Reincarnation Band Magician

Qing felt that if it were him, he would also feel shy if he was held in his mother's arms at this age and was seen by his friends.

"Aren't Qing and Xiangzi different? They are often praised by others?"

"Yeah, Mommy does that all the time."

He doesn't act like an adult at all, often showing a grandiose attitude and praising his son for everything he does at home.

Although Nagasaki Kiyoshi always thought it was nothing special, he would feel happy every time he was praised.

"That's it..."

Aite originally wanted to say something, but from Qing's expression, she felt that he didn't want to continue this topic, so she passed it by as if nothing had happened.

The noise outside the window became louder, which made people feel chilly.

Aite tucked the quilt into the sleeping little Clara and gave Qing a hug.

"Qing, you're the type of person who won't feel depressed as long as your family and friends are around you, but I still have to say, thank you for your hard work, hero."

……

Nagasaki Kiyoshi also came to play the piano.

It is not good to store the piano in such an environment, but the room is too small to accommodate it, so it has to be treated as a consumable item.

Xiangzi looked back at him, raised his eyebrows, as if asking a question.

Qing said nothing, but stood aside, using the low temperature outside to cool his mind.

"Together?"

"Four-hand piano duet? That's a little hard for me."

Xiangzi continued to play the "Turkish March" and motioned Qing to sit next to him.

“What’s important is to have fun. Clara and I both have fun playing.”

"Okay, I'll come then, Xiang."

The two of them sat down close together, so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

As soon as you start playing, you feel like you're going to fight. The coordination is so poor that it's like randomly picking people to play doubles in sports like table tennis and badminton.

They elbowed each other several times and their arms often touched each other.

“So this song is too difficult for me. How about starting with Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?”

"No, this is it."

Xiangzi continued playing with a smile on his face.

The music was a mess, but it just happened to let out all the shame I was feeling.

This feeling of playing the guitar without restraint and at random is like the carefree and comfortable feeling of a child playing. Looking at the smile of the girl next to him, Qing's mood also becomes cheerful.

In addition, it was the first time she saw Xiangzi playing so casually. She used to be more serious about the piano.

In the Cage: 51. Special Flower

It snowed all day.

There was no extra light at night in this era. In the wind and snow, it was pitch black outside, and the occasional sound of trees bending was scary.

At night, looking outside, one can see the paleness that reminds one of skeletons.

"Has the northern plateau always been played this way?"

"I don't know. I've only heard that it's cold here in the winter."

"It feels like the house is being buried..."

Humans have always been afraid of celestial phenomena, and they will empathize with their fellow human beings and worry about how people in the northern plateau will live under such snow.

The demons won’t.

Solitaire took a sip of her tea and said, "It's definitely bigger this year, bigger than in previous years. It's strange that you were so happy this morning."

Human emotions are always changing and there are many things that are difficult to understand, but Solitier did not get entangled in them.

The magic that recorded the sound is released, and the sound is released in the mind.

Solitaire had no objection to At's praise of the two.

She was indeed convinced. Over the centuries, she had rarely changed her decisions, but those two people had done it.

She also thought Qing and Xiangzi were amazing, and was proud of them from the bottom of her heart.

It’s just that this kind of emotion is like how adults look at children, even a little more superior.

……

The dwarves' exquisite craftsmanship was also blocked by the severe cold, so that the radiation could only reach one room.

As soon as you step out of this door, the temperature is so low that water turns into ice.

The room temperature was undoubtedly below zero, and standing outside the door one could see white steam seeping into the house.

"It's so cold."

But you still need to take a bath and maintain hygiene in winter.

The girl's teeth were chattering as she went to the bathroom wrapped in her coat. Aite also wrapped herself tightly. As a southerner, she was very afraid of the cold.

The wide space amplified the sound, and one could hear the sound of the biting wind and snow, as if one had entered a different world as soon as one stepped out of the door.

The warmer they were, the more afraid they were of the cold outside, as if they were trapped in this house and the whole world was buried in wind and snow.

Nagasaki Kiyosho held Clara in his arms and sat on the bed playing with her.

"call……"

Such a thought made Nagasaki Kiyoshi shudder.

Clara cried out, hugged her brother's hand again, climbed up with a smile, and then slid down.

This little girl seemed to have taken away the energy of everyone in the room. Seeing her lively, I felt much more comfortable.

"Come here~"

Nagasaki Kiyoshi folded up a quilt and pillow to build a small castle and guided Clara in.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she climbed in with her head held high. She showed such courage at such a young age. Maybe she would become a great adventurer in the future.

"Dang-dang-dang--"

She dubbed the song with her hands, hummed the tune of "Symphony of Fate", summoned her magic wand, and used magic to lift the quilt behind her, allowing Clara to "go upstairs".

Playing with children in this way is also a way to relax.

Solitaire was disturbed by the child's voice, felt bored, and turned the page of the book.

A thought flashed through my mind.

She thought about it and continued reading.

Not finished teaching yet.

I glanced outside and saw that the sound of snowflakes had faded. It wasn't that the snow had stopped, but rather that the fluffy layer of snow surrounding it had absorbed the sound.

In the severe cold, magic power is constantly being consumed. Solitaire is not a general like Livale who challenges herself. She usually hibernates in winter.

It's bad enough, I'll go south in a few years.

On the other side, Nagasaki Kiyoshi was careful to lower his voice.

Children are not naturally quiet, so let the baby expend some energy so that he can spend the night peacefully.

Now that they live together, if they are disturbed in the middle of the night... they don't care.

Solitaire doesn't need to sleep, but she doesn't like noise.

Avoid it if you can.

Not long after, Aite and Xiangzi came back. They were just a short walk away. The towels wrapped around their heads to keep their hair warm had become a little hard on the outside.

After entering the house, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking a shower feels like some kind of physical exercise.

"Qing, can I sit on your bed for a while?"

Aite looked at his daughter who was curled up in the quilt observing his mother, smiled gently, and wanted to stay with her for a while longer.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi nodded hesitantly.

Just sat there for a while.

Xiangzi hurried to the fireplace, dried his hair and body, and when he was warm, he came over and said, "Let me sit for a while."

Here, the bed is like a personal room. The last time I did that was because I was combing my hair.

Speaking of combing your hair...

Aite seemed to have remembered it too, and looked over with his warm brown eyes, "Qing, Xiangzi, how about learning a new hairstyle later?"

Qing didn't care. Xiangzi was a little shy, but he agreed.

I have studied for a long time today, so just take this as a little relaxation.

By the fireplace, Solitaire, curled up on a stool, turned another page of the book.

……

It is indeed very cold.

If you pour a pot of boiling water in the air at this time, it will probably turn into ice flowers when it falls to the ground.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi was a little worried about his chickens.

Most chickens on Earth would die quickly at these temperatures, but Aite said these are a unique breed from the northern plateau, so it's not a big problem.

As he stood there thinking, his hands and feet began to feel cold. Wasn't even his constitution able to withstand the cold?

Qing wrapped her clothes tightly and continued to move forward. There was a strange grainy feeling under her feet, which was the frozen water droplets that had been sprinkled before.

I returned to the room carefully, and the moment I opened the door I felt like the world was full of spring flowers.

There were three women, big, medium and small, on the bed. Xiangzi had his back to him, sitting in the same duck position as last time. Looking from behind, he could see the round lines of their hips and their spread calves, which looked a little plump and very cute.

Although it was his bed, Qing could only move a stool and sit by the fireplace.

"Come here, Qing, I'll teach you."

Aite waved and adjusted their positions. She held Clara and leaned against the end of the bed, Xiangzi sat in the middle, leaving the head of the bed for Nagasaki Kiyoshi.

"Oh, and that—"

Speaking of combing his hair, Xiangzi remembered the gift, stood up, climbed up the ladder, and leaned over to search for it in his bed.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi, who was walking over, was unable to get around her raised legs, which made her presence very noticeable.

It's awkward whether you pass by it from the side or from below.

So he pretended that his pajamas were not tidied, fiddling with the buttons without looking in that direction.

Seeing this action, Ate chuckled.

What youth!

"Found it. Let's use this today."

Xiangzi found a new headband.

Brand new items always make people feel pity for them, but they still need to be used after all.

But for Xiang, only those things that have left traces of use and can prove the past are truly precious.

She also had a red and black skirt at the time, but the temperature dropped too quickly, so she only put it on once and never wore it out again.

We have to wait until next year when it’s warmer.

Thinking of this, Xiangzi returned to Qing's bed, sat down, and handed her the hairband.

Aite blinked and looked at Qing, his eyes filled with confusion and relief, and finally returned to calmness.

"Did you choose it? It's very tasteful."