Reincarnation Band Magician

The new buds of spring bring joy. In late spring, we celebrate little Clara's birthday. In summer, we go fishing near the coast and make shaved ice with the magic of ice making. In autumn, we continue to travel and gaze at the golden scenery from a high place.

The piano was replaced, Qing also got his own violin and clarinet, and began to learn cello and viola.

Xiang's piano skills are no less than Aite's. Every time she plays, Mrs. Aite sits beside her holding her child and enjoys the performance.

Occasionally, Qing would play a violin ensemble, and then a lot of problems would be picked out.

In this way, the scenery outside the window changes and the new year arrives.

In the Cage: 62, Let's Go

"Magical Signals? I bought it a year ago, so I can give it a look."

Aite is about to leave.

Qing has been communicating with Solitiel all this time, asking about the situation in the outside world to help Aite understand the situation and not run into Qi Bengxian when he goes out.

This is eroding Solitaire's favor, and in more serious cases, it means "being spoiled and arrogant".

But it is also necessary.

Aite saw it and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Xiang.

"Don't worry about that, just be happy."

Xiangzi hugged her reluctantly. After two years of being together, Aite was her only two friends here.

She threw away the lonely mood.

Now is the time to be happy for your friend's escape from suffering.

"Xiangzi..."

Aite stroked the girl's hair, a thousand words in his heart, but in the end, he said only a few words, as if jokingly speaking to a friend: "You have grown up."

“Not at all.”

Xiangzi thought he was talking about the body.

In the past two years, only my hair and nails have grown, oh, and there has been a slight change in weight.

It is not longer either horizontally or vertically, not even 1cm, and the same is true for Qing.

"I'm talking about psychological age. When we first met, Xiangzi seemed like a down-and-out aristocrat. I know a lot of people like that, and it's hard to communicate with them, but now it's much better."

"Eite——"

"I told you that was in the past. It's much better now."

[Although, apart from your names, I still don't know anything else about you.]

Solitaire never asked them, and Aite would not ask them, so Xiangheqing's past is still a mystery.

Not asking about the past is Aite’s little persistence.

Even if they don't know the past, it doesn't prevent them from becoming important friends.

"From now on, you..."

Aite has a lot to say.

Take good care of yourself, be more proactive in your interactions with Qing, don't end up being like older sisters to your family, don't be too pushy, and spend less time practicing...

She didn't say anything, but Qing remembered all these things.

"Eat well."

She ended the topic with this and picked up the book.

"Let's start learning this. The military should have already learned it by now. Let's start with simple signals: distress signals, warning signals, and direction indicators..."

……

Winter is almost over, and the sound of the surging tide can be heard at night.

The bedroom after dinner.

This year, the interior layout was adjusted and a new piano was moved in, so I can play in the warmth of the fireplace.

Qing held Clara, who had grown a lot bigger, in her arms, lifted her up easily, touched the piano keys with her feet, and played Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

After taking a bath, Xiangzi fiddled with her hair. Her smooth blue hair fell to her knees. She looked at this side gently.

"Okay, let Clara rest for a while. What should we play?" Art walked over and hugged her daughter.

Two months after being weaned, Clara was still used to touching the tableware and wanted to have a snack. Her mother put her in the cradle next to her. She struggled to climb out. Xiangzi handed the violin to Clara, then sat down and played a few notes, and she calmed down.

Good boy.

Qing put his violin in his hands, turned his back to Xiangzi, and sat on the same chair.

"Xiang, don't squeeze me."

"I'll pay attention."

Xiang straightened his back and thought for a moment.

"How about 'One Step Away'?"

Qing leaned back and gently touched the back of her neck to show his disagreement.

Ever since she played this, whenever she learned court dance, Aite would almost always specify this as the accompaniment, and she had already appreciated it enough.

Aite narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then tell me one."

"Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy, for little Clara."

"It's for the children, that's fine too."

"Then let's begin."

Xiangzi also got ready and struck the piano keys.

Amid the playful and lively music, Clara clapped her arms happily, as if following the beat.

Every night of ensemble performance, whether beautiful or not, was a pleasure for them.

On the side, Solitaire's fingers tapped lightly on the table, but there was always a deviation, and she could not capture the rhythm as accurately as Clara.

After all, when improvising, you can put your emotions into it and play it fast or slow at will.

She still couldn't empathize with humans.

……

The first sprout emerges and says hello to the earth.

The snow in the north melted, and large areas of white peeled off, revealing a riot of color.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi put his hand into the bucket. The water was still a little cold, but it was acceptable.

He held the wand in his arms, poured clean water into the air, threw in the floral soap, and began to wash the bedding and clothes.

Spring must indeed have the scent of flowers and sunshine.

In the open space next to the shipyard, the ropes tied to the wood were already full of clothes, mostly women's, and some small baby clothes.

As agreed, it will be these few days.

Xiangzai and Aite were walking nearby, pushing a modified baby stroller, while chickens, not afraid of people, were pacing around.

Just like every quiet and peaceful day in the past.

Qingning looked over there.

It is undeniable that many times, he imagined that such days would continue and they would live a simple and happy life.

But it's impossible.

Solitaire had gradually adapted to the two of them, and Qing could often feel that she was observing and thinking.

Being close to the demon's body also gave him the possibility to understand the demon's thinking.

She was preparing to ask all the outsiders to leave before she began the formal "understanding".

At that time, Solitude would not be as easy to talk to as it is now.

Her gentleness is just a human imagination, at best it is just the observation period for a pet that has just arrived at home.

It is understandable that cats and dogs are not close to you when they first arrive, but if they are still not close after the adaptation period, they need to be educated.

This premonition that his life was about to change ran through his nerves every sleepless night as he got closer to the evolution of the demon race, making him uneasy and fearful.

He could only use magic power to temper his body again and again, and in the exhaustion of magic power and body, he could let his mind blank for a moment.

He never told Xiangzi about this.

So, according to the ordinary people's calculation method, he actually trained for four years, or even longer.

The magic power that surged in his body all the time never stopped, but never erupted once.

The monsters he encountered during his travels in the past could be easily killed with his simple physical qualities, but they were hidden with magic.

Solitaire might have some knowledge of this, but she is a demon.

If she could be wary of a human who had been exposed to magic for two years, then if she put herself in the human's shoes, it would be like worrying that the cat she had raised for a few weeks would murder her.

Can it be done?

How curious.

……

"Let's go tonight."

At night, Solitaire quietly came to the utility room and said this to Ate, who had just coaxed Clara to sleep.

"We have had a great time together these past two years. I will miss you in the future."

She put her fingers together and made a triangle.

"Humans don't like separation, right? Don't disturb Qing at this late hour."

Aite did not answer, his expression calm. He used magic to gently lift Clara up, held her in his arms, and dressed her.

Because my hands are shaking, I am worried that I can't hold it steady.

"Alright," she picked up the luggage that Qinghe Xiangzi had packed for her, "Let's go, Master Solitiel."

In the Cage: 63. Goodbye, Solitaire

In life, there are many times when what we thought was “goodbye” turns out to be never seeing each other again.

But not this time.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi was so convinced.

In the dark night, he opened his eyes and stared quietly in one direction, where the fluctuations of magic gradually faded away.

He still lay there.

ten minutes later.

A new magical reaction appeared there and began to move.

Nagasaki Qing remains calm.

Keeping his breathing steady, he sensed a subtle source of magic standing behind the door.

If you open the door now, you will be greeted by Solitaire's gentle smile and considerate inquiry: "Why aren't you sleeping so late? Is there something on your mind?"

The first is a controlled bird and beast, and the second is Aite and Clara who are under magic, disguised as two sources of magic power.

Solitaire was just outside, watching quietly from behind a door.

Finally, the demons probably felt that the disguise and temptation were enough, and turned and left without a ripple of magic.

It was a very sophisticated magic suppression technique. If Qing hadn't watched her and recorded her magic aura every sleepless night, he would have been deceived.

she left.

Two minutes later, Nagasaki Kiyoshi woke up Xiangzi.

She spoke directly: "Are we leaving?"