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Before Qian Xia Chiyuki could speak, Beichuan Si pointed to a bench on one side, his expression indifferent, "Sit."
On the other side, seeing that the two seemed to have something to discuss, Magong Tong sighed with relief, nodded to Beichuan Si, bowed, and took her leave.
Before leaving, Magong Tong still didn't understand why her leisurely midday breaks were gradually spent walking with Beichuan Si in the courtyard.
Although the walks were indeed pleasant, following Beichuan Si, she never dared to utter a word, making it overall rather dull and tense.
So Qian Xia Chiyuki's arrival strictly speaking gave her an excuse to leave.
Magong Tong glanced appreciatively at the other person.
"????" Sensing that appreciative look on Magong Tong's face as she left, Qian Xia Chiyuki couldn't help but feel puzzled.
However, Qian Xia Chiyuki didn't dwell on it, knowing clearly whom she came to find.
Beichuan Si—
Looking at the young man sitting beside her, Qian Xia Chiyuki took a deep breath, her eyes flickering.
Yesterday, Beichuan Si left too quickly, leaving many questions she couldn't ask.
Beichuan Si sensed Qian Xia Chiyuki's gaze. He turned his face with a very composed attitude and said, "You can ask, but I may not answer."
"...Isn't that the same as not answering at all?" Qian Xia Chiyuki couldn't help but chuckle.
But knowing Beichuan Si's temperament, she didn't dwell too much on this detail, composed herself, and asked solemnly,
"Is Lisha really okay now?"
Although Beichuan Si mentioned this yesterday, Qian Xia Chiyuki still wanted to hear the answer from him again.
It seemed that asking in this way was akin to increasing a sense of reassurance within her.
But Beichuan Si frowned and, without changing his expression, countered, "Since you don't believe me, why ask?"
Yes, Beichuan Si thought he had done his best. Tsukishima Risa was safe, and he had done all he could.
Yet Qian Xia Chiyuki's question suggested a lack of trust.
If that's the case, there's nothing to discuss.
Beichuan Si moved, intending to leave.
"I'm sorry! Beichuan! It was presumptuous of me! I shouldn't have asked such rude questions! I hope you can forgive me."
Qian Xia Chiyuki finally realized how rude her words were, hurried to Beichuan Si, and bowed deeply.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Being concerned about a patient's condition is something Beichuan Si could somewhat understand.
Beichuan Si couldn't help shaking his head. The step he was about to take halted, and he said in a flat tone, "The outcome is as you saw yesterday. Tsukishima Risa is fine. Your current task should be considering what to buy to replenish her after school, rather than wasting time on me."
Beichuan Si continued,
"You'll surely ask about my abilities next, but on that matter, there's nothing much to say. I will take on related work as needed in the future. So instead of worrying about these, you should focus on doing your duty."
His words had a guiding touch, like a senior advising a junior, leaving Qian Xia Chiyuki stunned,
"My... own duties?"
Speaking of her duties, it was undoubtedly the responsibilities of the student council president.
Indeed, because of Beichuan Si's matters, she had gradually deviated from the goal of 'building a better student council,' directing all her energy to Beichuan Si.
"…I understand now." Qian Xia Chiyuki kept her face tense for a long time, finally exhaled deeply, and bowed again to Beichuan Si,
"Thank you, Beichuan."
If her previous bow was purely an apology for her rudeness, this bow was entirely a grateful expression of admiration from a young girl.
Because Beichuan Si was indeed guiding her.
As he said, spending all her energy on him would only deepen her understanding of him. If Beichuan Si did not want to disclose the source of his powers, understanding his temperament was pointless, wasn't it?
Wouldn't Beichuan Si still ignore her? It might even sour their relationship, and that would not be worth it.
As a student council president, Qian Xia Chiyuki had important tasks to handle. Spending energy on something incomprehensible was simply foolish.
However, Qian Xia Chiyuki still had one more question to ask.
She straightened her back again, unable to hide the curiosity in her eyes, "Why did you, Beichuan, unhesitatingly display your abilities before me? Logically, possessing such power should be kept hidden, right?"
Isn't that how it's often portrayed in movies and TV dramas? People with extraordinary abilities usually hide among normal people, only rising to the occasion when disaster strikes, and then quietly leaving when it's over.
Despite her appearance, Qian Xia Chiyuki had a slight hero complex. Therefore, she couldn't understand Beichuan Si's sudden act of exorcising resentment yesterday.
Wasn't Beichuan Si afraid she'd leak his secret?
She thought to herself.
Faced with Qian Xia Chiyuki's query, Beichuan Si remained silent, examining her from head to toe before speaking, "Your question is exactly the same as something someone else said."
Exactly the same as something someone else said?
Qian Xia Chiyuki was more puzzled and was about to speak when Beichuan Si's somewhat odd voice interrupted, "I don't mind if you tell others; they won't believe it anyway."
Uh—
Like Shinkai Mirai, Qian Xia Chiyuki was rendered speechless by Beichuan Si's airy comment, her cheeks flushed.
"Any more questions?" Beichuan Si asked again.
"No, none. I'll take my leave now, Beichuan." Qian Xia Chiyuki nodded, quickening her pace.
Even several minutes after getting out of Beichuan Si's sight, Qian Xia Chiyuki still felt her face was burning.
She hadn't even considered the most basic question and dared to fantasize on her own, utterly embarrassing!
She slapped both cheeks forcefully.
"..." Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si ignored Qian Xia Chiyuki as she left. He took out his phone, glanced at the time, and plotted a course of action.
With Qian Xia Chiyuki's problems resolved, he planned to take the afternoon off and return home to pack for a trip to Iwate Prefecture, then catch a bus to Yashan City.
Beichuan Si's eyes flickered; unusually, a ripple stirred within him.
"Yashan City..."
He mumbled to himself.
Perhaps this time, he might encounter a new type of spirit.
How could that not stir his emotions a little?
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