Reincarnation Band Magician

The most unusual part is the stitching between the shoulders and stomach. The stitching on the stomach is about a palm long, while it is longer on the shoulders.

There were some minor wounds in other places, but fortunately they were not obvious and there were no wounds on the hands and feet.

There is still light blood flowing from the shoulder and abdomen. The wound is cleaned again, crystallized, bandaged, and the crystallization is removed.

"it is good."

The hot water restored the temperature and drove away the coldness of the rainwater.

The clothes fit Qing's figure well.

He wondered if they were the clothes her family wore when they were young, but never mind, he was grateful anyway.

The body is warm and the clothes are clean and tidy.

To use a line from the comic, it's as refreshing as welcoming the New Year's morning in new underwear.

I was so relaxed that I even felt a little sleepy.

But we're in someone else's house, so we can't act too presumptuous.

"I `m coming out."

After speaking out, he waited for a while and walked out to avoid seeing any bad scenes.

During the two years he spent with Xiangzi at the seaside, he was able to control this distance with ease without having to think about it.

"You washed really fast. It doesn't matter if you wash it slower. Is it clean?"

"Well, I have a special bathing technique."

Xingge thought he was just showing off. She patted the seat next to him and pointed at the dishes, asking him to sit over. "Tell me?"

After the person came over, Xingge found that the child was indeed good-looking, with a beautiful face and eyes, and was very friendly. His long light brown hair fell behind him with a moisturizing feel, which did not make him look particularly girly, but rather had a neat and unrestrained look.

It's a different style of handsomeness from hers.

Well, after all, I am a girl...

The girl who is about to turn 30 thinks so.

Qing took a towel and wiped her hair almost completely. She then wrapped it in a bun on her head to prevent it from getting wet from the moisture from eating.

Such an action blurred her temperament, and Xingge's heart moved, as if there was a "puffing" sound, and that "mother" feeling became stronger again.

Looking away, I bumped into my sister. Their similar red eyes expressed the same emotion, and they shook their heads at the same time.

Qing tidied her clothes, glanced at the pot, and habitually used the serving chopsticks to serve the two people food, picking out the cooked ingredients and those that were not very resistant to cooking. The children were given priority, and those who were sensible were not neglected.

At the same time, I also share tips on washing and caring for long hair, how to improve efficiency and save time, and more comfortable drying methods...

[No, you really can? ]

A short break on the journey: 228, no strange smell

Before I knew it, there was no longer any atmosphere of strangers among us.

At least it's a situation like "the young-minded relative who held you and played with you when you were a child but hasn't seen you for a long time since you grew up comes to see you."

Although we are strangers, the conversation does not make people feel wary at all, and I can learn something from each other's words from time to time.

[No! That's not it!]

Feeling the overwhelming gap in common sense, and thinking that the dominant position in the conversation would shift if this continued, Xingge quickly changed the subject after listening to the tips for home life.

She is the elder!

"Nagasaki, did you send a message to anyone you knew when you came out?"

"some."

Told the goddess.

"By the way, your ears...what are they made of?"

"It's fixed in a special way, so I can't take it off until night."

"Oh, it's quite exquisite."

I fell silent and listened to the sukiyaki gurgling.

【My sister doesn’t know how to chat.】

[This is so embarrassing. If I don't speak up, Hongxia will probably think I don't know how to chat. I'm a sister, a working person who owns a shop. I need to think about how I used to communicate...]

Band members.

fan.

Juniors and classmates of acquaintances.

Staff...

It seems, indeed, that I’m not very good at it.

Can't this guy just be like a normal runaway high school boy? He's so shy around older sisters and pretty peers that he can't even speak, just staring down the closest dish, never saying a word when he doesn't like it, and then answering whatever I ask. When he feels awkward, he'll initiate conversation about relatives, studies, the news, and so on, and then I'll show my older sister's tolerance and ignore the awkward response...

Xingge bit the juice straw somewhat unhappily, trying to find a topic to talk about.

"It's almost done—do you like your cabbage a little softer? I'm fine with anything vegetarian."

"Ah, me too."

"It's fine now."

The two girls became the hosts now, but they did not find it strange at all, and even enjoyed the feeling of being questioned in this way.

Qing mentioned the precautions for making sukiyaki in passing - although there were no ingredients to make it during the trip, it was still possible to learn by analogy.

As they chatted, Xingge's little concern disappeared.

"Can Qing also play an instrument?"

Miss Hongxia supported her face with one hand and called Qing with great interest in a pronunciation similar to that of another friend.

The ending tone should be slightly raised, which makes it sound very girly and playful.

When chatting with another person, because of that person's characteristics, if you use such an overly intimate attitude, you may be taken advantage of and fooled and manipulated in various ways, so don't do that.

At this moment, this new friend is more important than the mediocre dinner in front of me.

"I've learned a few, first bass, then piano, violin, clarinet, etc., but my level is actually average."

"You're quite well-read," Xingge knew from his manners that he came from a good background, but she didn't care. "Besse, that's true..."

Same with the other cool one.

As an older sister, Xingge naturally knows what her younger sister wants to do, and sometimes helps her keep an eye out for suitable band members.

"I haven't practiced bass in a long time. Maybe I can try keyboard again."

"Ah, keyboard is also good, if you have piano skills."

"But my friend is a keyboard player..."

Just a casual chat. Reality isn't Pokémon, and no one's going around capturing band members...right?

When they talked about the band, they felt a resonance.

Hongxia also likes such unrestrained discussions. Even though she doesn't know how to play any instruments, she is moved by the feeling of working and growing together. This is what a band is.

That’s awesome…

This is how the Qing Dynasty imagined a peaceful world.

Long live the band!

Finally, when they had almost finished eating, Hongxia rubbed her stomach, her attention distracted, she was in a daze, her eyes sweeping across Qing's face.

Brown hair, blue eyes, looks very cultured, good at bass...

She tilted her head, "Qing, do any of your friends have any guitar skills?"

“…No.”

First, let’s define friends.

Oh, that’s not necessary now. No matter how you define it, he definitely has no friends in this world because he was born less than three hours ago.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, yeah, I'm full, I'm really happy today, Qing——"

Wait, what does "I'm so happy today" mean? It's like we've known each other for a long time.

Hongxia noticed this and began to reflect.

Well, that’s what it means to feel like old friends at first sight. Some people become friends after meeting for more than 10 seconds.

Even her sister, who was arrogant and a little bit spoiled, didn't show any reaction.

"Since it's so late, let's stay here first."

There was no place, so he slept on the sofa, his sister slept in the same room with his older sister, and the drunkard slept with his younger sister.

I just saw someone say that Hiroi Kikuri is Xingge's junior. Don't seniors and juniors sleep in the same room?

Maybe there's a sense of distance, or there are things in the room that aren't suitable for people other than family members to understand.

Having a place to rest was already an unexpected surprise. Qingyuan had already prepared to look for some less healthy places where the probability of bad guys spawning was higher.

It doesn't have to be the best now, he also hopes to live a peaceful life during the holidays.

But I can't keep bothering others. I have to seriously consider ways to make money.

If Mom were here—

Qing blocked the thought in time.

The closer he gets to hope, the weaker he becomes.

After everything was cleaned up, I opened the windows for ventilation and wiped the water droplets on the glass. It was early spring in Tokyo and the nights were still a bit cold.

The early cherry blossoms are about to bloom, and the start of the school season, which has been used to death in various works, is only about twenty days away.

Qing was thinking seriously about going to school.

You don't want to save the world and then come back to high school, right?

But if my mother were here, I would definitely...

Yadda yo.

＜('? ?`)＞

Perhaps, he should have landed in Kawasaki.

……

[That's it.]

【Rabbit Emoticon Pack·Joy】

Sharing today’s experiences with friends.

The other person's profile picture was flashing with the message: [Living together on our first meeting, sounds really rock and roll.]

[I won't talk to you anymore. I'll teach you a lesson when we meet tomorrow... Also, this Ryo is also a 'weirdo' like you, so if you're interested, you can come over earlier.]

【Thank you for the compliment. 】

Although she didn’t want to respond to this weirdo, the gentle and kind Hong Xia still sent back a good night emoticon.

The phone screen is off.

By the way, my sister is so slow in washing up.

……

After finishing the tidying up, Qing lay on the sofa, his posture so peaceful that he looked like he could be put into the coffin immediately, and covered his eyes with his coat.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

There is no light and I can't see.

Xingge came over and said, "You haven't slept yet, have you? How's the quilt? It shouldn't be cold in the room. It's okay to take off your clothes before going to bed. I'll get up early tomorrow morning and call you. Don't worry."