Sakura Yuki hurriedly caught up and began speaking anxiously,
"Sorry, could you possibly—"
"No." Beichuan Si's voice was calm as he cut her off in response.
"Eh?! But I haven't said anything yet?" Sakura Yuki's voice faltered.
"Anyway, you were certainly going to say 'could you take me with you,' 'I could be useful too,' right?" Beichuan Si spoke as if he had seen through Sakura Yuki's thoughts.
"You—" Sakura Yuki's spiritual body trembled, her voice sounded somewhat frantic, "How did you know?"
"..." Beichuan Si.
Beichuan Si glanced at Sakura Yuki, feeling as though he had had this sort of conversation with a girl surnamed Shinkai before. After a moment of silence, he said, "I have no reason to take you in."
"But, but didn't you take in another little one?" Sakura Yuki pointed towards the small doll on Beichuan Si's shoulder.
Nishijou Kelian.
"Kelian is my family." Beichuan Si's voice became even more tranquil.
He lifted his cold gaze and glanced at Sakura Yuki.