"Haven't you seen "The Little Prince"?" Amamiya Chiran asked.

"Not yet. I think they sell the original book here. I'll buy one later." Aikawa Yusheng shook his head sincerely. He even knew that "The Little Prince" was a book, or he only heard it from his classmates on the bus.

their communication.

But the students really didn’t show themselves what the little prince looked like.

I'm sorry, An... what's going on? Aikawa Yusheng turned his head, oh, Mr. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, I'm sorry.

It's really hard to remember foreigners' names.

"It's unbelievable." Amamiya Chiran said, "Aikawa-san, would you like to ask what books you have read?"

""Mathematics", "Chinese Language", "Geography"..."

"Extracurricular books."

"I watched part of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and saw the scene where Buendia stabbed Agiel to death in the duel. There are two sentences in it that I think are quite well written:

"Even if you think your feelings have dried up and you can't give anything, there will always be a moment when something can pluck the strings deep in your heart. After all, we are not born to enjoy loneliness."

"Loneliness is a partner that accompanies people throughout their lives. It is an established fact. Instead of denying it, fighting it, or escaping indifferently, it is better to accept it. Let it protect you when you go home in the crowded crowd, and let it accompany you to eat on Saturday morning.

Breakfast, tidy up the sunshine"

I plan to write these words into my composition when I have the opportunity in the future.”

Aikawa Yusheng was talking eloquently, and he seemed to be a little proud of reciting this sentence. Regardless of the fact that he thought Saint-Exupéry was a little prince, the boy under the sun was very high-spirited and scholarly.

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After finishing speaking, the young man looked at Amamiya Chiran with light in his eyes.

"No?" Although she had somewhat predicted the answer, Amamiya Chiran still asked subconsciously.

"No more." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, and the light went out - so this is not excellent? Damn it!

"Okay, I understand." Chiran Amemiya had a new understanding of the 'lower limit' of Mingchuan students' literary literacy.

"If you need it, I can recommend some better literary works to you." She sighed and said.

"It's necessary, it will cause trouble." Aikawa Yusheng nodded, realizing from that sigh that he didn't seem to be that good yet, so he didn't refuse this kind offer.

"The general story of "The Little Prince" is..." On the way to the inside of the exhibition hall, Amamiya Chiran introduced knowledge to an illiterate person.

"This is the rose inside, this is the fox, this is the king, but it is not the father of the little prince, but the king of another planet..."

Strictly speaking, the museum of the Little Prince is not a museum of this book, but more like a memorial hall of the author. All the architectural styles are modeled on the environment where Saint-Exupéry lived during his lifetime. The contents inside,

In addition to this book, there are many things about Sitting's life and things he used.

"I feel like I can save money. I've almost finished listening to the story, so I don't think I need to buy the book." After seeing the Q-version character sculptures one after another, and listening to Amamiya Chiran's pleasant story narration, Aikawa Yusheng smiled.

He said.

"This book is originally intended for children, and the story is not that big." The girl nodded, approving his decision.

This museum is much smaller than the Forest of Glass Art Museum, and most of the Q-version statues have no appreciation value, so it was almost finished in no time.

But there seems to be a lottery.

Aikawa Yusheng and Amamiya Chisome stood in front of the machine, reading the content on it.

You can draw once for free with your ticket stub. If you want to draw again, you will have to spend 200 yen each time. The prizes are various ornaments, all of which are characters from "The Little Prince", such as the little prince, snakes, foxes, and astronomy.

Home......

"President, let me teach you a good way to have fun." Looking at this machine, Aikawa Yusheng was eager to give it a try.

"What method."

"When you encounter something with such a probability, choose the one you want, and then draw it! You will get unparalleled happiness!"

"So what do you want?" Chizo Amamiya looked at the prize cases on the display stand, "Little prince? Or a hidden airplane?"

"I want this planet." Aikawa Yusheng's answer was not what the girl had guessed. He pointed to a prize and said.

It was a very ordinary 'planet', or a small plastic ball, with a radius of about two centimeters.

"Why do you want this?"

"Because this can not only be used as a decoration, but can also be rolled." The reason is so simple and crude.

I put the ticket stub in, turned the knob of the extra-large gashapon machine, the machine started running, and amidst the roar, a gashapon fell out.

Under Amamiya Chiran's slightly surprised gaze, Aikawa Yuo bowed devoutly to this gashapon.

Open it, and a rose stands inside.

"Damn it, it failed to live up to my expectations!" The boy who was full of expectations instantly lost the motivation to support him, and his whole body collapsed as if he had lost his bones.

"Here you go." Amamiya Chiran handed her ticket stub to Aikawa Yuo.

"How can I deprive you of this opportunity, President?"

After hesitating for a moment, Aikawa Yusheng did not accept it. Instead, he took out a thousand yen note from his pocket and stuffed it into the machine.

The fox, the little prince, the shrewd businessman, the lamplighter, the little prince.

The little prince who was supposed to be cherished even gave birth to two. As for the planet, the shadow was not even visible.

"I'm sorry, President, I forgot to add. When you encounter something with such a probability, if you choose something and then keep failing to draw it, you will get unparalleled sadness."

He sighed and put away the five small ornaments with a numb expression. Aikawa Yusheng's voice did not contain any emotion.

Amamiya Chiran looked at Aikawa Yusheng like this with great interest, and with curiosity in her eyes, she stepped forward and voted in her ticket.

"Wait a minute, President, before you twist, you have to choose the one you want first, so that you can have the fun of the lottery." Aikawa Yusheng held down Chiome Amamiya's hand before she twisted the knob.

reminded.

Chiran Amemiya looked at the two hands on the knob, or in other words, at the big hand covering her small hand.

"Sorry." Aikawa Yusheng changed his position so that his fingers would no longer touch the back of the girl's hand, "Which one do you want the most?"

Chiran Amamiya tilted her head slightly and looked at the prize display table seriously. Her expression and movements were very cute.

"This one." She pointed at the little prince.

"Okay, then President Zhu, you can't get it like me." Withdrawing his hand, Aikawa Yusheng said with a smile.

Chizo Amemiya, who heard this kind of "blessing" for the first time, turned to look at him. With this look, "cute" was further interpreted.

"Because I've been caught in the rain, I want to tear up all other people's umbrellas. I'm so vicious, you won't be able to win the little prince!" Aikawa Yusheng went his own way.

The knob was turned, and a gashapon rolled out from the exit.

The girl knelt down and opened the gashapon.

It's not like a light novel, where you won't magically win a hidden item or get the little prince you want. Maybe Amamiya Chiran's luck is not that good, and she is just another ornament.

Just an ordinary planet.

Aikawa Yusheng's smile stopped and he took out another thousand yen note.

King, rose, snake, astronomer, little prince.

"Let's go, President. I agree with what you said. This world is actually very boring, and the last day of training is also very boring." Without even looking at the gashapon machine, Aikawa Yusheng took these things and left.

"Aikawa-kun, do you want me to give you this planet?"

Amamiya Chiran, who was following behind, asked while holding the planet in her hand.

She suddenly found that there seemed to be a smile in her voice.

"It's meaningless. I have never watched "The Little Prince" and I have no obsession with these. What I want is simply the added value of 'getting what I want'.

What you gave me doesn’t have this value anymore. Oh, by the way, I have too many of these little princes, so I’ll give you one.”

The boy who had his soul stolen turned around and placed the little prince on the palm of Amamiya Chizo's hand, then mechanically turned him back.

The back view is inexplicably desolate, tragic... making me want to laugh.

The little prince was just a random choice for her. She didn't care whether she would get it or not. Even if she did, she wouldn't find it interesting.

But looking at the planet next to the little prince, and the bitter face that Aikawa Yusheng had just now.

Chiran Amamiya must have heard her laughter.

Coming here is more interesting than being at home.

At least....
Chapter completed!