章節 145: The Girl's Invitation
On the quiet morning street, the girl and the cold man exchanged silent glances. Beneath the soft sunlight, a gentle smile graced the girl's lips.
Regardless of the frigid gaze directed at her, she remained steadfast, her smile unwavering and warm.
"…" After a moment of silent contemplation, Xiao Mu Yu averted his icy stare, indifferently scanning the curious passersby on the street without uttering a word.
"Ah? Is that you, Afu?" At that moment, a middle-aged woman passing by recognized the girl in this seemingly romantic standoff, her surprise evident. "Afu, you're back? When did you return?"
"Uh… Aunt Bate? Good morning!" Freya replied with a cheerful laugh, her face lighting up. "I just got back yesterday afternoon. It was already a bit late, so I hadn't had the chance to inform everyone."
"Ha ha… It's good to have you back," Aunt Bate said, her heart warmed by Freya's radiant smile, reminiscent of a kind and beautiful sprite. "I've always said, girls shouldn't be running around all the time; it's time to find a handsome young man to marry."
As she spoke, Aunt Bate's eyes gleamed with mischief as she scrutinized Xiao Mu Yu, assessing him as if he were a potential suitor for her daughter. "Hehe… This young man seems quite nice, though he does have a somewhat cold demeanor. Still, he seems well-suited for you, Afu."
Freya, taken aback by the misunderstanding, felt a wave of helplessness wash over her. "No, no, Aunt Bate, you've got it all wrong! Mr. Mu Yu is my senior, not what you think!"
"Senior?" Aunt Bate chuckled at Freya's defense, mischievously winking at her. "What kind of senior? If you're going to make up stories, at least choose a better excuse. I'm not a child of three; such a flimsy lie won't fool me."
"It's true!" Freya protested, her shoulders slumping in defeat.
"Ha ha… Afu, you really think you can fool me," Aunt Bate laughed. "Having a romance isn't something to be ashamed of. You should just admit it. Besides, you're a member of the clergy; how could you have a senior?"
"I…" Freya hesitated, opening her mouth but finding herself at a loss for words, feeling somewhat flustered.
"See? I told you, Afu, you're not cut out for lying," Aunt Bate teased. "I'm not a stranger; what's there that you can't share with me?"
"I… sigh…" The girl sighed in resignation, ultimately unable to continue her defense.
…
Xiao Mu Yu walked with an icy demeanor along the bustling street, his cold gaze fixed on the girl beside him.
Among the throngs of pedestrians, the beautiful girl frequently greeted familiar townsfolk with warm smiles, suggesting that Freya was quite popular in the vicinity.
Indeed, as the most renowned songstress on the continent, her popularity was to be expected; however…
Xiao Mu Yu's expression remained impassive as he observed Freya smiling and waving at a young boy, then suddenly asked, "It seems… they don't recognize you?"
"Hmm? Don't recognize me? What do you mean?" Freya tilted her head curiously, inquiring, "If they didn't know me, how could they greet me?"
"What I mean is… it appears they are unaware of your identity," Xiao Mu Yu replied coldly, pausing to add, "as a songstress."
"Ah… I see what you're saying," Freya exclaimed, her expression brightening. "You see, while I travel the continent as a songstress, here in Maple Snow, I'm merely an ordinary priestess."
"Don't let my appearance fool you; my true identity is that of a priestess serving the God of Harvest," Freya said, resting her chin on her hand with a smile.
"The God of Harvest? A priestess?" Xiao Mu Yu remarked coldly. "So… these people don't recognize you as the most famous songstress, Freya?"
"Um… heh heh…" Freya said bashfully, touching her cheek. "Well… Mr. Mu Yu, you should know, if my true identity were revealed, it could lead to quite a bit of trouble. I wouldn't be able to greet everyone happily like this."
"So, to preserve my simple and joyful life, I've been very careful to keep this secret," Freya explained, playfully twirling a delicate finger. "When I hold concerts on the continent, I always try to avoid hosting them near Maple Snow, and I wear makeup during performances. The difference between how I look in posters and how I look without makeup is quite substantial."
"Thus, while people may occasionally see images of the songstress Freya in promotional materials, they merely think that the beautiful songstress resembles the priestess Afu they know, never realizing they are one and the same," Freya concluded with a cheerful laugh.
As she spoke, the girl clasped her hands together in a pleading manner, gazing at Xiao Mu Yu with a pitiful expression. "So… Mr. Mu Yu, you won't tell anyone about this, right? I know you're the kindest person; you wouldn't want to disrupt Afu's hard-won peaceful life, would you?"
"…" After a moment of silence, Xiao Mu Yu coldly nodded. "Ah… it's fine, you needn't worry. I won't speak of it."
"Ehehe… thank you, Mr. Mu Yu," Freya exclaimed, her forlorn expression vanishing in an instant, replaced by a radiant smile. "I knew you were the best!"
"…" Xiao Mu Yu cast a cold glance at her cheerful smile before turning away, resuming his silent stride.
Following closely behind him, Freya looked at his frigid profile and cheerfully suggested, "Hey, Mr. Mu Yu, since it's still early and the guard hasn't started yet, wouldn't it be better to visit my shrine? It's nearby, and you can wait there until the guard comes on duty."
"…" Eyeing the girl's eager smile, Xiao Mu Yu rubbed his forehead coldly, considered for a moment, and replied, "Lead the way."
"Ehehe… then come with me!" With his consent, Freya's smile widened, her sky-blue hair dancing in the dazzling morning light as she joyfully walked ahead, humming a tune that resembled an angel's song—melodious and enchanting.
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