Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

(Even if you want to be a nun, you don’t have to give everything you have to others without reservation)

what.

That's sir's voice.

Elomari raised her head from the bottom of the endless dark abyss.

There was really an echo in her mind.

The voice was too illusory and yet too real. It was like the sun was healing the wounds in her heart, causing glistening tears to flow down her cheeks.

(Being too persistent in dedication will eventually turn your soul into a pool of stagnant water)

(Don’t be a pool of stagnant water, Mary. At the appropriate time, you should take a break to soothe your spirit, and - it’s okay to act coquettishly to me.)

(Only when both giving and taking are relaxed, can the soul be transformed from a pool of stagnant water into a source of living water)

(By then, Mary should be able to become a real nun)

(I will always support you as a fan who admires you, Mary)

The majestic Great Cathedral still stands under the dark sky.

The wind in the empty valley blew through the hall, and the warm fragrance came from the swaying flower branches.

Elomari raised her head and stared straight at the sacred symbols on the walls of the cathedral.

Crazy like crazy.

She grinned and showed an extremely warm smile.

original……

So this is ah.

Why haven't I discovered it all this time?

Elomari opened her arms, like a prisoner embracing freedom in a heavy rain, or like a great enlightened being who understands the truth in the desert:

In despair, I offered my sincere prayers to the gods,

The gods did not respond;

But Mr.’s warm voice echoed in my ears...

Do not,

To be precise,

God truly answered my prayer.

Things turned out to be really that simple.

"gentlemen……"

Elomari muttered to herself dreamily,

The slender fingers of her hands moved charmingly over her petite waist, igniting a crazy evil fire wherever her fingertips touched.

When she accepted the new truth, the taboo and alluring desires buried deep in the little nun's heart were also released.

There were peach blossom-like ripples on her face, and her eyes became moist.

On the nun, the old shackles have been smashed,

A new spokesperson for truth was born in the Great Cathedral.

Chapter 015: Day 086·Dusk·Street of Kivotos ①

Busy time can be slow or fast.

My husband's work at Trinity College is nothing more than mediation, benefit distribution, and planning of new regulations.

When he first entered Kivotos, this was how he came day by day, and it is still the same now.

After dusk that day, he did not return to Holy Trinity College, but walked towards the bustling part of the city.

He walked slowly along the street for a while, and suddenly heard a shout of surprise.

The children around Mr. Li raised their heads one after another and looked at the deep black and blue sky.

They gathered their friends, raised their mobile phones, and heard the clicks of shutters flashing one after another.

When the husband looked up, he saw only a clear and shining Milky Way, flowing slowly in the night sky, revealing countless silver light and chill.

Only then did the husband remember that it was the Chinese Valentine's Day again every year.

Although he was far away from the excited students, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the magnificent Milky Way.

"It's Chinese Valentine's Day again."

Last year on this day, he happened to participate in the preparations for the Chinese Valentine's Day festival, but this year he was busy with so many things that he almost forgot about the festive day.

He looked towards the east bank of the Milky Way across the sky,

The clouds are fluttering like brocade and satin, but they are as red as blood.

On the other side of the stack of clouds, there is a messy blond hair, covering the girl's face.

"Sir~~~!!"

The girl's voice came closer and closer, like a jubilant magpie flying from the noisy world.

The gentleman squinted his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound through the chaotic sounds of the noisy world.

He saw Acigu Rifumei raising her head, revealing a pair of spiritual eyes, and her footsteps were flying through the crowd.

The gentleman was suddenly in a trance.

He stared blankly at the girl's pink and jade face, revealing the youth that even time could not destroy, feeling a little sad for no reason.

But the corners of his mouth twitching under the wrinkles seemed to be smiling.

He forced himself to put aside his seriousness and walked towards the girl, hesitantly opening his arms.

Hifumi's movements didn't stop at all. She jumped into her husband's arms, sending him a warm and energetic feeling.

"Thank you, sir—for everything."

"It doesn't matter what happened that day, or what happened to Azusa..."

"Too much, too much."

Hifumi's voice was very soft and warm, as if it would disappear in the hustle and bustle of people the next moment.

But the gentleman heard it very clearly.

The husband also closed his eyes and hugged Hifumi in his arms.

As soon as Jinfeng Yulu met, they won but countless on earth.

The gentleman's lips moved a few times, trying to say something, but he couldn't.

He always plays the role of a persevering commander, an infinitely tolerant educator, and a devotee without asking for anything in return.

He is too good at, and too accustomed to, dealing with those sarcastic words, those distrustful looks, and those unpredictable attacks.

He just wasn't good at dealing with Hifumi.

Respond to this pure kindness and gratitude.

Perhaps he is like a blind fish that has lived in a dark cave for a long time, and his body will be burned dry when exposed to light.

Time is like the cold rushing Milky Way, taking away all expectations for the future.

But at this moment, facing Hifumi, he couldn't express any mature truth.

Hugging each other, just not wanting to let go.

The students around were noisy and booing like magpies.

The husband tried to move his body slowly away from Hifumi's arms.

However, he couldn't break free.

The straightforward girl reluctantly hugged him tightly in her arms again.

The long-forgotten warmth rose again in Mr.'s chest.

Mr. laughed.

The colder his back was from the evening breeze, the warmer the warmth came from his chest.

"I always fail in front of you, Hifumi."

Chapter 015: Day 086·Dusk·Street of Kivotos ②

The streets of Kivotos in July are still a bit sultry.

The bustling children all put on thin and beautiful clothes, and young girls sat on the street, drinking coffee, looking at the street scene, and talking and laughing about never-ending topics.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams.

The trees along the roadside were covered with red, orange, yellow and green wishing paper, swaying gently in the evening breeze.

Those are the best wishes for the future made by enthusiastic students, looking at the cold Milky Way in the distance.

The husband looked up and looked at the wishing paper swaying in the wind. His eyes were still as tender and loving as ever, but there was a little more sadness in them.

After all, the legend of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl is romantic, but not beautiful.

The fairy Sifan fell in love with a mortal man and abandoned her priesthood. Therefore, the Queen Mother punished her by using a hosta to mark the Milky Way, so that a man and woman who passionately loved each other could only be separated by the cold for 360 four days in a year. The Milky Way, facing each other far away.

It's just that this place in Kivotos has always been uncomprehensive.

The students only know about the Chinese Valentine's Day, but they don't know about the lunar calendar, and they don't know what a sad and tragic story lies behind the cold Milky Way.

Therefore, the Chinese Valentine's Day has naturally become a festival, and the cold Milky Way that splits love has also become the recipient address for good wishes.

He smiled and shook his head.

Perhaps, this kind of 'unexpected understanding', this kind of endless joy, is the brilliant youth of the children of Kivotos?

"Humph~~~Humph~~~Humph~~~~"

Hifumi held her husband's hand and hummed a cute tune. The smile on her face was so warm that it could melt ice.

She does not allow her husband to be unhappy or unhappy, even for the sake of the students.

Feeling the warm and irresistible force in her palm, the husband was almost forced to visit every shop on the street.

"Ah, sir! This is super delicious, come and try it!"

"Sir~~~! Can you buy me that new momofriends doll?"

"There are also umbrellas selling wavy cats over there! Sir, let's hold the same umbrella together!"

Hifumi faced him, smiling like the spring breeze in March.

Seeing Hifumi's enthusiastic eyes, the gentleman wisely swallowed the unsightly question "Why do we need to hold an umbrella when it's not raining?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but my husband just feels that today's Hifumi is much more positive than usual.

He held up the umbrella handle with one hand and let Hifumi's cheerful shoulder rub against his side.

The husband looked at her a little absent-mindedly and chuckled without knowing it.

"Sir is smiling."

Hifumi quietly rested her head on her husband's arm.

"Sir, it's been a long, long time since I laughed out loud in front of us."

Looking at Rifumei's childish and carefree face, the curve of the corners of Mr.'s lips continued to expand.

Unknowingly, the two figures had left the downtown area and arrived at an artificial lake.

The gentleman put away his umbrella, and the wrinkles on his forehead began to relax after perhaps not seeing him for a long time.

Rifumi was not in a hurry, and waited until her husband sat on the floor.

She lay down naturally and rested her little head on her husband's lap.

"Hehehe~"