Boti's Memories

Yuria is not tall, which puts her at a disadvantage in this situation, as her view can easily be blocked by the people in front of her.

"It's a little difficult, but it's okay."

Yuria spoke honestly, looking at the tourists in front of her who were completely blocking her view, thinking that she wouldn't be able to see the stage. However, looking at Yotsuya Miko beside her, she suddenly felt that this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

At least, she could see the face of the person she loved standing beside her.

"I'm already happy just having you by my side."

Yuria was happy today, not only because she had reconciled with her parents, nor just because her parents had accepted her relationship with Miko. She was happy because Miko had always been by her side, through all of this.

The noise was deafening, and amidst the clamor, her voice was very soft, like a breeze, not as loud as Hua's.

But Yotsuya Miko heard and saw everything clearly.

She looked at Yuria, said nothing more, but changed the position of her left hand and took Yuria's right hand in hers.

"Me too, Yuria."

Hua, who was watching the stage from the sidelines, suddenly felt her hand being grasped. Turning around, she realized what the two were doing. Startled, she suddenly realized what had happened.

"... Really."

With her cheeks puffed up in anger, her initial excitement subsided, and she moved closer to Miko.

"You two better not forget about me."

"Oh, weren't you so busy watching the concert?"

At this moment, Miko instead feigned a surprised expression.

"I thought you were already completely captivated by the concert."

The sound of the speakers rang out, accompanied by the noise of people, and amidst the cacophony, a melodious song emerged.

They can be joyful, sorrowful, passionate, or cold and indifferent—all sorts of emotions.

"Right, Yuria?"

"Waaah..."

Looking at Miko, who still needed Yuria's approval, Hua felt even more awkward. She roughly shook off Miko's arm, grabbed Yuria's hand, and pulled her away.

"Yuria, let's go to a concert together!"

The way this girl dealt with jealousy was to pull away another girl who was being affectionate with her.

"This guy's getting a little too cocky."

"Magnificent?"

Before Yuria could react, Hua had already pulled her quite a distance, letting go of Miko's hand. She wasn't angry at Hua's interruption, but rather puzzled as to why Hua would suddenly do something like this at a time like this. If she was jealous, couldn't she just act cute next to Miko? Why...?

"Yuria, I have some questions for you."

In that sudden instant, she saw the seriousness on the face of the orange-haired girl who should have been lively and optimistic.

That expression flashed across his face in a fleeting instant.

"Let's go, the concert is still going on for a long time."

Her eyes glanced at Yotsuya Miko was standing there, and then looked at herself, her face still showing a jealous expression.

"Just leave this guy where he is, honestly."

Yotsuya Miko glanced in their direction as if sensing something, but didn't unleash her Spiritual Sense. She never liked using her Spiritual Sense in crowded places, because it was very uncomfortable.

"Well, it's time to let them leave now."

Her gaze returned to her arm, to her right arm that Hua was holding.

"If it had been a little less, Hua probably would have touched the scales on his arm."

He slightly lifted his sleeve, revealing densely packed scales growing down his fair arm. These mutations always unexpectedly and erratically sprouted demonic flesh from different parts of his body.

The scales were slowly wriggling, growing gradually towards the palm of my hand.

Just as the scales were about to reach her wrist, a force forced them back in their original direction, and the traces of the scales disappeared from her arm.

From the knowledge provided by Zhang Qiudao, she summarized methods to suppress alienation, but such methods were no different from drinking poison to quench thirst. Each suppression would only force the next alienation to strike more severely, thus accelerating the process of alienation.

"But now is not the time for them to find out."

She murmured to herself, her gaze fixed on the concert venue.

The first few songs of the concert have already finished, and the next song is by a music club student called "White Bird".

This song has become quite popular recently, gaining a lot of fame among students. Many students were already excited when they heard the intro, their expressions becoming animated.

"It's a white bird!"

The singer closed their eyes and slowly sang the lyrics along with the intro.

A white bird soars through the sky, drifting away with the current, never to return.

"Miko arm, do you know anything about it?"

[Having left their hometown, disillusioned with the past, they face their end.]

"I..."

Yuria paused.

"What happened?"

[Death, desolation, the white wings are gone, only a sigh remains in the afterglow.]

What exactly happened?

[The sun rises as usual, blood and tears, time leaves its scars, fragments remain.]

"..."

[The wind rises, dust settles, the river turns into a desert, white birds are buried here, leaving behind a regret.]

Chapter 300 Boti's Memories

The concert has ended.

The crowd dispersed, and the place quickly became deserted.

Yotsuya Miko breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't that late; it was only a little past eight o'clock when the concert ended.

The stage setup was being tidied up by students and teachers. Tourists who were leaving the campus handed over stamped papers to the gatekeeper. The class rankings would be announced tomorrow after the statistics were tallied.

In the latter half of the performance, Yuria and Hua returned to her side, and the three of them returned to their original peace.

"Would you like something to eat?"

I took out my phone and glanced at the time. When I walked out of the school gate, the streets outside were still brightly lit, and many shops were still operating normally.

"Of course!"

Hua raised her hand high, her face clearly saying "I want to eat." She touched her stomach, obviously the dinner she had just had wasn't enough to satisfy her unusually large appetite.

"Let's go, it's okay if we get back a little later. As long as we're home by nine o'clock, everything will be fine. Miko, Yuria, what about you?"

"As for me, it's not a problem when I go back."

Yuria answered, looking at Hua, who still appeared energetic, and suddenly couldn't understand Hua at all, especially since something had clearly happened just moments before...

"It's more accurate to say that I've never had any parents to care for me."

She shook her skirt. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and fragmented, possibly from different sources.)

"But I still won't go back too late, because it's troublesome to be alone at night."

"That's true."

Hua nodded in agreement, then turned his gaze to Yotsuya Miko standing to the side.

"Miko... you don't need to worry. It doesn't matter when you go back, you won't encounter any danger anyway."

At this point, Hua suddenly thought of the last meteor shower. She wondered how Miko had managed to transport her so far away in such a short time. But could Miko as powerful as Jianzi also encounter trouble?

She held Miko's right arm. She had noticed in the classroom that Yotsuya Miko was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding the distance between herself and Miko's right arm, but even with such contact, she still couldn't detect any unusual changes in that arm.

Moreover, it's unlikely that Miko would ever tell her or Yuria about this.

"Hmm, let's go eat cake."

The thought flashed through his mind, but on the surface, he wore an expression that said, "I'm about to starve to death."

Seeing her like this, Yotsuya Miko didn't think much of it, just found her somewhat cute.

"Okay, let's go buy a cake."

A faint smile appeared on her face, and she softly hummed a song.

A white bird soars through the sky, drifting away with the current, never to return.

The song was still being played on the streets and was surprisingly popular. When Yotsuya Miko heard the song again at a concert, she had memorized the lyrics perfectly and sang along with the melody word for word.

This is a very sad song that tells the story of the death of a white bird.

The white bird, far from its homeland, died in a foreign land, in a desolate desert where the river could not flow, but no one knew why it died.

The lyrics are not complicated, but their ambiguity allows for many extended interpretations. Some say the white bird represents ideals, others say it represents life, and still others say it represents a lonely, abandoned soul—interpretations vary.

But in any case, "White Bird" became a hit, becoming a source of comfort for many young people facing confusion.

What kind of cake does Hua want to buy?

"Cream Puff, please."

"Oh, okay? Then I'll buy some poppies."

Yotsuya Miko suddenly felt as if she were that white bird about to leave her homeland, and thus she became even more attached to everything on this land.

She gazed at the sky, at the bustling city before her, at the people around her, wishing she could possess it all forever. But reality is always cruel, reminding her, in those beautiful years, that time was running out.

Winter is coming soon.

"Yes, winter will be here in about ten days."

"Time really flies! Our semester is almost over, isn't it?"

"But Christmas is coming soon, hmm, do you want any presents for Christmas, Yuria, Hua?"

She stretched out her right hand and made a grasping motion towards the sky.

"Even if you wanted the stars in the sky, I would find a way to get them for you."

"I'm so touched!"

Hua assumed she was joking and casually remarked as she looked at the cake shop they were almost upon.

"I don't want anything, I just want to Miko you so that I and Yuria can have a good Christmas together."

"Yes, me too."

"That's really... a very ordinary wish. I thought you two would have more romantic ideas."

Miko paused, her tone tinged with regret, Hua and Yuria simply took it as regret over such a simple wish. However, after a slight regret, her tone lifted a few notches.

"Then come over to my house to play on Christmas Day."

"Um."

Hua responded, and seeing the cake shop that was not far from her, she impatiently let go of Miko's arms, pushed open the glass door, and walked inside.

"Boss, I want three of these! And a few more!"

Her voice remained high-pitched, full of liveliness and joy.

"Okay... okay."

Perhaps because he had never seen such an eager customer before, the owner paused for a moment before realizing what was happening and packed up the cakes Hua was pointing to.

Just as the owner finished arranging the cake, Miko and Huacai entered the cake shop behind him.

Miko glanced at the cake that had already been prepared. Although Hua had said she wanted Cream Puff, she seemed to have completely forgotten about it after entering the store, and none of the cakes she ordered were from any brand of Cream Puff.

"You."

Shaking her head, she walked to the counter, glanced at it, and slowly picked out a Bodhi. The Bodhi's shape resembled a rosary. Yotsuya Miko remembered that she had once sold a Bodhi that was similar in color and shape to a rosary. At that time, it seemed that she had not long after learning the Nine Nether Profound Soul Treasure Record, and she was terrified of Ghosts, so much so that she felt that the rosary-shaped Bodhi could bring her some comfort.