat on Saturday morning. Breakfast, tidy up the sun"

I plan to have the opportunity to write these words into my composition in the future. "

Aikawa Yusheng talked eloquently, and seemed to be a little proud of reciting this sentence. Regardless of the fact that he regarded Saint-Exupéry as the little prince before, the boy under the sun is very high-spirited like a scholar .

After finishing speaking, the boy looked at Amemiya Chiran with light in his eyes.

"No more?" Although she had already predicted the answer, Chiran Amamiya asked subconsciously.

"It's gone." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, and the light went out——isn't this outstanding?hateful!

"Okay, I see." Amamiya Chiran had a new understanding of the "lower limit" of literary literacy of Mingchuan students.

"If you need, I can recommend some better literature works to you." She sighed and said.

"It is necessary, troublesome president." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, realized from that sigh that he seemed not that good yet, and did not refuse the kindness.

"The general story of "The Little Prince" is..." On the way to the interior of the exhibition hall, Amamiya Chiran introduced knowledge to an illiterate.

"This is the rose inside, this is the fox, this is the king, but not the father of the little prince, but the king of another planet..."

Strictly speaking, the museum of the little prince is not a museum of this book. It is more like a memorial hall for the author. All the architectural styles are modeled on the environment where Saint-Exupéry lived before his death. The contents inside , in addition to this book, there are many sitting lives and used things.

"I feel like I can save money. I'm almost finished listening to the story, so I don't need to buy the book." After watching the Q-version character sculptures and listening to the story narration with Amamiya Chiran's beautiful voice, Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.

"This book is originally a book for children, and the volume of the story is not too big." The girl nodded, approving his decision.

This museum is much smaller than the Glass Forest Art Museum, and most of the q-version statues are not worth appreciating, so it will be almost finished soon.

But it looks like there's a lottery going on.

Aikawa Yusheng and Amamiya Chiran stood in front of the machine, reading the content on it.

With the ticket stub, you can draw a lottery for free. If you want to draw again, you will spend 200 yen each time. The prizes are various ornaments, all of which are characters from "The Little Prince", such as the little prince, snake, fox, astronomy Home......

"President, let me teach you a good way to have fun." Looking at this machine, Aikawa Yusheng was eager to try it.

"what way."

"When you encounter such a probable thing, choose the one you want, and then draw it! You will get unparalleled happiness!"

"So what do you want?" Amamiya Chiran looked at the prize case on the display stand, "The little prince? Or a hidden plane?"

"I want this planet." Aikawa Yusheng's answer was not what the girl guessed, he pointed to a prize and said.