Life in Another World of Saber Sanada Shinzo

Liars, all are liars.

Whether it's the mother, the guest, or him.

All are deceiving.

I will die, I must die.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, yesterday, today.

It's just a matter of time, I will definitely die here.

This kind of ghost place, died in this pile of weeds.

Dying here day after day.

But, but ah.

I don't want to die.

When Sanada Nobuzo bid farewell to Onmyoji and returned to Fujiwara House, it was already afternoon, the sun was slanting in the west, and the shadow of the person stretched very long on the path, all the way in front of Sanada Nobuzo, making every step of him tremble. will step on his own shadow.

When he entered the door, he suddenly found a letter randomly stuffed in the old mailbox, and the words Yuko and the familiar black-winged swallowtail that belonged to the witch were faintly visible on the exposed half of the envelope.

Sanada Nobuzo was stunned for a moment, obviously never thought that a witch could do such an extraordinary thing, such a novel experience surprised him, but when it happened suddenly, he felt that the surprise was justified, the so-called witch was not right Are you going to do something so frightening and surprising?Thinking about it carefully, isn't the source of all these strange things happening, the note that the witch handed over after holding the apple?

Sanada Nobuzo laughed at himself, and took out the letter sent by the witch across the space.

"Patter." Something fell out along with the letter.

A white letter, the paper is flat and clean, not like the rough paper commonly used by the Japanese, the delicate feeling seems to come from the English side, and it is the paper that young people especially respect recently.

Would someone actually send a letter to the people in this house?The samurai was a little surprised. Neither Mrs. Fujiwara nor Miss Abai seemed to have relatives and friends outside. The widowed posture seemed to be isolated from the world, separated from the world by a gap of an era.

But today's popular letter broke such a barrier and broke the prejudice of the samurai.

Sanada Nobuzo picked up the letter with curiosity, and the smooth pen handwriting was printed on the envelope, with an indescribably beautiful shape, and a Japanese sentence mixed with foreign words was attached to it.

It was a letter to a lady, a letter from a man to a lady.Sanada Shinzo suddenly realized.

"Mr. Shinzo!"

The young lady ran over in small steps exclaiming, looking at the letter in Sanada Shinzo's hand, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"This is... my letter."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Sanada Shinzo handed the letter to the lady.

"Excuse me?"

"Ah, this is, yes, it's a letter."

"It looks like it was written by a man, is it Miss's friend?"

"Well... that's right."

"Could it be the sweetheart?" The samurai said half-jokingly.

"That's not true! Mr. Shinzo, don't talk nonsense!" Abai retorted suddenly and fiercely, but then realized that such a tone was inappropriate, and lowered his head while blushing.

"Nobuzo-san...don't tell mother."

"So it really is your sweetheart?" Sanada Shinzo was a little surprised.

"It doesn't count, although there was a relationship once, but that person is just a commoner, or a businessman, mother, mother, she will definitely not agree." A Bai's expression was a little lonely.

"yes."

"But, but that person is really excellent! He knows a lot of things, including science, English, and business. He is really good!"

Abai suddenly raised his face, and Sanada Shinzo could clearly see her red eyes and eyes filled with tears. Her feelings were sincere and warm, burning like a ball of flame, burning in this decaying mansion .

Sanada Nobuzo could not help but be moved by her sincere feelings. Although the woman named Abai in front of her is still young, her heart has revealed the sincere friendship unique to women towards the world. She is gentle and demure, But in the depths of her heart, there was the hottest and most decisive emotion brewing, so sincere and so strong that there was no place for rationality in her eyes, only such a beautiful and pure friendship.

Sanada Shinzo suddenly didn't know what to say, and didn't know how to deal with such a difficult situation.

Should he be comforted?Should he be persuaded?Or tear up the dream and reveal the cruel reality to this immature girl?

I don't know, the samurai's fingers froze there, not knowing what to do.

"Why? Why do you have to stay in this kind of place? What's the point of such a poor life?"

The young lady turned her head, wiped her tears with her sleeves, and finally returned to her previous demure look.

"I'm sorry." She bowed to Sanada Shinzo, then ran away wiping her tears without looking back, her clogs making a crisp rattling sound on the gravel road.

Sanada Shinzo put down the hand that he couldn't help stretching out to hold back, and silently said the words with unknown meaning in his throat.

It is very surprising that the letter sent by Miss Yuko did not contain any strange things, but just an ordinary folding fan, which is considered to be a high-quality workmanship.Sanada Nobuzo seemed to be checking, opening and closing the folding fan, and finally confirmed that it was indeed what Ms. Yuko said in the letter, it was just an ordinary, slightly expensive folding fan, which was used as a reward for helping him find things.

Since this is the case, it doesn't matter if it is pawned off.The samurai thought silently in his heart.

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the door outside the house.

"I'm sorry." The lady's voice.

"Please come in." Sanada Shinzo put away the folding fan.

"Mr. Shinzo, this is a pastry that my mother entrusted me with."

"Ah, thank you madam."

The young lady put the pastries on the table, but she didn't leave. She stroked her hair by her ears and spoke hesitantly.

"Mr. Shinzo, have you been to town?"

"Yes."

"So have you seen that onmyoji?"

"Of course I did."

"What kind of person is he? Does he really know those spells? Did you ask him for divination? The result? What did he say?"

"Don't worry, I won't run away suddenly."

"Ah, sorry."

"That onmyoji is probably a capable person. He used some spells. Unfortunately, I have never seen it with my own eyes through the screen, but, how should I put it, it still gives people a feeling of 'this person'. Really know something' feeling."

"Then... the result? Mr. Shinzo went to ask about the thing you were looking for, and the result? What did the onmyoji say?"

"He said ... 'far away'."

"Far away... the horizon?" Abai muttered to himself.

"Then, isn't that 'near at hand'?"

Sanada Nobuzo was a little surprised. He thought that in such a remote and deserted mansion, the lady's daily work was just cleaning and tidying up. Occasionally, she would look through the waka collections left by the predecessors and pluck the strings, like those in the past. She is like a lady, but the sharp thinking and hidden intelligence she showed today really surprised people.

"What a surprise, miss," sighed the samurai.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Your intelligence is astonishing."

"No way..." Ah Bai blushed slightly, and explained in a low voice, "It's just a tutor."

"Who is it? The mysterious Lord of Faith?" The samurai teased with a smile.

"Who else is there but him?"

"So you know each other well?"

"It's just through a few letters, so it can't be called familiarity."

"Don't you really think about it? The person who read the envelope should be considered rich. If you get married, the life of the Fujiwara family will be better, right? It is impossible for such a big house to stay just by you and your wife."

"I... I know, but my mother will never agree to have a relationship with a commoner." The young lady seemed unwilling to talk more, she turned her head and whispered.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"It's because I tried it that I know it won't work!"

The young lady's emotions suddenly became agitated. She turned her head and looked directly into the warrior's eyes. Tears gradually filled her eyes, and the crystal tears reflected her eyes so brightly.

"Mother, mother will not accept it no matter what, even if she is down to this point, she still has to maintain the so-called dignity."

"I don't understand. How can such a life be like a nobleman? How can such a life be so good?"

"In the end, I'm not going to die here. In this barren house, I will collect her body when my mother dies, but who will collect my body when I die?"

"I don't want to die here, in such a desolate and dilapidated place, silently, without anyone knowing, let the corpse rot in the house, and people outside the house come and go, but they don't know that I died here .”

"It's horrible, life like that is horrible."

Ah Bai wept in a low voice, wiping away tears with her sleeve while sobbing, she cried very softly, but the despair and fear moved people.

Sanada Nobuzo sat across from her, looking at the weeping woman in front of him, just looking at her, a strange feeling came to his heart.It seems that the person sitting here is no longer the lady who lodged with others, but a ghost named Abai, a sad ghost who was born in this era and was teased by the ever-changing fate, in such a turbulent trend of the times. With no power to fight back, he could only weep in fear and accept helplessly.

But at the same time he was aware that this was a real person, a sensitive woman who was worried about death at a young age, a sentimental woman who was powerless to fight.

"Miss, everything will be fine." The samurai stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"It's not going to get better if you lie to people."

"It's going to be all right, you see what this is."

The samurai took out the received letter and handed the beautiful folding fan in the envelope to the young lady.

"It's beautiful... what is this?"

"It was sent by the person who entrusted me to look for it, saying it was my reward. I want to pawn it off as a rent fee, but I'm really not familiar with this kind of thing. You can ask the lady to go with me tomorrow." Pawn in town?"

The samurai smiled, seeing the young lady's eyes light up.

"Really...?" Ah Bai covered his mouth and looked into the warrior's black eyes in disbelief.

"Really, everything is going to be alright, and if you believe in it like this, good things will happen."

"Okay..." The lady's voice trembled

"everything will get better."

A long, high-pitched bark came from a distance.

The author has something to say: What kind of person would the Lord of Letters write to Miss?

Will Abai's dream come true?

Will she leave the house?Will you marry the king of faith?Will you die?

I don't know, please wait, after all, everything will be...

Anything can happen.

(It is agreed that I will update the next day! (Although I lose the outline and gradually become confused

For some reason, Sanada Shinzo here is a bit older, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and the young lady is about fourteen or fifteen.

I feel that this article has been played badly by me. qwq It’s just a random practice article

qwq sorry boyfriend

There is Wenye's short story collection next door, mainly about Osamu Dazai and his various CPs. If you are interested, you can watch it

They are all very short and well-written streams of consciousness.

above. )