Imperial Palace Villa, Living Room.

"Your Excellency Xingke... what are you doing?"

When Meteora walked out of the teleportation circle and came here, she happened to see Xingji who was slumped on the sofa, playing with his hair that had been cut into different lengths by the magic-breaking spear.

"Oh, Meteora... As you can see, I am thinking about what hairstyle I will wear in the future."

"What do you think of mohawks?" Meteora thought thoughtfully.

"Good idea, I left it hundreds of thousands of years ago..." Xingke's eyes lit up.

"No! Absolutely not! How dare you put a mohawk on your face like this? Is there something wrong with your head, Jis?!!" Illya sat up in shock.

"Ah, good morning, Miss Sleeping Beauty, did you have fun in your dream?"

Xingji had already discovered that Illya, who had fainted on his lap, had actually woken up.

"..."

Seeing that she had been discovered, Illya looked at Meteora who was observing silently, blushed, and simply stood up and sat down:

"Huh, good morning... Anyway, mohawks, afros, monk hairs, etc. are not acceptable. The rest is up to you."

"Ahem, please resolve the matters between Mr. Xingke and Mr. Illya privately..." Meteora chose a seat to sit down and asked: "Sir Xingke, what are you doing? Suddenly you put your

The magic power is flowing into the atmosphere of the Garden of Death, and the concentration is gradually increasing. If this continues, the monetary system I finally built will collapse."

"Yeah, but the problem is solved, isn't it? With the support of my [Great Source Magic] in the future, the Garden of Death will not lack magic power."

"But why don't you tell us in advance... Your Excellency Xingke is really..." Meteora had a headache.

"This is his revenge for hiding his truth from us. He is such a petty-minded man with no heart."

Altair's figure appeared at the door of the room, commenting on Xingke's behavior.

"You have misunderstood me. I don't want to leave an overnight grudge because I forget about things as time goes by. It's not because I have a small stomach."

Xingji glanced at Altair and explained.

Then he turned his gaze to Illya, who had just recovered and her face was a little pale:

"By the way, Illya, where did you put my relics? I wanted to change my clothes, but after searching for a long time, neither my clothes nor the original [Snake Eyes Amber] staff nor the later [Ruby] staff were found.

turn up……"

Illya sighed and looked at the bathrobe that she found somewhere. It was also a women's style that she used. Her face was limp and exhausted. For a moment, Illya was furious.

Come.

"Which of your robes seem to be specially used to show that you are a magician? I think you should throw them away. They are old-fashioned, cumbersome, and not at all like the clothes you should wear normally. Speaking of which, you have not been from a longer time.

Are you someone who comes back from the future? Could it be that your aesthetic sense is still at the level of ancient times? I have told you to accompany me to buy clothes a long time ago, but you have never..."

Ah, it started again. No matter when, no matter what her physical condition is, Illya never gives up talking about the stars. And Altair and Meteora are obviously used to this, and they start looking for the things on the table.

Teapot, start making tea with magic hot water.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Lady Illya, please choose clothes for me!~" Xingke chose to admit his mistake proactively.

"But one thing I have to explain is that there is nothing wrong with my aesthetic sense, and it has been updated for countless generations with the changes of the times. My poor taste in dressing is just that I don't want to put effort into the clothes I wear. After all,

I can’t see the clothes I’m wearing.”

"No! You can see it! Don't you see your own reflection in other people's eyes when you face them?" Illya retorted.

"Um...Okay, you have a point."

"That's how you are. You have always thought that you exist alone in this world, and you have always placed yourself in an independent position..."

Subconsciously, in Xing Ke's inner world, he has always been on the opposite side of everyone and only thinks about himself.

"That's why I act willfully, that's why I'm free and loose, that's why I lack attachment to everything..."

Since you are the only one, then it doesn't matter, right?

"Can't you just pay a little more attention-"

Illya's voice stopped suddenly. She realized that she was a little excited. She realized that this was forcing her to change Xingji's thoughts. She realized that she was actually...

"Now, Illya -" Xingke smiled indifferently, sat up straight, and asked: "You said that you were only attracted by my huge magic power and the mystery of my high status in the beginning, so you ended up with me.

We met and struck up a conversation, and you see, in fact, our personalities are quite different until now.

So, why did you choose to continue to have contact with me after that?"

Illya was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but think carefully. Yes, why?

Looking up at Xingke's patiently waiting expression, and looking at herself reflected in his red eyes, Illya seemed to have some understanding.

"Because I think you need me, otherwise you would never have a friend in school."

Her initial state of mind... was just a simple thought like "This person is so lonely".

Xingke looked very happy, but only Ilia, who was familiar with the taste of loneliness, could detect that it was just "self-entertainment".

"Am I being pitied? Thank you..."

Xingke seemed very satisfied with this answer:

"Then please continue to pity me in the future! Please continue to stay by my side, and please continue to cause me trouble! I don't really hate your cute trouble, so I won't be bored."

"……Um."

Illya did not expect that Xingji would say such words at such a time, and she suddenly blushed and was stunned.

"Ahem - Your Excellency Xingke, Your Excellency Ilia, you two, it's enough to stop here. My stomach is almost full."

Meteora promptly stopped the situation from developing further. Although she liked gossip, she did not want to be silenced afterwards.

"Oh, oh - I understand, sister Meteora, don't think too much." As she said that, ripples in the space appeared behind Illya, two treasure bags and two staffs, a set of well-cultivated

The men's (children's) clothing fell from the ripples of space. These are the personal belongings left behind by Xing Ke's two deaths:

"Haha, isn't this still there? I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked for it just now. I thought you had built a tomb for me, Illya. I will go to my own tomb to get clothes to wear in a while..." (To be completed
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