pray for flowers
At the end of the sixth month of entering a high school, you first-year students received a new mission, which was also the first erasure mission.
Although it was only the third level that Grace Kento said was easy to kill, you still reviewed the textbook seriously, and on the day you went there, you also studied micro-controlling your spell power at the training ground.
Because both Miles-san and Grace-san are participating, you learn to divide your curse power into two parts, each part must be able to at least block a full blow from the third-level curse.
Although you are weak, you cannot hold everyone back.
Grace Kento, who was training with you, walked up to you when you were out of breath and couldn't get up anymore, and tapped your head with his index finger, "Hasn't Ava Chunri ever thought about keeping the magic power to herself?"
Why---
What does it mean to keep to yourself?
Even though the physical training is very tiring, your spell power is still controlled by you to wrap up Grace Kento tightly. There is no more careful concentration than this.
Prioritize protecting your teammates!
Even the moment before you die, your spell must be on them!
This knowledge was implanted in your mind at some point. Smoking is deeply ingrained in your lungs.
"During battle, curses may pick on the weakest, so although Ava Chunri is a support, you must also leave the curse power for yourself." Grace Kento said.
You blinked and said nothing, but your thoughts were still firm in your heart.
For a weak person like you, it doesn't matter if you die.
But Grace-san and Miles-san will definitely be very powerful magicians with bright prospects in the future, so they are shining like diamonds and need you to "protect" them.
Protect...
This word is simply your favorite word in your life.
I wanted to protect others, and I also hid the thought of being protected deep in my heart, so ---ahhhh it hurts.
"Haruhi Ava Chunri, I really don't understand, what are you thinking about all day long? You take your own life seriously!" Grace, who has always been the calmest classmate, shouted in your ear, pointing her finger He kept poking your cheek.
You couldn't stand the poking, and there was even a round red poking on your cheek.
You quickly grabbed Grace Kento's hand, and kept chirping in a rogue manner: "Sorry, sorry QAQ, oh Grace-san..."
Grace Kento always had a terrible headache when facing the Spring Flower Prayer.
The girl still doesn't know that after her spell wraps around others, others will know the girl's inner emotions.
Judging from the emotions everyone discovered, most of them were very sensitive and fragile, so everyone tacitly refrained from telling Ava Chunri about this matter in order to protect Ava Chunri's self-esteem.
But there is also a disadvantage, that is, Ava Chunri doesn't care that her emotions can be clearly captured.
What do you mean it doesn't matter if she dies, but the companion can't die?
Where does such great dedication come from? Doesn’t she have any ideas of her own?
"I will do it, I will do it. I promise to give priority to protecting myself. Grace-san QAQ, no more..." You cried and forcibly hugged Grace Kento's arm to prevent him from poking you again.
The sunshine of the afternoon training caused the girl's body temperature to be high and there was still sweat on her body. Grace Kento's whole body was shaken because his right hand completely sunk into the girl's soft middle.
"Snapped"
He quickly pulled his hand out.
"Ahem, let's go back and take a shower. The auxiliary supervisor will pick us up after dinner in the evening." After saying this, the boy who turned his head away from you hurried away.
You looked at his retreating back and gently rubbed your little face. Well, you are a little fatter, and your chin is not as sharp as before.
His thoughts immediately went elsewhere.
Grace-san is so nice. Only such a careful person will always know what you are thinking, right?
You hold your face in your hands and watch Grace's figure disappear after turning a corner.
You are delighted to know what love is for the first time. Even if it is a classmate's love, you are still happy. After all, there was no such thing as love in the first half of your life, and you don't understand it at all.
Are feelings really such a warm feeling?
Then please give me a little more~
You clasped your hands together and prayed to the gods.
Can Ava Chunri get all kinds of warm feelings? Lord God.
Ava Chunri will definitely be happy in her future life, right?
After all, we have emerged from the deep sea of drowning. The future must be like the car driving to the high school that day, with a bright light ahead, right?
I want to protect everything I can protect, I want to be with everyone forever, and I want to love the people I love.
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Before dinner in the afternoon, you rushed to the cafeteria and made several edamame whipped cream daifuku and put them in the refrigerator to ensure that you could eat them as soon as your tribute god came back. Then you waited in the cafeteria for your classmates to arrive.
After everyone finished eating, you received a notice that the auxiliary supervisor's car had parked outside the high school.
Because it is your first mission, the ends of your eyes are red from nervousness, but there is a faint excitement in your heart.
This is not at all like your previous emotions, but it makes you feel that life is getting better and better. If before, your emotions would be like stagnant water without any fluctuations no matter what you do.
And this emotion lasted until the auxiliary supervisor drove the car to that familiar place---Tokyo Orphan Welfare Home.
In an instant, you feel as if God has thrown you back from the soft clouds back to the suffering world.
You once said you were from here during the freshman introduction, so after getting off the bus, Haihara Xiong was surprised. He immediately turned to look at you beside him, only to see that you still had a nervous expression on your face, and you didn’t show any reaction to the old man. What does the place mean?
From now on, we need to take more care of Ava Chunri and protect her soul.
Grace Ken and Miles Yuu both thought so.
You walked into the quiet orphanage illuminated by nightlight.
"Born from darkness, from darkness to darkness, all filth and filth will be eradicated." Haiyuan Xiong lowered his tent.
Grace Kento has been protecting you behind him, and said to Miles Yuo who had already placed the account: "It is said that there have always been many fourth-level curses here, but after the third-level curse we want to exorcise appeared, those fourth-level curses disappeared. Yes, this third level has grown very fast, probably because it has swallowed many curses to strengthen itself. "
Miles came over, surrounded you with Grace Kento, and replied: "The mission said that this curse did not swallow the children in the orphanage, but it seems to have been looking for someone."
You were stunned for a moment.
You then headed to the inside of the orphanage. Although you offered to lead the way because you were familiar with the place, the two classmates said no and had no choice but to follow them.
The life of drinking and eating in high school has obviously developed your thinking and magic power.
So you have some vague guesses about this curse.
Do you want to tell Grace-san and Miles-san?
You raise your little face to look at them.
But those past events...
Inexplicably, you feel that the humbleness you were born with and the humility brewed in the first fifteen years of life seem to have not disappeared from your body.
You don’t dare to say it because you’re afraid they will think bad of you after seeing those things, but...
But you are companions, teammates who fight side by side. Do you really not want to tell us such clues?
"Um..." You whispered, then stretched out your hand to grab the sleeve of Haihara Xiong who was closest to you.
They stop and look back at you.
There is no light in the tent, only a moon shines on the earth. You can't clearly see the faces of the two boys who are taller than you.
"Maybe in the principal's office." You said this and quickly lowered your head, but then Grace Kento grabbed your chin and forced you to raise your head.
"How many times have I told you, don't always hang your head." Grace Kento's steady voice greatly comforted you in this environment, "Then let's go to the principal's office now."
...
"Ava Chunri? Ava Chunri, what are you doing? Ava Chunri, Ava Chunri, come here. Principal Ava Chunri is looking for you. Are you obedient today? Ava Chunri, Ava Chunri..."
Whoever the principal wants to find is usually someone who prays for flowers in spring. This is the consensus in this orphanage.
If you make a mistake, just tell the teacher directly that it was Haruhi Noika who did it. In this case, the teacher will only hold Kasuga Noika responsible, then call her to the office, and will not look for you again.
As for why he was called over, who knows? Who cares about her?
he he he he he...
Such a beautiful girl was born in this quagmire like us, how could she be so noble?
Although the male teachers and principal would be concerned about the protection of minors and not do anything to Ava Chunri, and wanted to raise her until she was eighteen years old, their words and hand movements were indispensable.
Beauty and any other life card can be used to win, but playing alone will bring huge disasters to the owner's life.
And Kasuga, that is, you, became the victim of this disaster.
In a daze, you heard something.
"Ava Chunri, the principal asked you to go to the principal's office."
The vague figures who were talking ran away with a smile after saying this, leaving you shaking in the cold wind and biting your lower lip out of habit.
Following the route in your memory, you slowly walked into the principal's office.
The man sitting in the office chair is still short and has a big belly.
You couldn't see his face clearly, but you could only hear him saying in a greasy voice: "Ava Chunri... did you obey me today? Your teacher said you broke the bottle?"
I don't!
You said this in your heart, but what you said with your mouth was: "I'm sorry, principal, Ava Chunri knows I was wrong."
"As long as you know you're wrong, come here." The man said, not refusing to hold you in his arms as he stepped forward.
He sniffed your scent gently, his hands not being honest, "How come our praying flowers are so fragrant from birth?"
"Ava Chunri, you have to remember that you were born into a humble existence. You were sold to an orphanage by your poor father who couldn't afford to eat, and then you became the principal. Do you understand?"
"You are the most despicable person in this orphanage. After all, everyone else was sent in by the government. Only you were sold in. You were quietly bought by the principal under pressure."
"I told you to find a place to be quiet and sit for a while. In fact, I don't want you anymore. Do you understand? In this world, only the principal wants you."
Why do you habitually bite your lower lip?
Because then your sad cries won't travel far.
"That's not the case, principal, there are gods who want me."
Although you don't know why you suddenly thought and said this, you were extremely sad at this time and subconsciously called out the words "God."
The man fell silent when he heard the puppet doll who could only endure but not speak suddenly retort to himself.
Then he sighed deeply, "Pray for flowers..."
Suddenly, the entire environment exploded, and you woke up from the environment. When your memory came back, you saw the principal's body expanded and cracked, turning into an ugly giant curse.
What he was mumbling was---
"Come here, Ava Chunri, you are mine."
The moment the third-level curse was broken by your words, you saw the shocked faces of your classmates on both sides.
They must have known...
For a moment, you seem to be submerged in black sea water, and bright and dim lights flash before your eyes, all of which are reflections of pain.
It's like you've been having a dream that you can't wake up from. If your prayers to the gods don't get a response, you will sink deeper and deeper into this dream.
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