"Is it necessary to fabricate a lie that will eventually be exposed?" Erald Sparrow wondered.
"Is it necessary, to fabricate a lie that will eventually be exposed?" Asou Haruka paused, looked back at her with a mocking expression, and repeated word for word.
Erald Sparrow was speechless.
"...So you took this big round just to tell this?"
After a while, she opened her mouth sowhat helplessly, "You had guessed that I would ask this question?"
"Who knows, maybe it was just a whim of mine, wanting to share so of my experiences over the years with you."
Asou Haruka said ambiguously, "After all, telling you this story wasn't really to express anything. It just seed appropriate to tell it now. You can also just treat it as a story, no need to delve too deep."
"That's really not a pleasant story." Erald Sparrow sighed.
"That really is too bad." Asou Haruka said with a grin, clearly without any regrets.
The dragon dance procession continued down the street, gradually reaching the festival venue amidst the revelry.
At that mont, as the sun was setting and it turned dark, the colorful lanterns hanging all over the temple fair beca the main spectacle for everyone.
The noisy gong and drum sounds accompanied the dragon dance procession into the venue, heading towards the huge stage that had been set up in advance, while the Magical Girls, led by Lin Xiaolu, left the procession early and moved to a quieter part of the venue.
"Quieter" because there were no thumping gongs and drums, but it was only "slightly quieter" because it was still extrely crowded.
This area was originally one of the larger courtyards in the temple but had been transford into a lantern riddle area, with rows of hanging lanterns dangling from wooden racks, which covered the night sky like a ceiling, each lantern bearing a piece of red paper written on with ink.
In one corner of the courtyard, there was a middle-aged man dressed in scholar's attire writing sothing at a table, with many lanterns not yet pasted with paper beside him, clearly still busy writing riddles. His forceful and powerful calligraphy attracted many passersby to stop and watch.
Further away was the exit of the courtyard, where several staff mbers stood guarding a pile of prizes. These ranged from small pieces of furniture to more inexpensive items like toothbrushes and tissues, and of course, so discount coupons for use at the temple fair.
Erald Sparrow was actually quite interested in this type of word ga and after strolling around the courtyard twice, she picked a lantern with a riddle she could solve.
Red Lady, climbing high buildings, heart aching, tears flowing—Na an object.
The riddle wasn't very difficult, and after a little thought, Erald Sparrow ca up with the answer: a candle.
Thinking this, she unconsciously reached out to tear off the red paper from the lantern, but quickly realized a problem—even though she stretched out her hand, the tip of her finger was still far from the lantern.
She looked around and saw that the other Magical Girls were also focused on solving riddles, so no one was beside her, forcing her to turn back and try to tiptoe.
—Still couldn't reach.
Erald Sparrow couldn't help but let her eyelids droop.
She looked around again, making sure no one was paying attention to her, then pursed her lips slightly and, without using too much physical strength, jumped a bit.
—Her fingertips still only brushed just under the red paper.
The hopping action was quite large, so it attracted so nearby tourists' attention. Under their gazes, Erald Sparrow really didn't want to continue struggling with the riddle, so she turned and walked away. But before she had gone far, she heard a voice from behind:
"Little sister, do you want this riddle?"
She turned around and saw a young staff mber who had already torn the red paper from the lantern and was handing it to her.
Looking at the red paper in front of her, Erald Sparrow didn't move for quite a while.
"Ah, isn't it? Sorry, maybe I was mistaken..."
Seeing Erald Sparrow's lack of reaction, the staff mber scratched his neck awkwardly, but before he could take back the red paper, Erald Sparrow had already snatched it from his hand quickly and left a hurried "thank you."
"Good luck, grab more prizes to show your parents!"
The staff mber shouted encouragent from behind her, making Erald Sparrow's pace quicken. With an expressionless face, she held the red paper, found where the other Magical Girls were, and then just stood with her arms crossed, silent and clearly not intending to continue solving riddles.
About ten minutes later, Mu Baihe, the slowest of the group, finally managed to solve a riddle she thought she could guess, and everyone headed to the prize redemption area with their red papers and answers.
Every visitor who guessed the correct answer could participate in a draw at the redemption area, with the contents being the prizes piled up in the courtyard. Most of the Magical Girl squad guessed correctly, only Moke and Asou Haruka got their answers wrong.
"It doesn't make sense, 'almost turned black' surely refers to gray, why would it be a bird?" This was Moke's query about the correct answer.
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