I don't want to be a heroic spirit

I remember there seemed to be a shopping mall nearby?

Looking at Souji Okita who was walking in front of him scratching his head, Edwards suddenly laughed like a silver bell, walked forward, held Souji Okita's hand, and then met Souji Okita's eyes that showed confusion.

"Sisters should hold hands when shopping together. Otherwise, what if your sister gets lost?"

"I'm not a four-year-old girl. Even if we separate, I can go home by myself, okay? And we're holding hands. Aren't you feeling hot, Sister Xiaoai?"

"Are you feeling hot, Souji? It's okay, my hands are cold."

Edwards said this, and at the same time, he tightened his hand around Okita Souji's.

It is indeed very cool and warm, like holding a piece of white jade just taken out of the lake.

Speaking of which, holding hands with a girl...

This is something I never dared to imagine before.

When they arrived at the mall entrance, Souji Okita and Edwards found that there was a large stage with a curtain, spotlights and a cute girl singing.

"Soji, there's someone singing over there. Is that an idol?"

Edwards held Souji Okita's hand with one hand and pointed at the girls singing and dancing on the stage with the other hand, chatting with Souji Okita.

"I think so. After all, this country seems to have a lot of idols, right?"

Souji Okita was not sure either, because she had never been abroad until her death, and most of her knowledge of Japan came from anime.

but……

"In this world where swordsmen are the protagonists, are there still normal idols?"

Although he has been in this world for several years, this is the first time that Souji Okita has "come out and seen the world."

"That sounds really nice."

Edelweiss listened to the singing of those people for a long time, muttering to himself: "But I feel that your singing is still better, Souji... Although I always don't understand it."

"Of course, after all, I only know how to sing Chinese songs."

"Soji, aren't you Japanese? Why can you only sing Chinese songs?"

Souji Okita is indeed Japanese, but "He" is not.

"Because I lived in China for quite a while."

Okita Souji tilted his head and said.

Near some shopping malls, there are fountains that spray out directly from small holes in the ground. There are several rows and columns of small holes, and the height of the fountains will also change. Some places even have lights. At night, these high and low fountains will be illuminated by the lights and become colorful.

Many people probably have an idea when they see this kind of fountain, right? For example, stepping on the small hole while the water is spraying, or walking through the middle of the fountain.

"so amazing!"

Edwards watched the fountains rise and fall, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"What's the principle behind this? Is there a water mage controlling it down there?"

"How is that possible?" Okita Souji replied helplessly, "Don't be like those kids over there and step on them. It's very troublesome if your clothes get wet."

"It doesn't matter. I can let the water fall into a fate where it can never touch me."

"But that would cause a lot of trouble."

Although Souji Okita has not reached that level and does not understand it, she still knows that after reaching that level, one will be particularly sensitive to the influence or changes of fate.

Her understanding of that realm was not told to her by Edelweiss, but from the fan fiction she read in the past.

Because there seems to be a setting in this world that "the more you know about a certain realm, the harder it is to break through", so Edwards never mentioned anything about that realm to her, and she did not take the initiative to ask.

Of course, she wasn't sure whether she could break through that realm. After all, the power she possessed did not belong to the system of this world.

"Well, let's take it one step at a time."

Walk and stop, walk for a while, and stop when you see something interesting.

Souji Okita and Edwards never let go of each other's hands, so even the frequency of their steps and arm swings was the same, just in reverse.

Edwards stepped with his left foot, Souji Okita stepped with his right foot, Edwards swung his right arm, Souji Okita swung his left arm.

Gradually, it seemed that even the heartbeat frequency became synchronized.

I remember someone said that the luckiest thing in a person’s life is to meet someone who holds your hand and walks the same path with you.

If that person can hold your hand when you are born and let go until the end of your life, that is a blessing that cannot be exchanged for in a hundred lifetimes.

The most ordinary happiness is that on the road of life, your parents accompany you through the first part of the journey, your partner accompanies you through the middle part of the journey, and your descendants accompany you through the last part of the journey. At this point, you can say that your life is happy.

Stop and go, stop and go.

If the process of a person's birth to death is compared to riding a train, then the meaning of life lies not only in the fleeting scenery outside the window, but also in the people sitting next to you.

Some people get off the bus halfway, and some people come to your side halfway. Before you reach your final destination, the seat next to you may be replaced by several people just because they have arrived at their destination.

However, they also left something for you, such as some local specialties, some past experiences and stories, half a bag of snacks shared with you, or just a verbal promise to "see you next time."

Chapter 99: Not Allowed to Participate in the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival

“Taiyaki?”

At this moment, Souji Okita and Edwards were standing in front of a small food cart.

There were white flags on both sides of the dining car, with two red lanterns with "Taiyaki" written on them hanging on them. In the middle of the red lanterns hung a piece of cloth with a red carp painted on it. The edge of the only window was pasted with a row of white slips with flavors such as "Red Bean Paste" and "Egg Yolk" written on them, which served as the menu.

The only staff member inside was an elderly man wearing a white headscarf, but to Souji Okita, calling him "uncle" or "grandfather" seemed a little too young, and calling him "grandpa" seemed a little off.

Edwards looked at the words "Taiyaki" written on the red lantern, turned back to look at Okita Souji and asked, "What is this? Is it delicious?"

"I don't know. I've heard of it many times, but I've never eaten it."

"Eh~~? Souji hasn't eaten it either."

Out of curiosity, Edwards pulled Okita Souji over to try the Taiyaki.

"Soji, you order first."

"Why? Why should I order one too if you can't just eat it yourself?"

"Hasn't Souji ever eaten this before? Stop asking questions and just order something you like."

He said he wanted to order what he liked, but Okita Souji has trouble making choices...

Looking at the row of flavors in front of him, Souji Okita looked conflicted, and finally picked one at random.

"Egg and milk? Then I'll choose the red bean paste one."

After buying two servings of Taiyaki, the two of them found a place nearby to sit down and rest.

It’s not that they are tired. After all, neither of them is an ordinary person. They won’t feel tired even if they walk for a whole day. It’s more of a habit, the feeling of “I think I should be tired at this time.”

"Mmm! It's delicious!"

Edwards took a small bite and then showed a very happy expression.

"Soji, what do you think?"

"Um……"

Souji Okita also opened his mouth and took a bite of the taiyaki. He was silent for a long time as if he was savoring it carefully.

"I think it's average."

"Really?" Edwards said, a little unconvinced. "Give me a bite."

Souji Okita handed over the Taiyaki in his hand, but Edwards did not reach out to take it. Instead, he opened his mouth and made an "Ah~~~~" sound.

"...Sister Xiao Ai, what are you doing?"

"Feed me." Edelweiss puffed out her cheeks in mock dissatisfaction in front of Okita Souji. "Didn't you feed that little bird this morning? Can't I, your sister, do the same?"

"You still remember it?"

How much resentment do you have towards that bird?

"Really? You're already so grown up and you still need me to feed you..."

A bus was driving slowly in its lane.

In the car, a man sitting in the window seat felt a little bored, so he took out his mobile phone and started checking the news.

By chance, I came across the news that Princess Famiglian had a relationship with a "bad-behaved" poor student.

"real or fake?"

After watching for a while, the man lost his happiness and wanted to watch something else, but found that most of them were related to this news, so he stopped watching the news and wanted to watch something else.

Then, suddenly something flew past him and smashed the window next to him and the window on the other side. He was so scared that he quickly covered his head and dodged. It was a while before he raised his head tremblingly.

The broken windows and the glass fragments all over the floor kept him from recovering for a long time.

“…Ah, a strange ceiling.”

Souji Okita stared at the ceiling for a long time with a dazed look in his eyes. Then he picked up an apple from the scattered apples on the floor and took a bite without even washing it.

…Damn, this is a pink apple, not the crisp apple I like.

"I almost forgot, besides her weight, Sister Xiao Ai hates people discussing her age the most."

I was so lucky that I was only knocked five blocks away instead of being chopped down by a knife.

Is it five streets? Or was it four?

The memory of being knocked away is a bit fuzzy...

…………

As Souji Okita and Edwards were strolling around, it was already noon.

The match between Okita Souji and Kurogane Ikki is in the afternoon, and Akaza Mamoru wants the whole world to see this match.

Not only did he contract a huge chairman, he also did a live broadcast.

"Sister Xiao Ai, I'm going to compete soon. How long are you going to drag me shopping with you?"

"Okay, okay, I'll accompany my sister to one last place."

So, wherever Edwards went, Okita Souji went too.

Gradually, they walked into a small woods and there were no more people around.

But this was not enough, Edwards kept walking, going deeper into the woods.

Okita Souji didn't say anything, just followed in silence.

"Is that enough, sister?"

Finally, Okita Souji stopped first, and then Edwards also stopped.

"Hmm... indeed, we should be about the same here."

Edwards had her back to Souji Okita, so Souji Okita couldn't see her expression at all.

"Can you tell me now, sister?"

Okita Souji put one hand in his trouser pocket, his eyes no longer casual and lazy as when he was shopping before. He asked Edelweiss seriously, "Where do you want to take me?"

"You can go anywhere," Edelweiss replied, but he didn't turn around, still with his back to Okita Souji. "As long as it's not the stadium, you can go anywhere."

Edelweiss seemed to be controlling his tone, trying to make it as indifferent as possible and suppress his emotions, just like the enduring cold wind on the top of Edelberg, the highest peak in the world.

"What do you mean?"

There was something wrong with Edwards's appearance, and Okita Souji tensed up so that he could react at any time.

"Don't you understand? Then let me explain it more clearly."

Edwards turned around, and the pressure that seemed to be against the whole world fell on Okita Souji again, making her mind dazed for a moment.

"Soji, you...can't go to the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival."

This is not good...Sister Xiao Ai is serious.

It's not just the aura she exudes, but also the look in her eyes.

Over the years, Okita Souji and Edwards have fought each other more than once or twice.

Originally, Okita Souji thought that the gap between him and the other party had been narrowed a little bit...