"yes, then you have to cherish it, Master. They are all ordinary people who live in peace, but you are different. If you can, please refrain from meeting them these days. Whether it's for yourself or for them. ”

Qing walked to the bench on the side of the street and sat down, looking at the surrounding buildings that were not too high, but full of modern style, and the streets were crowded with people, and it seemed that there was a peak like a tide. Ichijo also sat down next to Qing, leaning comfortably on the backrest.

"Of course I know this, even if I die, I won't hurt them! ---Actually, in my mind, magicians are also human beings. Hehehe~ Since I was a child, I have been learning magic at home with my parents, and I can meet a lot of people who get along and people who don't get along outside. If I could, I would prefer to be an ordinary person rather than a magician. Hee-hee, if my father were still alive, he would have beaten me up---------"

She looked at the sky indifferently, although her mouth was very casual, but her heart would not deceive. Her eyes flickered and clear, as if what she saw was a picture in a memory, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked. It was a wonderful memory. It's just that she didn't mean to continue.

"In my experience, I'm sure I'm going to beat it up. And then yelled, 'This is the mantle you should inherit!' 'Something. But don't you continue to be a magician, don't you, and I think that for these, the things that your father left behind are also things that you can't give up, right? ”

Just like looking at an immature junior, Qing reached out and stroked her hair. It's smooth and delicate. This time she didn't slap Qing's hand off, but obediently let Qing touch her head. She was completely immersed in the memory, Qing exhaled lightly, withdrew her hand and hugged the back of her head to look at the crowded street, her feet stretched out flat.

Finally, after a long while, a snow painting was also drawn from the deep memory. She turned her head to look at Qing, who was observing the world, but the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, as if she had encountered something very incongruous. This expression can fully express the badness in her heart!

"It's not right to give out benefits so blatantly, Caster. Although the breasts are a little smaller, the white thighs are exposed to the outside, but it is a seduce crime. And as a beautiful girl, it's very rough to sit like this! ”

She lifted Erlang's legs, supported her chin with her arms and teased Qing's sitting posture, and her expression returned to her usual banter, like a little fox. Faced with this, Qing Ye could only learn her movements and Erlang's legs. In fact, Qing originally wanted to sit with a golden knife, but considering the short and pitiful skirt on his body, Qing had to find a shy and comfortable sitting position.

"Here's the problem, I'm not a girl at all, I'm a servant summoned by you after death. I was a true male when I was alive, and I still am like this when I die! Please don't judge people by their appearance, Master! ”

Qing, who was dressed as a maid and set off her peerless face, looked at her solemnly, and the gaze in her eyes was as resolute as steel! Although the people passing by around are in twos and threes, but under the attraction of this scenery, this place becomes a speed bump, and they become in a trance as if they have been hooked. A snow painting also seems to want to laugh out loud but is not willing to laugh too much! Finally, she still couldn't hold back.

"Poof! Hahaha------ you are so beautiful, others don't judge people by their appearance, so it's better to gouge out your eyeballs, hahahaha---- I can't help it~ If you say you're a man, who will believe it--- anyway------------

She laughed for a long time, but Qing looked at her for a long time with a blue face. In the end, Qing's face was still not as thick as that hateful woman, so he could only be defeated. Looking at the woman who couldn't stop laughing helplessly, although Qing could fight back, as long as he was still in this posture, even if he fought back many times, it didn't make any sense.

Therefore, after glaring at her for a while, Qing could only silently turn her gaze away from her after seeing that she did not have any remorse. Not saying a word is the best option, so you don't have to get angry. Because being angry is a punishment for yourself, not for someone else.

She laughed for a long time, and the more she laughed, the more embarrassed she became, until at last she was silent. Qing was still sitting in the same position, but he didn't pay any attention to her. Qing sat on his own, his fingers drawing one symbol after another on the white thighs, which were runes he had learned from that hateful woman. Qing is reorganizing and deducing the application of runes and higher-level rune simulation according to his own insights into the Demon Dao and a few simple runes he has come into contact with.

"What? Angry? Well----------- I'm in trouble. Naa! Caster~ I was wrong, you just spare me, okay? I promise never to make fun of you again! I'll promise you whatever you want! It's a request that you don't get angry anymore~~"

Qing ignored her, qi is not something that can be analyzed by the formula of relativity or equivalent substitution, and the main thing is that it needs to be used by personal methods to dilute the existence of anger with time. Therefore, the first thing to do to relieve qi is to clear up first, but it will take some time to sit without saying a word and think about other issues.

"Ahhhh No matter! I just like to use forced! Come with me! ”

As he spoke, he directly took Qing's hand and dragged Qing up from the bench. Qing, who is looking for a way to relieve her boredom and dissipate her anger, can only be forcibly terminated by her, just like she said, she doesn't like to be soft, and she is not used to conceding defeat.

Walking quickly on the street, passing pedestrians frequently look sideways. The eldest lady who ran quickly with the maid was not the highlight, the highlight was the maid behind her. The beautiful face seems to exist only in people's fantasies of beauty, except for the size of the chest, the golden ratio of the body is perfect everywhere exuding a fatal attraction!

Along the way, any beauty becomes dimmed, and everyone's eyes are deeply attracted. But it comes and goes so fast, and in the blink of an eye, people have disappeared around the corner of the street.

Ichijo Yuki-e finally gasped and stopped as if he was tired. She let go of the hand holding Qing, and held her knees with both hands and gasped for breath, even if the weather had turned cold, just looking at her must have been very hot because of the violent induction! As for Qing's problem, his face is not red or panting, he is completely like a person who is fine!

"Huha~Huha~Huh~~--- are you really Caster? We've all run half a winter tree, and we haven't even sweated a drop. Are you sure you're not going to have to fight Saber, Lancer, or whatever? ----I'm really tired-----"

"So, you just ran around without any purpose, Master. ------------”

A snow-painted face instantly became like a kitten who stole a fish, and Qing helplessly reached out and slapped it on his face, sure enough, he must have said it! She just gave up thinking completely, and then vented her strength aimlessly! Faced with such an unreliable Master, Qing could only sigh helplessly.

The two walked on the road, and Qing didn't know much about the city's sections, so he could only lead the way with a snow painting. Because of the wild running all the way, a snow painting looked like, I'm about to die, such an expression, dragging heavy steps, step by step. Qing still maintained the original idea, understood the layout of the city, and used the advantages of geography to determine the location that could be used as a battlefield, and ensure the safety of nearby residents.

"Wha! ~What I saw! It's really timely rain, the savior of life! My lovely convenience store! “

A snow hair yelled nervously, and ran excitedly towards a very ordinary one-story building, which was also full of things and colorful and dazzling. A snow painting rushed into it without saying a word!

"Welcome! ~“

The clerk at the counter bowed down and greeted a snow painting that suddenly rushed in, but when he looked up, a snow painting had already rushed to the innermost. When he saw Qing coming in, he stood like a log, and even the trademark greeting was too late, and his nose bleeded as if he couldn't stand the impact of being too stimulated.

"No! I'm so sorry! --No! Yes, welcome! -------“

The clerk who realized it hurriedly shouted in a lame word, Qing smiled at him and nodded, and walked along the trail of a snow painting. If the Master suddenly disappears, Qing as a Servant will also be very distressed.

"Huhuhu~The source of my life~ I'm so thirsty----------"

She muttered like a broken thought, stuffing bottles of drinking water into her bosom one after another. Qing wasn't thirsty, so she didn't follow her master all the time. In order to satisfy his curiosity, Aoya began to observe the storefront called a convenience store. Qing remembers seeing the same convenience store on the street a few times ago.

Bags of snacks, drinking water that Qing knew, a large number of books, and books printed with scantily clad and sultry women--------- Qing naturally stopped in front of these books, and all kinds of books that could not be described in words were lined up on the shelves.

"It's not good to read yellow books~! Caster。 Let's go, let's go, I hate this perverted thing the most! “

This sentence stabbed into the chest of the counter brother on the side like a sharp sword, and he wanted to remind Qing several times, but the counter brother who wanted to stop talking was finally knocked to the ground! -----------

"Thank you --- for patronizing ---"

In the midst of the little brother's painful screams, Qing was the first to walk out of the convenience store, and a Yukie also stuffed his wallet into his handbag and walked out with two bottles of water.

Under Qing's gaze, a person approached him. Limping and staggering with a person, wearing dark clothes and covering a whole face with a hood. He exuded a very uncomfortable aura all over his body, and Qing felt it again! The kind of self-like, the same creature's momentum!