A forgotten promise, a painful journey, a special strength, an empty teaching building, a golden wheat field, a silent wait. Behind all this is Snow Girl (Snow Girl)-Kawasumi Mai.

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Kawasumi Mai

Chuanhaimai (かわすみ)

Chuanjianmai

Birthday: 65438+1October 29th

Blood type: O type

Height: 167cm

Weight: 49 kg

Size: B89/W58/H86

Preference: food

Favorite food: octopus sausage (see the fifth sentence for details)

Personality: a typical girl with three noes

Appearance: long blue hair and green eyes. Long hair when I was a child, and ponytail when I grew up.

Resume: Yukari Tamura

"Because I am a demon crusader."

"I am a fragment of the dance power, but I am more glad that you call me-'Hope'!"

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Xueyi's senior who transferred to another school. Silent, never take the initiative to communicate with others, and there is no excuse for being misunderstood. Wandering around the school with a sword at night. Tall figure, three girls, holding swords, awe-inspiring posture gives people the feeling of "female swordsman".

There is a special ability, which was once dismissed as a "monster" because it saved the dying mother. The president of the student union seems to hate her special abilities.

Yu Yi later remembered a friend when he was a child. Although Xiongyi returned to the town seven years later, as a separated partner ten years ago, Wu is the person who hates Xiongyi the most.

Only one good friend, Kurata Sayuri.

Because dancing drove away a dangerous dog, I met Sasuke Yuri. Everyone was afraid of Xiaowu, but Sasuke Yuri saw Xiaowu and later gave his lunch to the dog and gave it his lunch. Two people eat beef rice together, and that's how they met.

Dance cherishes this friend.

When playing word chains, I like to add "sir" after the word animal. Actually, that's what my mother called it when I was a child.

[Edit this paragraph] Watch in the rye

Night comes as promised, and there is only dead silence in the empty teaching building. Under the cover of the night, I can vaguely see a girl, clutching a sword in her hand, reflecting the cold light and stubbornly refusing to relax. Is that you, Dance?

So the memory in my mind began to wake up, and the pictures turned over one by one, as if a gust of wind had blown, from a large golden wheat field to a sword waving in the middle of the night, through laughter and laughter, and finally stopped in the silence of the night. Dance, as stubborn as you are, has always maintained a posture-guarding the mother's life, guarding Sasuke's smile, and guarding the golden wheat field that belongs to you and Yu Yi ... Just, watching is a kind of bondage, and you stubbornly guard all this. In the end, you just wrap yourself in silk, turn into a pupa or something, and you may break into a butterfly or die gradually.

Looking back ten years ago, you can still see graffiti on the wall that says "devil!" "Ignorant people invariably use this method to hide their fear and jealousy in front of your magical power, and you have to choose to leave town with your mother, even if you have done nothing wrong. There used to be a zoo full of mountain rabbits, which belonged only to mother and daughter; There, you prayed silently and saved your mother; There, mother's tenderness has always existed ... there, there should have been a happy ending and cheerful memories, but only left full of pain and harm.

Time is divided by memory, scattered with flashing fragments, and the years have become pale since then. Dance, do you remember running in the wheat field? That boy named Xue Yixiangze once told you seriously that he was not afraid of your strength. Since then, rabbit ears have brought you the laughter of childhood and the dreams of two children, so you don't have to guess. Ten years later, do you remember? The first one who cares about you and you value him, the former one. But gathering is always accompanied by separation, and sometimes he has to leave. At one end of the phone, you shout at Yu Yi at the other end, "The magic thing is coming! I can't keep it alone! " I thought this would stop him from leaving, but even so, the boy didn't stop, leaving only an empty promise: I will come back. Yes, cruising will come back one day, but for this promise, Wu spent thousands of nights alone with a sword, watching the golden wheat field being knocked down by an excavator and then building tall buildings and schools.

Dance, ten years later, you chose to forget that person and his promise, but if so, why are you struggling to find the trace of that magical thing in the dark? Whenever you dance your sword alone in the dark, can you remember: Is that just a lie when you are lonely? But you just stubbornly undertake this important task, regardless of other people's eyes, as long as Sasuke is happy. Dance, many years later, you turn your back on him in the dark blue night and ask, "Who are you?" I don't understand why the monster chose Xueyi as the target, because neither of them can remember the original wheat field, even if it occasionally flashed a golden rabbit's ear.

But you are still guarding, just because you promised, even if it was just a lie-from the beginning. If this is a lie, then I will make it come true. Maybe you think so, so convince yourself to believe and fight. In the end, when I was surrounded by the last magical thing, I found that there were only bits and pieces from your childhood, and I realized that magical things never existed. They are just your thoughts for ten years, and you are eager to tell Yu Yi day and night. However, this desire is so strong that Yu Yi has always regarded them as real monsters. At this point, you have hurt yourself to pieces, but you don't know it yet. The agreement forgotten ten years ago, with the memory of Koichi, emerged from the dark green pool. Ten years later, you have all grown up, but the inconvenience is that the memory still reflects the crystal light, just like the stars in the night sky. Turn around and find you in tears.

"Stop it, dance! There is nothing magical at all! " Only one sentence declared the end of the dream. Yes, ten years of intoxicated dreams should have ended long ago. And hope-the glory left in the last wheat field of dance-was finally seen by us. So, now, can you put down your sword and dance? Because someone is waiting for you.