Zeyan's gaze fell on the tea table.
It seemed to be Sakura Mochi, but not purely Sakura Mochi. It was thin and reddish in color, exuding the fragrance of cherry blossoms, like a delicate and adorable piece of art.
Kamisato Ayaka lowered her head and said, "This is called 'A Snowflake in a Red Brazier'."
She also looked at the pastry in front of her. Unlike the food she had given to others before, only this "A Snowflake in a Red Brazier" was made by her own hands. Under the thin reddish exterior, it contained her budding feelings, a pastry made only for the person she loved.
He probably didn't know the meaning behind "A Snowflake in a Red Brazier," right?
Kamisato Ayaka thought this, and a sigh escaped her heart. After all, not many people actually knew what "A Snowflake in a Red Brazier" represented.
Zeyan indeed didn't know the meaning of this delicacy, but he was immediately drawn to its enticing aroma and picked it up to taste.
Seeing this, Kamisato Ayaka suddenly felt a bit nervous, but she tried her best to hide her emotional fluctuations and asked, "How is it? Zeyan, do you think this food is delicious?"
Zeyan nodded without hesitation. "Delicious, naturally very delicious, and the taste is very special, it always makes me feel like there are very special emotions brewing within... I'm sorry, Miss Kamisato, my words might seem a bit presumptuous, but this is what I truly feel."
Kamisato Ayaka felt relieved and said with a smile, "It's alright. Your heartfelt words are the most genuine evaluation, and isn't such an evaluation a compliment to this pastry? I think the maker of this pastry would be very happy."
Neither of them knew the other's true thoughts, trying their best to maintain the demeanor of just having met. Neither crossed any boundaries, and the atmosphere seemed quite harmonious.
Sitting there, the two began to chat about all sorts of things. Because they had spent time together before and knew each other's preferences, the subsequent conversation was also very pleasant.
While chatting, Kamisato Ayaka asked, "Zeyan, if the Yashiro Commission hadn't recruited you, what would you have done?"
Zeyan replied without thinking, "I probably would have chosen to submit my work to Yae Publishing House and become an author."
Hearing this familiar answer, Kamisato Ayaka couldn't help but smile.
Wasn't that the same answer he had given when she asked him how he would make a living back then?
"If that's the case, please continue your habit of writing novels, Zeyan. Perhaps one day in the future, I can read the novels you write at Yae Publishing House," Kamisato Ayaka said expectantly.
"That's natural. When that time comes, I think I can open Miss Kamisato's eyes," Zeyan was still very confident in his ideas from Earth.
"If that's the case, then I look forward to it even more," Kamisato Ayaka said with a smile.
After chatting for a few more sentences, Kamisato Ayaka asked Zeyan to leave first, because their conversation had already lasted a long time, longer than anyone else's, and continuing would inevitably arouse suspicion.
Kamisato Ayaka cherished this feeling very much and didn't want any accidents to happen, so she would be careful, careful, and even more careful to ensure that no problems arose.
As Zeyan left, the next person was called in.
On the surface, Zeyan was just one of the many people who met Kamisato Ayaka, and no one would pay special attention to him.
After everyone had met Kamisato Ayaka, Thoma arranged accommodations for everyone.
The Kamisato Estate was very large, so arranging some accommodations was not a problem.
After moving into the assigned room, Zeyan, lying on the bed, still had a sense of unreality. He hadn't expected to move back into the Kamisato Estate so quickly and get to know Kamisato Ayaka again. Under such circumstances, he would definitely be able to have that kind of relationship with Kamisato Ayaka again, just like in the dungeon, right?
For a moment, Zeyan felt a sense of loss.
...
Early the next morning, Zeyan and the other newcomers were woken up by Thoma.
"Everyone, gather in the courtyard. The Young Lady will demonstrate the Kamisato-style Iaido. You should all watch carefully and try to understand it. Although you cannot learn the Kamisato-style Iaido, the fighting style can be extrapolated. You might gain something by watching."
Thoma said this after waking everyone up, but even as he spoke, his own expression looked a bit strange.
In the past, when the Yashiro Commission recruited people, Kamisato Ayaka wouldn't come out to demonstrate the Kamisato-style Iaido. What was different this time? Was it another way to win the hearts of the foreigners?
Thoma felt a bit unable to understand Kamisato Ayaka, but he didn't intend to understand her. He knew his own place very well.
Zeyan and the others walked into the courtyard together, feeling a bit surprised in their hearts.
Kamisato Ayaka was actually going to demonstrate the Kamisato-style Iaido?
In the courtyard early in the morning, the cool morning breeze swept through, and the old pines and cypresses planted here swayed gracefully. The nearby pond was also rippled by the wind.
The scenery was beautiful, but Zeyan automatically filtered it out. His eyes were only on Kamisato Ayaka. No matter when, she appeared so elegant and charming, the feeling of a lady emanating completely from her bones.
The cool breeze blew, and Kamisato Ayaka's long hair swayed gently.
She saw the others arrive, saw Zeyan in the crowd, and knew that Zeyan was looking at her, making her feel a bit nervous.
She could automatically ignore the gazes of the others, but she couldn't ignore Zeyan's gaze no matter what. Even just being looked at like this, a strange feeling arose from the bottom of her heart.
Taking a deep breath, Kamisato Ayaka tried her best to maintain her composure, and then slowly drew the Amenoma Kageuchi, beginning to perform the Kamisato Art: Kabuto in front of everyone.
Her movements were extremely elegant. Clearly, she was demonstrating a technique of attack, but her movements were as beautiful as if she were dancing, giving a very comfortable sense of appreciation.
Many beautiful things were also fragile, but Kamisato Ayaka was different. Her attacks, even when beautiful, did not lose their due effect, just like a thorny flower, beauty and sharpness coexisting.
She swung her sword in the courtyard as if dancing, captivating everyone who watched, unable to extricate themselves.
Zeyan also watched, somewhat absentmindedly, but more of it was purely appreciating Kamisato Ayaka herself. He didn't feel much about the demonstrated Kamisato Art: Kabuto.
Perhaps this was because he had already mastered the Kamisato Art: Kabuto?
Although after returning to reality, Zeyan hadn't used the abilities he had gained in the dungeon, he felt that as long as he was willing, he could completely use them. The strength from the dungeon had been perfectly brought into reality.
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