Chapter 12 first quarter

Autumn, Kannazuki— Yuan Boya sat drinking on the breezy corridor. Seimei Abe, who was wearing a white kimono, sat across from him. Like Boya, he occasionally raised his wine glass to his lips. Seimei's pale red lips always seemed to be smiling.If you can always hold the sweet and fragrant honey on the tip of your tongue, maybe you can smile like that. night.In the corridor beside the two of them was a candle tray with a candle burning in it.Probably in order to avoid the wind, the candle tray is covered with a bamboo frame and a paper tube with washi paper on it to surround the candlelight.

The appetizers are grilled mushrooms and dried fish. The blue-white moonlight falling from the sky shone in the courtyard. In the darkness, there was the sound of Miscanthus, Patina, and Platycodon swaying slightly in the wind. In the courtyard, the tangy grass fragrance in summer can no longer be smelled. Although there is still a little humidity, what is melted in the wind is more dry fragrance. From the grass, several autumn insects sang. On a full moon night— "Qingming..." Boya put down his glass and spoke to Qingming. "What's the matter?" Qingming paused in bringing the wine glass to her lips.

"It really passed away unconsciously..." "what?" "I'm talking about the season. I remember complaining about the hot weather every day a while ago. Whenever this kind of night, I seem to be busy chasing mosquitoes, but now there is not even a single mosquito. I can't even hear the noisy cicadas. It's not here..." "Well." "Now I can only hear the chirping of autumn insects, and compared with the previous period, the chirping is less and less..." "makes sense." "Qingming, people's hearts are probably the same."

"How to say?" "I mean, the human heart changes gradually like the seasons." "What's wrong? Boya." Qingming smiled slightly and asked Boya, "You seem a little sentimental today." "In this season of changing seasons, anyone can fall into similar feelings." "Probably, because even you can do this." "Hey! Qingming, don't make fun of me. I am really emotional today." "yes?" "Have you heard about that?" "What's up?" "The reason why all the monks in Takano become monks."

"Have not heard……" "When I was on duty last night, Lord Fujiwara Keimasa told me about this. The inside story is quite touching." "Well." "He used to live in the capital, but after he was ordered to serve as the State Secretary of Ishijian Kingdom, he moved to Ishijian Kingdom. At that time, Master Shouhai also took his mother and wife to the post, and lived there together..." "Well……" "In the eyes of Lord Shouhai, mother and wife seem to get along very well..." "yes?" "As a result, one night..." Boya lowered his voice, "Mother and wife were playing chess intimately in the room. Lord Shouhai happened to pass by and saw the two of them..."

"What does it look like?" "At that time, there was a paper shoji erected in one corner of the room, and there were lights inside the paper shoji. The shadow of mother and wife playing chess happened to be reflected on the paper shoji..." "Oh……" "Master Shouhai was shocked when he saw the shadows of the two..." "What's wrong?" "It is said that the reflections of the two people on the paper barriers have their hair standing upside down, forming two snakes that devour each other." "Oh." "It's really scary. On the surface, the two seem to be playing chess in harmony, but in fact they hate each other deeply. Their inner feelings make the hair shadows reflected on the paper grid into snakes, fighting each other secretly."

How embarrassing it is-- "Therefore, Lord Shouhai distributed all the property to his mother and wife, while he himself ran to Gaoye and became a monk without a penny." "So that's what happened." "Qingming, I always feel that even when people are in their prime, they seem to be unknowingly starting to prepare for the next step in their life journey. If that's the case, then, like Lord Shoukai, abandon everything at the peak and head to the It should not be surprising that there is an example of becoming a monk without going back, right?" "Well."

"Speaking of which, it turns out that there is such a thing. It's just the hair reflected on the paper grid that makes people think it's a snake." "Bo Ya, human hair does have great magical powers, but in the case of Master Shou Hai, the mother and wife may not be entirely responsible." "yes?" "People always unconsciously cast curses on the things they see in their hearts." "What do you mean? Seimei." "In other words, Lord Shouhai wanted to become a monk a long time ago. He just used the matter of his mother and wife as an excuse? Therefore, he unknowingly projected his inner feelings on the paper grid, and See that scene."

"Then, whose inner feelings are the shadows on the paper grid?" "I don't know either. People's hearts are unpredictable. Even if you ask Lord Shouhai, he probably won't be able to tell." "yes?" Boya seemed to have suddenly realized, and nodded as if incomprehensible, and raised the wine glass to his lips. "By the way, Boya, can you accompany me tonight?" "Accompany you? Aren't you accompanying me now?" "That's not what it means. I mean, I have to go somewhere tonight, can you come with me?" "Where are you going?"

"Go where there are women." "woman?" "There is a mansion near Shijo Horikawa, and there is a lady named Takako living in it." "where are you going?" "Ok." "Hey, let me say Qingming, when a man goes to a woman's place for a tryst, how can there be any reason to bring a man as an audience? If you want to go, go alone." "Wait, Boya, that's not the case." "What's going on then?" "I went to the women's place tonight for work." "Work?" "Bo Ya, it's still a while before we go out anyway, so listen to me. It's not too late to decide whether to go or not after you've heard what I said."

"It's okay to listen..." "What's wrong?" "When I heard you said you were going to a woman's place, I thought to myself: So you have the same place as ordinary people, and it turns out that Abe Seimei also goes to a woman's place to communicate." "It didn't turn out, so you're disappointed?" "No, it's not disappointment either." "Then... are you lucky?" "Don't ask me this kind of question." Boya closed her lips in anger and looked away. Qingming pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "Listen to me first, Boya." After finishing speaking, he raised his glass to his lips again.