This is the anti-theft badge.
"… I didn't say that I won't finish it." Jiyuan muttered and glanced at Sanada.
She sniffed in grievance.
With Jiyuan's interruption, the others also recovered from their thoughts.
Marui calculated and found a loophole in this sentence, "If the training ends early, then what about the amount of training?"
"The amount of training in the morning will not change. In the afternoon, cancel the training in the town. Come back directly to pack your things and change your clothes." Liu smiled and shook his head.
"Don't worry.
The elite city and I will take your health into consideration. "
Marui could not help but shudder.
Under the influence of Liu's "notice," everyone was a little absent-minded in the morning training.
In the afternoon, after the simple training, everyone went to the shower room next to the hostel's hot spring to take a simple shower and change into the bathrobes provided by the hostel's proprietress.
Most of them brought simple luggage with a change of clothes (almost all of them were sportswear).
But the hostel's proprietress provided a bathrobe rental service.
The disadvantage was that the bathrobes were all classic and popular in shopping malls. They would always bump into the same clothes when walking, or the color was particularly old and looked very similar to the curtains at home.
Prince Ren picked a dark red one that the others did not want.
This kind of design was between men and women.
Even the color of the clothes that were dull because of repeated starching felt tacky in the hands.
But Prince Ren looked passable in it.
"I don't think you are that white." Marui looked left and right, "It actually suits red quite well?"
"… I'm not white." Prince Ren adjusted his belt.
Although he did not like to bask in the sun, his skin was not conspicuously white (at least not as white as his partner that he was grooming). Fortunately, he would not become dark even if he basked in the sun for a few days.
This was probably a problem with his foundation.
"At least I'm whiter than you." Prince Ren tied a bow for himself.
He looked up and said with a smile.
Qie Yuan, who had just changed his clothes and walked out, was confused. "What?
Senior, why are you guys talking about white? Don't you find it strange? "
Marui snorted and leaped over. He messed up the half-dried hair of the junior leader before pushing him forward, "Let's go, let's go. We won't be able to make it to the temple fair."
"… Why are you in such a hurry, Senior? It's not dinner time yet."
"We'll be there when we get to town!"
"… It's not dark yet."
"It will be dark by the time we get to town!"
Prince Ren shook his head as he watched the two heads, one black and one red, walk away.
He gathered his wide sleeves and had an inexplicable intuition that a lot of things might happen in today's temple fair.
Puri, isn't my intuition very accurate now?
With that in mind, Prince Ren put his palms together and bowed towards the void.
"Prince Ren, what are you … doing?" Yanagi, who walked out of the room, wondered if he had interrupted some important ceremony.
Prince Ren withdrew his hands and turned around without changing his expression. He tilted his head, "I'm waiting for you.
Let's go together? "
Yanagi, "… Okay."
On the way to town, Prince Ren chatted with Kazuyanagi.
As usual, he started with, "Yanagi, you have to get into the main team soon."
Yanagi was used to it and didn't feel uncomfortable. He didn't feel uncomfortable at the beginning and didn't tease him later.
He nodded lightly, "What's that thing you did the other day?"
"What?"
"It's a trick that can see through other people's balls."
Prince Ren turned his head and deliberately put on a teasing expression, "Lord Yanagi, that's my trade secret."
"… I heard Liu say that it's the limit of overflowing talent," Yanagi said.
Prince Ren blinked and reacted for a while before he remembered what the limit of overflowing talent was.
He snorted, "What is it?"
"Isn't it?
Then what is it? "Yanagi asked.
"In short, it's not the limit of overflowing talent," Prince Ren said.
He rolled up his sleeves and complained half-seriously, "Do you think that all the tricks are the Anatta State?
You're so narrow-minded. "
"The Anatta State." Yanagi pushed his glasses, "I've seen it when I was researching.
Is it the trick that Echizen Minami Jiro used to shock the world when she reached the top? "
"I've always thought that if it's a unique trick, it can only be used by one person. At most, it's a trick that can be used by a limited number of people on two hands."
Prince Ren no longer maintained his usual sarcastic tone. His flat tone sounded inexplicably magnetic, "So, there are so many people in the world who continue to expand on the tricks that Echizen Minami Jiro once used. It's really not stylish.
Either the Anatta State and the Three Great Limits that Echizen Minami Jiro used are the real Anatta State and the Three Great Limits, or don't treat the Anatta State as an invincible 'unique trick.' "
Yanagi pondered over these words.
It was difficult for him to discern Prince Ren's emotions in these words.
Because Prince Ren was smiling when he spoke. Although it was very faint, there was a smile in his eyes.
But his tone was very light and deep, and his attitude was inexplicably sincere.
Yanagi didn't find any logical flaws in Prince Ren's words.
He always felt that Prince Ren shouldn't say such things.
Then what was his impression of Prince Ren like?
Probably because the silence lasted for too long, Prince Ren suddenly laughed.
"Puri, don't be so nervous. I won't eat you."
He resumed his high-pitched tone, and his voice was three octaves higher, "I'm carefully protecting you."
Yanagi was speechless.
He ignored most of the content in Prince Ren's words, "So, what trick did you use that day?
Foresight?
Or calculation? "
"Calculation?"
"In theory, you can judge the development of a person's actions by observing their expressions," Yanagi said frankly, "I'm a little interested in behavioral psychology."
"Oh, then what kind of person do you think I am?"
"Why don't you first explain what trick you used that day?"
"Yanagi, at the end of the day, it's not a gentleman's behavior."
Prince Ren raised his head slightly, "But it doesn't matter if I tell you. I can see things that others can't."
"… Yin-Yang Eyes?"
"You believe it?"
Yanagi's eyes wandered for a moment, "Don't always joke, Prince Ren."
It was already dark when they walked slowly from the guesthouse to the town.
Most of the stalls at the festival began to bustle.
Prince Ren had his own plan of action, so he casually said goodbye to Kazuyanagi.
He bought a raccoon mask from a stall that sold masks, and then went to a stall that sold curry fish balls to buy a bowl of fish balls.
He slightly arched his back, and pulled the mask a little, revealing his naturally sharp chin and pale lips. He held a bowl of curry fish balls and ate casually.
His silver-dyed hair was scattered behind him, and it was half-wet and a little long.
"Mommy, it's the fox fairy," the little girl's tender voice said.
Prince Ren looked through the eyes of the mask and saw the little girl pointing at him with her eyes wide open.
When she met his eyes, the little girl giggled.
"Jiuhui." The young woman's tone was a little helpless as she called her daughter's name.
She took the little girl's hand and looked up with an apologetic expression, "Did I disturb you?"
Prince Ren shook his head, "She's very cute.
Do you want some candy? "
He squatted down, one hand still holding the bowl, and the other hand rummaged in the wide sleeve of his kimono, and he pulled out a small colored ball from somewhere.
The little girl stared at it with her eyes wide open.
Crack.
The colored ball cracked in the palm of his hand, revealing a small faceless head.
"Wow." The little girl sighed softly.
Prince Ren's fingertips touched the faceless head, and the white mask fell down, revealing a dark plum candy with a transparent package.
He stuffed the dark plum candy into the little girl's open hand, and the soft little hand made his heart soften.
If only I had such a cute little sister.
Sigh, forget it, I don't have a little sister, but I do have a stupid little brother who can barely be considered cute.
Prince Ren stood up with his hands on his knees, winked at the little girl, and walked away with the curry fish balls.
The little girl waved behind him, "Goodbye, fox fairy."
After finishing the curry fish balls, Prince Ren bought a cup of fresh milk.
He had been drinking milk every day for half a year.
He didn't really experience the "heightening" effect of milk.
But he didn't hate drinking milk anyway.
Strolling to the place where the goldfish were caught, Prince Ren saw a familiar black and red head.
Next to them, the black-skinned companion was half-squatting, as if to persuade them not to spend their remaining pocket money in this place.
"Senpai, you're too weak, hahahahaha!"
Jiyuan was carrying a bag with one hand, and inside it was Yitiao goldfish. "You call yourself a intercepting genius, but you can't even catch goldfish well."
"Jiyuan, shut up!"
Feeling that he wasn't on the same level as these people, Prince Ren strolled away without saying goodbye.
Should he find a place to watch the fireworks?
Find a remote place with a good view.
That way, when the fireworks started, he wouldn't feel uncomfortable being squeezed.
After making this decision, Prince Ren walked along the road to the edge of the temple fair.
On the other side of the town surrounded by mountains, there was a winding stream of Yitiao. The stream would probably be a good place to watch the scenery.
When he walked to a few stalls, Prince Ren's eyes flashed.
He stopped in his tracks.
What was that?
Moving lanterns?
He focused his attention and looked around. The lanterns hanging in the shops next to him seemed normal.
But …
Did he see it wrong?
Prince Ren simply closed his eyes.
He heard the hustle and bustle of the crowd behind him, and the voices of the uncle who was buying round fans and the auntie who was selling folding fans next door.
And the wind.
The mountain wind from the other side of the mountain, in the hot summer, mixed with heat and almost imperceptible light.
It was a little bit of aura produced when the old trees in the mountains breathed.
Aura …?