Happy Mid-Autumn Festival - Vocaloid 神威がくぽx巡音ルカ

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 After returning to the inn, the two of them slowly walked back to their room along the wooden corridor. The lanterns outside were still glowing, and the occasional sounds of Chinatown at night could be heard in the distance. Compared with the lively streets from earlier, however, the inn was much quieter now. Luka opened the door and glanced back at the view outside. “We went to so many places today.” Gakupo placed the things he was carrying on the table. “Are you tired?” “A little.” Luka thought for a moment before smiling again. “But I don't want to sleep yet.” Gakupo looked at her. “Then what do you want to do?” Luka pointed toward the balcony outside the room. “Shall we sit there for a while?” “Sure.” The two of them brought the mooncakes and osmanthus tea they had bought earlier and walked toward the balcony. The balcony was not very large, but it was decorated elegantly. Two chairs and a small round table stood beside the wooden railing, with an old-fashioned lamp nearby. From there, they could see the night sky between the roof eaves and the branches of the trees. And the full moon happened to be hanging right within their view. Luka sat down and placed the box of mooncakes on the table. “We bought so many different kinds today.” “Didn't you want to try every kind?” “Because they all looked delicious.” She opened the box. Inside were neatly arranged mooncakes of different flavors. Lotus seed paste, custard, osmanthus, red bean, and several beautifully decorated mooncakes. Luka picked up a custard mooncake. “I want this one.” Gakupo looked at her. “I thought you would choose the osmanthus one first.” “Why?” “Because we've been surrounded by the fragrance of osmanthus all day.” Luka let out a soft laugh. “That’s because it's the Mid-Autumn Festival.” She split the custard mooncake in half and handed one half to Gakupo. “Here.” Gakupo accepted it. “Don't you like custard?” “That’s why I want you to have some too.” “That sounds like a perfectly reasonable explanation.” “It is perfectly reasonable.” The two of them took a bite at the same time. Luka's eyes brightened slightly. “Mmm... It's still delicious.” Gakupo slowly savored his piece. “It is quite good.” Luka looked at him. “Do you always just say ‘quite good’?” “What else should I say?” “For example... ‘It's delicious.’” Gakupo looked at her and deliberately paused for a moment. “It’s delicious.” Luka couldn't help laughing. “That's better.” She picked up her cup of osmanthus tea and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea blended with the cool night air, making the entire balcony feel even more peaceful. They didn't hurry to continue eating. They simply sat on the balcony and talked. They talked about the streets they had seen in Chinatown, the special lanterns they had encountered, and then the decorations inside the inn. Luka mentioned that she liked the folding screen in their room the most. Gakupo, on the other hand, thought the wooden table was interesting. “If I treated this place as my own room, I might sit here and drink tea every night.” “Every night?” “If I had the time.” “Then could I sit beside you too?” Gakupo turned toward her. “Of course.” Luka smiled softly. “Then it wouldn't be boring.” After saying that, she picked up another mooncake. The two of them continued chatting casually. Sometimes they stopped to drink tea. Sometimes they took another bite of mooncake. And sometimes they simply looked up at the moon together. The moon in the night sky seemed as though it had never changed. Bright and perfectly round. Luka suddenly leaned back against her chair and looked up at the sky. “I rarely watch the moon like this.” “Like this?” “Sitting on a balcony without needing to hurry home, with nothing in particular that has to be done.” She spoke softly. “Just sitting here, eating mooncakes, drinking tea, and looking at the moon.” Gakupo listened quietly. “It’s nice to do this once in a while.” “Mm.” Luka nodded. “Especially when I have someone with me tonight.” She said it naturally. But after saying it, she seemed to suddenly realize what she had said and lowered her head slightly. Gakupo looked at her. “I like it too.” Luka raised her eyes. “What do you like?” “A night like this.” Gakupo looked toward the night sky. “No need to hurry, no other things we have to do. Just sitting here and talking with you.” Luka's gaze gradually softened. She said nothing more and simply placed the mooncake in her hand back onto the plate. After a while, she suddenly pointed toward the sky. “Gakupo, look.” “Hmm?” “The clouds have moved away.” The moon, which had been partially hidden behind thin clouds, was now completely visible again. Moonlight fell across the balcony. It also rested upon their shoulders and hair. Luka quietly looked at it for a while. “It’s beautiful.” “Mm.” Gakupo looked up as well. The two of them simply watched the moon together. They didn't need to say anything in particular. Nor did they deliberately search for something to talk about. Sometimes Luka would take another mooncake. Sometimes Gakupo would pour tea for her. Sometimes their eyes would both turn toward the full moon at the same time. And whenever Luka turned her head, she would find that Gakupo happened to be looking at her as well. She would give him a small smile. And Gakupo would smile back. Time slowly passed in this peaceful companionship. There were fewer mooncakes on the table, and the tea gradually ran out. Yet neither of them immediately returned to the room. Luka looked at the moon and said softly, “I think I'll remember this Mid-Autumn Festival for a long time.” Gakupo looked at her. “So will I.” She turned toward him. Their eyes met once again. This time, neither of them said anything. They simply smiled at each other. Then they both looked up at the still-bright moon. On this quiet balcony, the sweetness of mooncakes, the fragrance of osmanthus tea, and the warmth of being together quietly became part of this Mid-Autumn night. Chapter Two — Mooncakes and Moonlight on the Balcony After returning to the inn, the two of them slowly walked back to their room along the wooden corridor. The lanterns outside were still glowing, and the occasional sounds of Chinatown at night could be heard in the distance. Compared with the lively streets from earlier, however, the inn was much quieter now. Luka opened the door and glanced back at the view outside. “We went to so many places today.” Gakupo placed the things he was carrying on the table. “Are you tired?” “A little.” Luka thought for a moment before smiling again. “But I don't want to sleep yet.” Gakupo looked at her. “Then what do you want to do?” Luka pointed toward the balcony outside the room. “Shall we sit there for a while?” “Sure.” The two of them brought the mooncakes and osmanthus tea they had bought earlier and walked toward the balcony. The balcony was not very large, but it was decorated elegantly. Two chairs and a small round table stood beside the wooden railing, with an old-fashioned lamp nearby. From there, they could see the night sky between the roof eaves and the branches of the trees. And the full moon happened to be hanging right within their view. Luka sat down and placed the mooncake box on the table. “We bought so many different kinds today.” “Didn't you want to try every kind?” “Because they all looked delicious.” She opened the box. Inside were neatly arranged mooncakes of different flavors. Lotus seed paste, custard, osmanthus, red bean, and several beautifully decorated mooncakes. Luka picked up a custard mooncake. “I want this one.” Gakupo looked at her. “I thought you would choose the osmanthus one first.” “Why?” “Because we've been surrounded by the fragrance of osmanthus all day.” Luka let out a soft laugh. “That’s because it's the Mid-Autumn Festival.” She split the custard mooncake in half and handed one half to Gakupo. “Here.” Gakupo accepted it. “Don't you like custard?” “That’s why I want you to have some too.” “That sounds like a perfectly reasonable explanation.” “It is perfectly reasonable.” The two of them took a bite at the same time. Luka's eyes brightened slightly. “Mmm... It's still delicious.” Gakupo slowly savored his piece. “It is quite good.” Luka looked at him. “Do you always just say ‘quite good’?” “What else should I say?” “For example... ‘It's delicious.’” Gakupo looked at her and deliberately paused for a moment. “It’s delicious.” Luka couldn't help laughing. “That's better.” She picked up her cup of osmanthus tea and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea blended with the cool night air, making the entire balcony feel even more peaceful. They didn't hurry to continue eating. They simply sat on the balcony and talked. They talked about the streets they had seen in Chinatown, the special lanterns they had encountered, and then the decorations inside the inn. Luka mentioned that she liked the folding screen in their room the most. Gakupo, on the other hand, thought the wooden table was interesting. “If I treated this place as my own room, I might sit here and drink tea every night.” “Every night?” “If I had the time.” “Then could I sit beside you too?” Gakupo turned toward her. “Of course.” Luka smiled softly. “Then it wouldn't be boring.” After saying that, she picked up another mooncake. The two of them continued chatting casually. Sometimes they stopped to drink tea. Sometimes they took another bite of mooncake. And sometimes they simply looked up at the moon together. The moon in the night sky seemed as though it had never changed. Bright and perfectly round. Luka suddenly leaned back against her chair and looked up at the sky. “I rarely watch the moon like this.” “Like this?” “Sitting on a balcony without needing to hurry home, with nothing in particular that has to be done.” She spoke softly. “Just sitting here, eating mooncakes, drinking tea, and looking at the moon.” Gakupo listened quietly. “It’s nice to do this once in a while.” “Mm.” Luka nodded. “Especially when I have someone with me tonight.” She said it naturally. But after saying it, she seemed to suddenly realize what she had said and lowered her head slightly. Gakupo looked at her. “I like it too.” Luka raised her eyes. “What do you like?” “A night like this.” Gakupo looked toward the night sky. “No need to hurry, no other things we have to do. Just sitting here and talking with you.” Luka's gaze gradually softened. She said nothing more and simply placed the mooncake in her hand back onto the plate. After a while, she suddenly pointed toward the sky. “Gakupo, look.” “Hmm?” “The clouds have moved away.” The moon, which had been partially hidden behind thin clouds, was now completely visible again. Moonlight fell across the balcony. It also rested upon their shoulders and hair. Luka quietly looked at it for a while. “It’s beautiful.” “Mm.” Gakupo looked up as well. The two of them simply watched the moon together. They didn't need to say anything in particular. Nor did they deliberately search for something to talk about. Sometimes Luka would take another mooncake. Sometimes Gakupo would pour tea for her. Sometimes their eyes would both turn toward the full moon at the same time. And whenever Luka turned her head, she would find that Gakupo happened to be looking at her as well. She would give him a small smile. And Gakupo would smile back. Time slowly passed in this peaceful companionship. There were fewer mooncakes on the table, and the tea gradually ran out. Yet neither of them immediately returned to the room. Luka looked at the moon and said softly, “I think I'll remember this Mid-Autumn Festival for a long time.” Gakupo looked at her. “So will I.” She turned toward him. Their eyes met once again. This time, neither of them said anything. They simply smiled at each other. Then they both looked up at the still-bright moon. On this quiet balcony, the sweetness of mooncakes, the fragrance of osmanthus tea, and the warmth of being together quietly became part of this Mid-Autumn night.