【MO4/师徒组】🖋📗 AU 短篇小说（ENG）（The story is so far removed from the original plot srry . Since it's my first time writing a story, plz forgive the unreasonable plot design and so on.
plz forgive if the translaton is not in place it's translated by the translator xx）


Fukurou is a pupil in the magic academy, she works hard in magic, but lacks talent, and her results are in the upper middle and better. However, she is younger than the students in the same grade, and she has such a result is outstanding, so she is loved by the teachers in the academy. Although the classmates all like her, for her way of getting along is comfortable and she learns and makes progress actively, but in fact, no one really has the intersection of ideas with her, she is more pure and kind-hearted than anyone else.

She has a magic forbidden, is an important sacrifice of the father's relics, so usually carefully hidden themselves. She never uses a ban. Forbidden objects can unconditionally increase a person's mana greatly.

She idolizes her father and wants to follow in his footsteps. So she herself worked very hard to become a great magician like her father.

Fuku's dorm room at the college is a single room.


【Main body】

One stormy night, thunder flashed through the window on the floor, and in the midst of the frequent flashes, something dragged a scar into the half-closed window Fuku has forgotten to close. Fuku is now lying in bed, lighting a lamp 。and reading an article. She immediately notices the intruder crawling in through the window. She was silent because of fear，squinting her eyes , trying to make out what it was. She sees the creature climbing onto her desk and fall feebly -- until another flash of light hit it and she saw that it was a thin black cat. The skin on her back looked like it has been subjected to terrible torture, and she was so frightened by these horrible injuries that she got up quickly from the bed, hurriedly threw down the articles she was just reading, and hurried to the side of the fallen black cat to perform recovery magic. Looking at the terrible wound, for this injury is too difficult to cure, the overstressed Fuku fall asleep next to the black cat after successfully stopping the blood.

The next morning, a completely unfamiliar but very kind and steady voice come into Fuku's ears: "Huh Your healing magic is good." Fuku's mind is confused by the fact that her door was locked and that she stands up to attack when she thinks that she is might being in danger, and she looked around hurriedly but there was no one there until she looked down toward the floor -- a black cat, all wounded, is licking the fur off its paws and looking at her, as if enjoying the ridiculous appearance of her panic.

"Hey, hey...  A cat that can speak "

"Ah, haven't your teachers taught you these things,As for you, a magical student , you shouldn't be surprised at such a thing" It replied slowly.

"Well... My teachers did teach me that there was once a powerful cat demon that caused a disaster of historic nature..." Fuku crouched down with a gleeful look on his face. "But this is the first time I've seen a talking cat in person That's amazing"

"Are you not at all wary of me It's very dangerous." Said the cat, looking at Fuku's eager hands that want to 摸her , then jumped warily to the window next to the bed, wondering why this guy was still talking with it. Fuku followed it to the bed as well. Fuku's love of small animals made her wary of the cat.

"What I want to know is, you see, I have such a terrible wound, why did not consider my origin but save me at once" Weren't you afraid"

"I do was afraid... But seeing how miserable you were at that time, I thought, you had to be saved no matter how I feel" Fuku holds the sheet and looks up at the black cat, whose fur is bathed in golden sunlight around its eyes, making it a little hard to see. Its eyes are tightly closed, as if they have never been opened.


Silent air filled the room for a while.

Just as Fuku's quivering mouth was about to ask something, the black Cat finally spoke first:

"May I, please, stay with you for some time" The black cat looked down at the nervous child and whispered a plea.

After thinking for two seconds, Fuku replied, "Sure It will be great if I can help you" It's out of her own kindness, really worried about the injury on the cat's back, of course, there is no shortage of looking at fluffy cat too cute reasons in it. "What shall I call you, then My name is Fukurou, please take care of me in the following days"

"Uie," the black cat goes down to the bed, "Fuku, just calling me Uie is okay."

'Okay"
"But you'll need to hide, my school forbids cats..."

"Get it."

-- -- --

After getting along for some time, the numa and the cat predictably quickly become familiar, fuku find that she is really interested in all its topics , Fuku found that it has more knowledge than herself, and than the schoolmates around her.Ancient monsters , strange events around, and, it seems to be a master in magic attains. Fuku didn't notice that Uie, in order to take care of her, would pick the right topics in advance, which Uie usually talked to her about, and he had quite a lot of stories to tell . But it says little about itself, or even avoids them.

Uie teaches her magic, Fuku's magic quickly improved with the guidance of the black cat . Fuku acquiesces in the black cat as her personal teacher. Uie often hides in Fuku's wizard hat, although she feel very heavy on her head, Fuku , of course, choose to endure because of the fluffy touch on the head is really comfortable. Uie is very careful not to be seen by others and can be invisible itself.

In the beginning, when mixing medicine or casting spells, Uie will be unable to bear the initiative to help Fuku because of the clumsy operation, hiding under the brim of the hat quietly instructing the dosage and order of the formula, the key words of the spell, and so on. At first, Fuku was happy to be guided, because her grades improved, but soon she realized that it was cheating, and the next time she refused Uie's faithfully help, and she worked harder to use Uie's previous guidance to better complete the exams, in the process , she also gained unique new insights, and the level of the naked eye can be seen to improve with her own strength. Every time, Uie looked at her from the beam of the room where she practiced, she thought what a hard pupil she was and that she was wrong and that she was doing her a favor in the past. Uie was moved by the persistence.

-- -- --

How much Fuku wanted to thank Uie for doing this for her For talking with her so much, teaching her so much, and she enjoys every second that she stays with Uie. Then she used the extra money she earned from her part-time job to buy some expensive cat treats.

"......" Uie smelled the treats with a fishy smell, "What is this Is it a kind of food you're gonna give me I actually eat the same food you do."

Fuku saw its face crinkled and said apologetically but sadly, "I thought you'd like it... I want to thank you for teaching me. These are very expensive..." Tears welled up, after all, she had thought about it for a long time and had bought it specifically.

When Uie heard this, she tried to take a bite, and although it was painful, she ate the whole bar. Then showed a unhappy expression, said: "Next time do not buy. The rest is better if I take it outside and feed it to the wildcats. I told you I eat the same food as you do.hmmm"

Fuku felt better and her tears stopped.


Uie is a cat demon that is thousand years old, her life records many, the ups and downs of the whole world. People's joys and sorrows, good and evil , honed her life. But it was the first time she had ever seen a child so pure and kind, whose words always revealed a kind of innocence that she had lost long ago, and whose face that there was often hung with the most straightforward smile, the most infectious smile, as if when she smiled, the whole world was bright. It found a strange feeling in the child, as if they should have known each other long before, as intimate, as if she had never felt more secure when she was around her. What is that feeling like May be envy, it is the lost innocence that can never be found in its mind



A few weeks later, one morning --

At this time, Fuku has been used to the life with a cat, occasionally touching Uie's fur. As a cat, she still can not stand the good feeling of being touched by the ear, every time the nature of the touch is exposed to the purring, she will immediately realize is and jump aside to look at the sky, ashamed.

Fuku noticed that Uie's body was so dirty, and that she had recovered from her injuries at a surprising rate, and it seemed that she hadn't had a bath since adopting her.

After the discussion, Uie thinks, yeah, she did stinks.

Fuku secretly took Uie to the lake in the forest to take a bath, and Uie was not afraid of water ,unusually, for she's a cat.

... Washing, watching Uie's fur's color is getting lighter and lighter... Ah... All those colors float into the water and sink to the bottom of the stone in this lake.

Oh, geez, the white hair glistened in the light that fell from the leaves,

She had a ,actually, white cat for so long She is white as frost on a moonlit night.

They were the dust of the battlefield, the smoke of the fire, the dried blood and the sludge of the rainy night. She had been annoyed for a long time that she could not clean the dirt herself, and now she was completely comfortable.

"Oh, It finally is found by you."

"It's kind of disgusting, you were on my bed before, um..."

"Ha ha." Uie playfully dried her hair and jumped onto Fuku's shoulder.

"Uie's fur, now is really soft, very refreshing, very comfortable. "Fuku thought to herself when her face was rubbed by the fur.

Uie has the ability to read minds, but the only drawback is that the one being read must have complete trust in her, and Uie finds that she can already see Fuku's thoughts. Oh, geez, her mind is filled with all the best, most positive things in the world, and all the emotions are raw and pure, which makes her completely disarming.

She realized that the numa was now her only source of support. She made a decision.

In the evening, Fuku returns to her room after class and sees a numa in her room, sitting on her desk and playing with a pen. The numa has white cat ears and a tail, which is hanging down on the carpet. Fuku was so shocked that he yelled out, "Aaaah Who are you  For what reason did you break into my room" She quickly looked around and saw no sign of Uie. She was too much worried, but for fear that her cat would be discovered, she did not immediately ask the numa about Uie.

The numa heard she yell, and then turned back the cat's ears, and turned its head...
Huh She has the same smile as Uie

A very familiar voice, which is just Uie's, came from her: "Come and,I have something to say"

Fuku closed the door, moved to the bed, and at the same time carefully surveyed the familiar and also strange numa in the front of her, when she had only one thought:

"Aeeeeeeeee Are you a cat demon "

"Yes," Uie looked at Fuku, who was not used to having so big a Numa sitting by her desk who just humped to her in her room that always belonged to her alone, while handing her a piece of paper, "By the way, I wrote this while you were in class, I hope you can read it."

Fuku took the paper and read the story written on it, it is about a thousand years of cat demon story. The cat demon in the story was born with really great power, and its cat parents, in order to protect it from being strangled by their fellow cats who rejected it, died in a struggle, sending it to the river before died, and then it floating down the river to be adopted by a human family. In order to protect the motherland of the people who adopted it, It then invested in a war against the enemy, but in the war, because of the death of the parents that adopted it, the power of the cat demon went into a rage, and finally the enemy and the people in its country were slaughtered without discrimination. With no home, also no enemies, it began to wander, and just as he had lost all hope of life and was about to kill itself, it reached a village and met a writer. The writer looked at the good of the world, and is detached and philosophical, When he heard the cat demon want to die, he taught it to write,and how to observe the world, how to accumulate materials, its idea to die was gradually forgotten in the life of following the writer as a disciple, it who is with the guidance of the writer, fell in love with this world, the people of this world, the crowd, there is always a warm light in the darkness. Finally, it learned up, and said goodbye to the writer, set foot and go on on its own road, but contrary to expectations, on the road it met a lot of sink or decay of people and things, keep running around in the world, constantly injured, it sharpens the self, but already didn't has its own enthusiasm that it used to have when it just met that writer for the first time. It is confused, drifting, with the skills that it learned from the writer, trying to write the crowd on its own, it loves just watch,far from the crowd, to see their emotions, to see their stories,and write down them. But, stacks of paper ,nobody know where they scattered, those works that no one knows where they are were being read by some one that no one knows who. Maybe it got lost in a muddy field somewhere. This kind of life goes on, goes on, it doesn't know what it's missing, it can't say it, it can't find it. Until -- That was on a stormy night, and it almost died of cold under some unknown bridge. Listening to the fluttering wind, it did not intend to look up at the sky and saw a star, that star is brighter than the North Star, and the light of the star that could not be covered seemed to tell it that it should live. No matter whatever happens to it , it should struggle to live. So it began to chase that distant but longing star.

Fuku was deeply moved by this story, unconsciously shed tears, she could not understand all the contents, but was shocked by Uie's beautiful and gentle prose, her eyes stopped on the ink splashed on the edge of the word when Uie is writing this article, and quickly thought about something, as if time stopped. Until her tears fell down and dizzy open the ink, the mind was not pulled back.

Uie looked at Fukurou buried in the ink-soaked paper with marks all over the back, and looked at her curled body, thinking , how cute she is. Ah, I have not picked up the pen for a long time, inevitably rusty, the handwriting is not used to scribble, but when writing this article, I locked my heart for a long time to open ah. Fresh air into the heart, really comfortable. She thinked as so. But she could not see Fuku's face, she looked at Fuku frozen for a long time motionless, but also thought it was difficult to identify the words above, the heart gave rise to some guilt.

But Fuku actually understood what this story meant, the thousand year cat demon, the cat demon who had committed heinous crimes, the terrible cat demon the teacher had talked about in class, was her teacher, was the black cat he met a few weeks ago, was, Uie , sitting beside her.

"Who, is that star" she asked.

Uie turned away her head, not wanting Fuku to see her look: "It is simply a star, the cat demon was saved by that star."

That's it. You slipped out.

Was Saved. That was me who saved you.

Fuku suddenly realizes and uncontrollably lunges at Uie, who is a little shocked but then also puts her arms over her.

Two numas hugged together for a long long time. It was so warm that none of them wnat not want to let go each other . They both found something really important on each other.

So much has happened on this day. After that day, Uie continued to give Fuku magical guidance, and because of the injury was getting better and better, her strength recovered a lot, so that she could easily restore the numa shape. Her nimble hand allowed her to write , again. And she began to teach Fuku to write as well, just as that writer had done to herself.

-- -- --

Later, Fuku along with some words shared their own past to Uie as Uie had done to her, she mentioned her father's relic, a forbidden device, in the mattress inside which she hid , that can not be found holding, is the world's provisions of centralized custody of dangerous weapons. This kind of things can unconditionally let the user's mana to obtain a large increase, so that it can obtain enough power to destroy an entire country, is a relic of ancient times. Fuku talked about what punishment would be suffered if one is found in possession of the forbidden device, which sounded very painful and cruel, Fuku said that she shuddered every time she thought about it, but it was a relic handed to her by her revered father who had already forgotten how his face looks like, so she was willing to take great risks to keep this relic. Uie took these words to heart deeply.


-- -- --

With Uie's more meticulous help, Fuku's magic level has been rapidly improved, Uie has passed on her experience to Fuku, and with Fuku's own persistent efforts, not only seriously in class, but also after class, she has become a notable presence in the academy, although she usually tries her best to lower her posture. After all, she is the student who is taught by the powerful cat demon.

Of course, it also caught the attention of the college's senior management.

The student made such rapid progress that the master of the academy who thought highly of her ,as well as her earnest attitude. But the exaggerated rate of progress made him suspect that Fuku was using a forbidden device. So he planned to visit Fuku's room himself in person.

Uie learned about the master's action, and she was afraid that Fuku's forbidden device would be discovered. That innocent child must not suffer at all 

Fuku was in a class, and the master finally walked from his office toward the dormitory.

Uie then saw him, quickly entered Fuku's room through the ceiling, quickly pulled the forbidden device out of the mattress, and ran out the window with it in her mouth.

"May I, please, stay with you for some time"

In fact, her intention now was to stay forever.There were organizations outside the academy that were investigating and hunting her down.

But now, can not care so much, she desperate to run out.

Ah, being seen.

Ever since the disaster, people have hated a white cat.

And now it has appeared again, people consider it as if it is Death, is the disaster.

"What's that"

"Why's that cat so familiar"

"Isn't that the cat demon recorded on the books"

"What's that in its mouth"

"Catch it Don't let it harm anyone any more"

"Catch it”

The head of the college opened the door of Fuku's room, looked around, and found nothing, and felt nothing, only saw an unfinished thanking letter written in Fuku's handwriting on the desk, but to whom

I'm wrong about this kid. She really worked hard to achieve such an achievement.He thought as so.

Fuku returned to her room and felt the aura under the mattress disappear, and noticed that Uie's breath seemed to be getting farther and farther away. Maybe someone took the forbidden device, but she didn't think much of it. She just wanted to find Uie. The forbidden device used to be Fuku's most valuable possession, but now it is the cat that occupies the first place in her mind. The past didn't matter any more, she just wanted to hurry and try to grasp what was right in front of her  She rushed out of the room and out of the dormitory.

She looked everywhere but could not find Uie. She looked everywhere, every corner, all the places that the traces of life together over the years lay.

The windowsill, not here.

On the beam in the practice room, not here.

The bottom of the pot, not here.

In the pile of books, not here.

On the stump in the forest, not here.

The corner of the academy, not here.

The other side of the wire, not there.

By the lake in the forest, on that rock...  Not here either.

Uie's breath, vaguely dispersed, as if floating into the air, ethereal.

Where have you been Are you kidding me Please stop scaring me and come out

Please d…










Three years passed.











However,
in the meantime, Fuku has been working hard as in the past, trying to remember all the methods Uie taught her, and constantly learning. She guessed that it was Uie who took her forbidden device, but she never understood the reason why she did so, but there must be some important reason. Her precious things had been taken away by Uie, but she did not have any blame. Because only thoughts and worries filled her mind. So she turned her thoughts of Uie into motivation for her efforts. She had always been vaguely aware of Uie's breath, and she was always afraid that this breath would one day quietly disappear. She prayed every single day that the cat would be safe, safe.

Of course, Uie is constantly being hunted and returned to a life on the move, but she doesn't have any regrets. Because she returned Fukurou, she helped the star when she was crumbling.

The breath is always there somewhere really far far away.




Fuku had become a great wizard and a great writer, and she never forgot any of Uie's guidance. She knows that she has a reputation, so she also wants to let her reputation spread far and far, farther and farther into the ears of faraway Uie, tell her, I am trying , please come to me, I miss you very much, thank you for everything.

Uie finally has the opportunity to find Fuku's current residence, not far from the academy, where she lives quietly. Walking on the same muddy road, it seemed as if she was brought back to that stormy night, but this time, the path was warmed by the sun's generosity, there were more moss on the side of the road, and the flowers were blooming, as if to greet her precious second presence. This time the perspective is higher than the last time, she sorted her tattered clothes, thinking about what to say later, she has a lot of things to say, ………, happy language is too much to organize

She saw it. That cottage must be it. She came to the door of the cottage.

The breath came nearer and nearer, till it came to the door.

She knocked nervously, and , contrary to expectations, the door opened immediately.

She was greeted by a clean dress, dignified temperament numa. Not seen for three years, she grow a lot of height. From the way she looks like , she's probably been waiting behind the door just now.

The numa stood still for a moment, and what happened next was that Uie was overwhelmed by the numa's hug, the two numas fell on the grass, and she looked at the face of that numa again, and it was the same warm smiling face as three years ago on that numa's face: "Uie It's really you Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah I am so happy ,so happy ,wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The tears in the eyes of the smile kept spinning, and then jumped into Uie's arms, touching her hand, a pair of scarred hands. love, joy, satisfaction, happiness, these feelings of the two numas rushed up in a very short time. No word can express the two numas' joy just at the moment Simply saying nothing is enough They did not think about anything, lying on the grass in front of the cottage looking at the blue sky, looking at the sky, looking at the day down, and fell asleep for an whole afternoon, covered with mud on their clothes.

Fuku Ichiro put Uie into decent clothes, and she decided to give Uie a better life for the rest of her life.

Fuku was a respected magician and writer at this time, and was loved by the people. She held the white cat, told everyone its story, told everyone the story of the two of them, she begged people to forgive the cat who had left a stigma in history, she told them how kind the cat was, how great the cat was, how warm its article was...

The people listened, no one said anything, lost themselves in the story, the knot in their hearts dropped.

Uie continues to be the Fuku's pet cat, and together they write some better books, and they make this story into their own memoirs. Two bogs sitting at the desk said some words like that : Is this detail right  did I say so at that time haha I will never forget that scene, your gratitude is too exaggerated  and so on. From drafting, review, proofreading, revision, typesetting, to cover design, it is finished all under the collaboration of the two. After the book was published, the two numas also often read the book together and laughed and recalled their memories, which every time they read it, it will spend them a whole afternoon. Uie often thought, I am glad I chose this child's window at that night.

Fate has been playing tricks on Uie's miserable life, ruthlessly sowing suffering. But it left the last tenderness after these sufferings, which is to guide her to choose the window and meet Fukurou.

Do not know who is still reading this book at what time, every character on the paper is shining, condensing with infinite tenderness. Where did all the papers go It didn't matter, because there were new stars.

End.

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Decades later.



The slanting sun moved to the top of the mountain. It's a silent afternoon.

In the dark room, a cat-demon sits motionless under the curtain of the bed, with its head hung down and its body hunched, and tightly held the limp hand of some numa on the bed. Behind the curtains was a dim light that threw deeper shadows into the room. She murmured something, rustling, hard to hear, the voice slightly trembling, ringing close to the ear of the marsh. The breath at the head of the bed is the last bit of temperature in the cold air.

The numa has no voice, just trying to open her eyes that she does not often open, carefully looking at the cat demon in front of her, looking at her face, and cherishing every little precious expression of her.

A faint ray of light through the curtain quietly caressed the pale eyes of the numa.

The light became more and more, more and more thin, the white shimmer line illuminated the surrounding fine dust, floating quietly in the air, as if it could not bear to make noise, disturb the quiet air, as if quietly guarding the numa below.

Fear is in the air. All things stood still as if they were dead, but time, regardless of everything, quietly flowed away.

The faint light shrank until ———— it disappeared.

The faint breath finally stopped, intermittently, until ———— it stopped.

The numa closed her eyes softly, leaving a smile that would never change -- just like the bright smile of decades ago.

She has gone far away.

The cat demon at the head of the bed kept its original position, but no longer made a sound. The sad air is still, without any movement, as if bidding farewell to the peacefully sleeping numa.

Yes, the shining star that once hung high in the night sky has finally fallen peacefully.

Fukurou, she was a star brighter than the North Star. She was a shooting star.

The cat demon is an immortal spirit, and the life of the numa is less than a short century. She seemed like a fleeting light in her life.

Throughout her life, Fukurou, the former apprentice child, has become a thoughtful elder, and she has long considered what will happen to her lover who will remain in the world forever after she is gone.

In her long contact, she understood how pessimistic the cat demon who had gone through hardships was, and the happy life that the cat demon should have had was vacant, so she tried her best to make up for all the good things for her, and constantly infected her with her optimism.

She also expected that Uie would follow her when she died. So once, on a quiet night, when they were sitting together in the forest under the glow of fireflies, she had told her, "You must not do that then, it will make me very sad, Uie-sama. With a relaxed, playful, but not unserious tone.

Under the influence of Fuku, Uie gradually finds the way to love the world and people. Although people are wary of her because of the hardships and shadows she has brought to people, she finds people lovable. People are so fragile and sad that they always need someone to protect and encourage them.

Uie's guilt for people has been unable to put down, so when she picked up her pen to write again, she no longer just recorded the crowd coldly, but encouraged the crowd and praised the crowd, and she had the light of discovering humanity.

Fukurou carefully, secretly get up in the dead of night, go to the desk, write something. This keep perfectly secret from Uie.

It took her five years to finish something like this, It's a letter, wrapped in a simple, grassy envelope.

The day she felt she might die, she slipped the envelope, which she had hidden for many years, onto the flyleaf of Starlight. That copy, which was made from a handwritten manuscript of the book, has been sitting on their desk since they finished it. Unconsciously so many years have gone by, the book has become yellow and tattered, the pages‘ edges became rough because of countless frequent thumping , but the page because of careful maintenance without any stain, above clearly visible as if eternal words, light and temperature has not changed.

That day, Fukurou suddenly stood unsteadily under the support of Uie, Uie could not restrain her panic, supported her, arrived at the bed, let her lie down, She sat down by her , bent down to listen to what she said, listened, listened until she was unable to make a voice. I'm so happy to have you, Uie-sama. She said some words like that.

She's gone. After a long time, Uie finally accepted the fact that the child passed asay happily and peacefully, with a smile on hef face as if her had been radiating temperature till now.

She gently threw back the covers, picked up Fukurou, who had lost her body temperature, and walked into the forest. She walked along the familiar road a thousand times. She walked slowly, looking up at every inch of the leaves and every inch of the twilight, just like the scenery they had seen together before. How reluctant she was to gently hold Fukurou who was no longer breathing, and finally went straight to the lake just the one they were by that afternoon many years ago, dug a square pit in the position where Fukurou squatted to bathe her, and let her lie in it, and then buried her little by little with soil. Beside her she took the moss-covered stone around which they used to sit as a gravestone, and laid it before her, and pressed the earth against its foundation. That's it. I think you'll like this simple goodbye. She said something like that for no reason.

The house was unaccustomed to being left alone. Uie doesn't think about anything anymore, just keep it that way for a while. As if she had had a dream, she vaguely hoped that this dream would wake up. But the dream, if it's awakened, that would be a hopeless fantasy on the contrary. She completely accepted the fact.

She did not know how it felt, she had seen countless people die and die, at first she would be sad and tears, but then numbed away this feeling. Probably the kind of sadness she hasn't felt in a thousand years. She knew this day would come, but as Fukurou grew older, her fear grew. And now it's all a beautiful memory. She was sad and empty, but she did not cry. His disciples wouldn't want to see her like this.

She wandered aimlessly for several days afterwards, not knowing what was left of her life at this point, repeatedly struggling with the shame of committing suicide and pleading with her disciples.

A day as silent as the last, when night fell. In order to comfort his lonely heart, Uie thought of the memoir that she often read repeatedly before, hoping to feel the traces of the past. She went to the desk and sat down and lit the lamp. Once again pick up the book that has been read by the two countless times "Starlight". She stroked the dust of the book as if it were her pupil's pollen-stained face ---- the book had not been opened for a long time because she cared for Fukurou, who was weak.

As Fukurou had planned, the envelope slid onto the table and was a suicide note, a gift that had been given years away. Start the letter with a childlike explanation of why and how you wrote the letter, and then lead Uie to read on. Even if you don't guide me, I will read every word and cherish it, Uie thought. The tone in the text gradually became more formal. She spoke about herself, the teacher and the people and the world in her eyes with flexible language. She encouraged the teacher with beautiful and well-organized words. Uie looked at the text carefully and thought how lovely it was that the lights that were moving on the letter seemed to be shining like sunlight into the room as if the her pupil were speaking beside her. She had become so good at writing, she thought, I can't stop looking and saw the end. This is a special, irregular letter. After the body, there is a paragraph of text and a lot of numbers.

That was Fukurou again in the tone of a child to write thanks, the most sincere thanks to her teacher, Uie, for everything. Makes the heart feel endless warm. There was no signing after that, as if this were the most decisive and hearty send-off.

The string of numbers is:

These are my last words to you, Uie-sama.

Page number/line number/word number:

3/8/9

56/6/3

42/4/2

122/8/5

5/3/12

67/5/2

107/3/6

When she saw this, she immediately opened the book and began to check.

"

I

hope

you

could

live

well

forever

"

Like this is the real goodbye now. This is the greatest blessing and plea.

This letter gave Uie infinite motivation, she no longer depressed but determined to live as her most beloved pupil expected, she wanted to leave the hut, continue to wander, but wandering in the shadows of the crowd, to quietly feel their lives.

She began her journey without hesitation, as before, but this time her heart was full of good wishes. She closed the door, keeping everything in the room still, leaving the last trace of her life with her disciples, she locked the door and let no one disturb it again. She took only the copy of Starlight, and the letter wrapped in a grassy envelope was placed on the flyleaf.

She came to the lake and laid a bouquet of tulips on the grave. And then he started straight away. Looking back at the lake, I suppressed my thoughts and walked out of the forest.

She carried the blessing of Fukuou, began her new journey, she traveled around, wrote poems for the crowd, wrote books, she left her beautiful words everywhere, then her words like her pupil. She became a bard. In each of her stops, she published books under the pen name of 89rou (hakurou), recording the local customs and street stories written after careful observation and experience. Her books were immediately read widely because of the beautiful language and blessings, and circulated in the streets and alleyways, where she lived, people knew a writer named 89rou. Some people speculate that this pen name once belonged to a great great wizard and great writer Fukurou, the language of these books makes people think that she wrote, but she actually died...  No one knows the reason behind that.

Every five years, Uie insisted on returning to the magic college, to the forest next to it, to the lake in the forest, to bring a bouquet of tulips to the tomb. Tulip's flower language: universal love considerate, eternal love.

She spent the rest of her life bringing so many flowers to that lake that the old ones rotted into mud and became fertilizer for the weeds and wildflowers. The life that is lost is always renewed. The tomb is surrounded by lush weeds and wildflowers, tall weeds as if to guard the tomb around the same growth, the magic is that a small circle of flowers and plants around the tomb is only gently gently low growth, as if can not bear to disturb the long sleep of the marsh. Wild flowers here are mostly wild daisies, I don't know how to silently grow here, as two people generally silent to bring warmth to the tomb to bring dots of color.

Too long time is to erase the memory of the cat demon, people no longer hate a book of false terrible cat demon. But Uie was used to this kind of life, she was used to watching the crowd backstage, and she wasn't going to come forward again.

So the college spread from time to time to see a white cat with flowers into the forest legend.

With the tulip in her mouth, she burrowed into the tall grass, laid the flower down, made some soft noises at the grave, and then fell asleep against the stone for the whole afternoon. Witnessed many times.

The tomb was watched from a distance by curious children, all of whom marveled at the beauty of the surroundings of the stone monument, around which plants grew as delicately as if someone had always been there to take care of them. But, who is it... 

People everywhere also often see a smiling numa wearing a black green cloak in the streets and lanes, carrying a tattered book.

The journey to the light has gone for a while, and the road to the other side has just begun.




End.