Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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She asked Su Qing curiously:

"Where's Mahiru-chan? I can't find her. Where did you hide? And what do you want with me so late at night?"

On e, only Su Qing contacted her; Mahiru didn't send her any messages, and Su Qing didn't explain what it was about, only saying it was very important.

However, Yui had already imagined that it was this silly couple looking for her.

After all, Su Qing had no reason to seek her out alone—except for Mahiru's birthday.

"This is what I wanted to tell you." Su Qing's expression suddenly turned serious. "Mahiru and I... had a fight, and because of this, she went to Kyoto today..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the girl's incredulous voice.

"Ah? How could this happen!"

"She's probably still angry with me for going back to the mainland before." Su Qing lowered her eyes. "That's why I asked you to go out at this time, hoping you could come with me to Kyoto."

"Otherwise, even if I find Mahiru, she might be too angry to listen to me. In that case, I'll have to ask you to put in a good word for me..."

Hearing the boy's earnest eyes, Yui felt like she was about to explode with anger.

What are these two idiots up to?!

She stomped her foot in anger, biting her lower lip tightly, her anxiety evident on her face.

"Then what are we waiting for? If we don't hurry, it'll get dark soon, and then it'll be even harder to find Mahiru-chan!"

Yui took several steps in a row, wishing she could take two steps in one.

She rushed forward several steps before belatedly realizing that Su Qing hadn't followed.

Looking back in confusion, she saw that the guy was still standing there steadily, his hands in his pockets, quietly watching her back.

The expression on his face... how should I put it?

With a hint of helplessness, yet also... a hint of a smile?

Seeing the other person standing there blankly, as if it weren't his girlfriend who had left, he said with a mix of anger and disappointment:

"Still looking! Whose girlfriend ran away from home?"

"Hmm... I was looking around and it doesn't seem to be heading towards Kyoto." Su Qing pointed in the completely opposite direction. "If we want to go to Kyoto, this is the place."

……

On the Shinkansen to Kyoto, Yui sat by the window in a rather unpleasant mood. She was originally sitting by the aisle, but Su Qing offered to switch seats with her, which she accepted.

糗。

That was so embarrassing!

It's incredibly embarrassing to go astray because of excessive worry, and even to righteously criticize the person involved!

Yui didn't even dare to look at Su Qing anymore; she just wanted to shrink into a small ball and hide in a corner where no one would care.

The wind raged outside the window, but the carriage was quiet and peaceful.

As the car drove across the coastline, the setting sun ignited the entire ocean, the shimmering waves resembling the golden scales of a giant dragon, and the surging waves its roar.

The sound of crashing waves could be faintly heard through the car window.

The girl gazed at the magnificent scenery outside the window, her eyes gradually losing focus as her thoughts drifted away.

"What are you looking at?"

A magnetic voice rang in her ears, and Yui trembled violently, turning around abruptly.

She noticed that Su Qing was suddenly very close to her, and the voice from before was so close it seemed to be whispering in her ear.

"No, it's nothing."

I don't understand why I stutter.

Is it because of the distance between the two of them now?

Are you kidding me... That's how the seats on other Shinkansen trains were designed from the beginning.

How much personal space can you expect from this type of transportation?

"Did you come out in a hurry? You didn't even bring a scarf." Su Qing's gaze fell on her bare neck, and she smiled faintly.

"Or have female university students in Tokyo evolved to the point where they don't wear scarves anymore?" he joked with a laugh.

"Who do you think is to blame? It's all your fault for calling me out so late. I thought it was something important..."

But it really is a very important thing...

Yui muttered to herself, "Besides, I thought it would be over soon, so I changed my clothes and came out quickly."

She then immediately adopted a complaining expression.

"I never imagined you'd run into such a big problem. I didn't even have dinner before coming to Kyoto with you..."

"Although I'm also worried about Mahiru-chan," she said, pouting slightly as her voice trailed off.

"Hmm...Is that so?" Su Qing smiled at the girl's innocence and cuteness, and then teased, "Then I guess I should thank you on behalf of Mahiru, for having a friend like you who cares about her."

Surprisingly, Yui didn't raise her chin smugly as usual and blurt out, "That's right, Mahiru-chan and I are good friends!"

She suddenly turned around, her back to the sea that was dyed crimson by the setting sun, like it was burning. Her amber-red eyes seemed to reflect the glow of the sunset, as if they were being ignited and illuminated.

She stared intently at Su Qing, giving him no chance to escape.

"You're acting very strange today," Yui said softly.

"What's wrong?" Su Qing asked back.

"Nothing's right..." Yui unconsciously clenched her fist, her fingertips turning white from the force. "Why are you still acting like nothing's wrong now that Mahiru's gone to Kyoto? Aren't you worried at all?"

"Even though this is an era ruled by law, even though Mahiru isn't a child..."

"But she'll definitely be scared if she suddenly goes to a strange city. You've known her longer than me, and you're her boyfriend. Shouldn't you know better than me that she's just an ordinary girl?"

On the Shinkansen, the girl deliberately lowered her voice. There weren't many people going to Kyoto at this time, and the carriage was somewhat empty, but she still tried to speak in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

In Su Qing's vision, besides Yui, there was also the gradually setting sun.

The magnificent sunset faded quickly, and from this angle, it looked as if it was being gradually devoured by the sea.

Along with it, the girl's voice also seemed to be devoured.

"I was already prepared to comfort you and persuade Mahiru."

"But why are you still in the mood to smile at me now?"

Yui bit her lower lip tightly, her bright eyes narrowing like the setting sun, as if she was about to cry.

"Why... after you went to the mainland and came back, do I not recognize you anymore... Xiao Qing..."

Silent.

The only sounds in the carriage were the hum of the train and the increasingly strong winds from the sea.

He simply removed a black cloth from his neck.

It was a double-sided checkered black scarf, a very common type.

But the same model is not available on the market.

Then, under Yui's somewhat surprised gaze, Su Qing hung the scarf around her neck, but did not tie it for her.

"...Are you giving me back my scarf to break off our friendship?"

The scarf was a gift from the girl to Su Qing when she was studying in Kyoto.

Actually, she already had a general idea of ​​Su Qing and Zhen Zhou's relationship at that time.

But perhaps it was resentment, or some other cunning thought.

For example, it would be such a waste to keep something you've painstakingly knitted by hand if you didn't give it away—that kind of cunning.

So in the end, Yui, almost as if possessed, gave the scarf to Su Qing.

The other party accepted it, but also refused to accept it.

Because he told himself that he never had the habit of wearing a scarf.

Keep trying to be brave! It's so cold in winter, who doesn't wear a scarf?

Then, winter came.

Su Qing's neck was truly bare, with only a faint blush and a girlish fragrance occasionally appearing, and then nothing else.

Xiao Qing wouldn't lie to her.

Yui actually knew this a long time ago.

So actually, she was just deceiving herself.

She already knew this.

But now, why are you giving my scarf back?

"What are you thinking?" Su Qing shook her head helplessly. "When did I say I would return it to you or break off our friendship?"

"Then you...?" Yui couldn't understand why, perhaps because she didn't dare to think about it.

"It'll be almost evening by the time we get to Kyoto, right? I can't very well ask you to come out and risk you catching a cold or something." Su Qing sighed. "If that happens, Mahiru will scold me."

"Oh, I see..." Yui nodded, thinking that's how it is, but her heart felt a little sour, as if something had hit her.

She turned her face to the window, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I said some strange things just now. Maybe I was being too sensitive today..."

"And... thank you for the scarf, it's very warm."

"I said, Yui..."

"what's up?"

"You must have been waiting for a long time, right?"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

The girl's puzzled expression was conveyed through the reflection in the glass window.

She didn't dare turn around.

In less than an hour, enough embarrassing things had already happened.

She was genuinely embarrassed.

But Su Qing acted as if she hadn't heard him, and continued talking to herself inexplicably.

"I'm sorry, I'll have to wait for you a little longer, but... this is the last time."

What are they even saying? I can't understand a word they're saying...

Yui stared blankly at the glass window.

The bullet train roared into the tunnel, and both the light and the sea disappeared.

Dark and viscous.

The lights inside the carriage seemed brighter, reflecting off the windows and making the previously blurry reflections clearer.

Yet, a layer of not-so-clean glass still remained.

She could see Su Qing's silhouette reflected in the glass window; the lines were surprisingly clear, and her expression was serious and solemn.

The girl didn't know how to answer, and then Su Qing stopped looking at her, and suddenly only her reflection remained in the glass.

But she unexpectedly felt relaxed.

Yui just stared blankly out the car window.

The tunnel was very long, and she gazed at her reflection for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, almost subconsciously, she blew on her blurry reflection in the glass, and the blurry image seemed to follow suit.

The warm mist quickly spread across the glass window, condensing into a white fog.

Soon, not a single outline remained.

The only thing that could be seen was an ordinary double-sided checkered black scarf.

Perhaps it was the wind outside seeping in through the gaps in the train set, because the girl couldn't help but lower her head and pull herself closer.

she thinks.