Chapter 3200: The "Out of Control" Swing
The boy's hand was still tightly grasping the gray-haired girl.

"That's not how swings work."

The boy was serious.

Try your best to hide your fear.

.....
"There should be ropes hanging down from both sides of the swing..."

The boy searched for the image of the swing in his memory.

In fact, there are many types of swings.

But there is no doubt that no swing has only one sitting position.

"...Otherwise, wouldn't it be easy for you to fly out when you swing?"

The boy wanted to make some plans.

But the hand moved.

His body immediately moved as well.

His heart beat violently.

He suddenly didn't dare to move.

His expression was frozen.

……

"Nope."

Crow tilted his head.

There was a hint of confusion on his face.

“I’ve never flown out before.”

……

The boy twitched his lips.

Yes.

Of course the crow won't fly away.

She is a monster.

She is so amazing...

But he couldn't be as calm and relaxed as Yaya.

……

“That’s what a swing is.”

The boy just held on to this point.

……

Crow nodded.

Since the boy said so...

Swings are a human product.

It also happened to be interested in...

Hey.

Crow blinked.

Speaking of which...

The yellowed memories of the past gradually became somewhat vivid.

It seemed that it saw humans swinging on a swing one day and found it interesting, so it also swung on the tree trunk under it like humans.

To it, isn't it just swaying back and forth?

Is there anything different?
……

But now that the boy has pointed it out...

"Clap~"

Raven snapped his fingers.

……

Why! ?

This time, the boy seemed to react faster than last time.

But it still didn't work.

He still didn't know how he got from the tree trunk to...

The boy lowered his head.

The ground was beneath him.

It's closer than before.

……

The boy turned his head and looked at his hands.

His hands firmly grasped...

Ok?
The boy looked stunned.

Several branches were entangled together and hung down like ropes.

His hands moved involuntarily.

so hard.

……

He looked up.

There are lush branches and leaves above.

The red maple leaves brightened up the somewhat gloomy sky.

It also lit up his eyes.

He discovered that maple trees are really beautiful trees.

He had only just discovered this now.

The boy found it a little unbelievable.

……

But what is even more incredible at this moment is...

The boy looked around.

This……

Isn’t it what he just said… the shape of a swing?
……

The boy's eyes fell on the crow beside him.

A look of amazement.

"Crow Crow..."

……

"Is that right now?"

Yaya raised her eyebrows slightly.

……

"Ah."

The boy was stunned by the question.

Then he nodded vigorously.

"Correct."

"That's it."

Isn't this the swing hanging under the tree that he saw on TV?

Amazing.

so amazing.

The boy took a deep breath.

……

"Crow."

The boy tightened his grip on the "rope" at the side.

"how did you do that?"

“This swing…”

The boy was somewhat incoherent.

He was so shocked.

Overly intense emotions seriously affected his expression.

... "...it didn't have it before..."

The boy was still trying to describe what had caused him to lose his composure.

“…How did it suddenly appear?”

How is this done?
What a surprise.

……

The crow grinned.

"Isn't it awesome?"

……

"sharp."

The boy nodded cooperatively.

……

"Giggle~"

"what-"

The clear and melodious laughter of Crow formed a sharp contrast with the trembling voice of the boy's fear.

……

The boy suddenly put his whole body on the "rope" beside him.

His two hands tightly grasped the "rope".

His face turned pale instantly.

Swing...

It's moving! ?

……

Crow was swinging happily on the swing.

Each time it swings higher than the last.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider.

It discovered that, indeed, human things should obey human things.

This swing swings higher than any time before.

It seemed as if it could reach out and pick the maple leaves above.

The wind blew past my ears.

The world becomes smaller in my eyes.

Because it is closer to the sky.

……

The boy's face turned paler.

The huge swing range of the swing completely exceeded the limit of his imagination.

It’s almost parallel to the tree trunk above! ?

Is this reasonable?

Does this sound like a word?

The boy wanted to scream.

Want to stop the crow.

But he couldn't make any sound.

Only a mouthful of wind blew in.

……

He could only curl up like a quail.

The "rope" he held tightly in his arms was his only "lifeline".

His whole body was trembling.

Every time the swing swung to the highest point, he felt like he was going to fall.

Every time the swing fell, he felt like he was about to suffocate.

My neck felt like someone was strangling me.

So sad.

He never knew...

It turns out that swinging on a swing is such a scary thing.

……

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly.

The wind was so strong that he couldn't open his eyes wide.

And the feeling of closing my eyes is too terrible.

The boy tried for only one second before giving up.

Even with his eyes open, the wind constantly stimulated his tear glands, and the scene in front of him was blurry, like a constantly flashing film, but he did not close his eyes again.

……

I saw that the swing was moving from being parallel to the tree trunk to a more exaggerated angle...

The boy wondered, if he didn't speak up...

The crow might let the swing flip right over the tree trunk above!

……

The boy was frightened by his own conjecture.

If that were really the case...

Is he still alive?

Under the great sense of crisis, the boy finally made a sound after trying for who knows how many times -
"Crow!"

……

It was a voice that was almost hoarse.

Although it was shattered by the howling wind.

The intermittent shouts were light and light.

There is no deterrent effect at all.

……

But Crow heard it.

It turned its head and looked at the boy.

"Ok?"

……

The sky behind is gray.

The crow's eyes are grey.

The hair that was blowing in the wind behind Ya Ya was also gray.

However, the picture, which should have been dim, became bright because of the light on the girl's face.

……

Crow is very happy.

Even though the scene in front of him was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, the boy could still see clearly what Yaya looked like at that moment.

This was the happiest look he had seen Ya Ya since he met her...

He was a little absent-minded.

……

Although the boy said nothing, Crow slowly stopped swinging.

……

The boy came back to his senses instantly.

Hey?
The swing...stopped?!

……

The boy looked around carefully.

I found that the scenery around me really didn't change so quickly anymore.

The swing...really stopped.

After realizing this fact, the boy breathed a sigh of relief.

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)