Looking at the phone on the coffee table—Fillier didn't make a move.

Originally, I should have been looking forward to this call, right? But now, I don't have the slightest intention to pick up my phone.

Even if you pick it up, what can you do? Now the strange relationship between the two... Perhaps, I shouldn't have any more thoughts, or I should end it sooner... Compare well...

Originally, the personalities of the two people are very different... One has a bad taste, and the other has no cold taste; A frivolous one is going to die, and a rigid one is not cured; One likes to make a lot of noise with everyone, and the other prefers to stay alone in the bright sunlight to read or specialize in magic...

The only thing in common is that both of them are not good at falling in love...

[Me and you... Perhaps, it was a mistake from the beginning...]

The ringing still doesn't stop.

Speaking of which, this song seems to have been chosen by Luca, who is an otaku himself-it seems to say what sa... Saber's theme song? The idiot also said that when he saw himself, he immediately thought of that character... Ah, I just beat him up that time...

However, what kind of content will be behind the ringtone this time?

[I see... I'm not in the mood ... Are you afraid to pick up the phone...]

The more they recalled the past of the two, the more Fillel's thoughts drifted to the bad side-

Perhaps, this call is to officially propose to break up, right?

Ah, that's right, with that guy's lack of common sense, he would definitely not think of how hurtful it would be to propose to the woman on Christmas Eve~~

… Hehe, does it really hurt?

In terms of responsibility - Luca does not need to take even the slightest responsibility for himself from start to finish.

Emotionally - two years of getting along ... Where can you tell that you really like him? At most, it's just a level of favorability... You don't believe it when you tell others, do you? In this era, two young men and women who have been dating for a year have never even hugged...

If Luca did propose to break up - there would probably be a lot of people who praised him with a look of approval, and he finally figured it out, right? Originally, is it necessary to follow a woman who doesn't treat you as a human being?

No one would believe that I would be heartbroken.

Really, no.

“… I'm not going to cry... Even if you really... Don't want to see me cry... If I cry, with your character of a rotten good person in your bones... I'm afraid I'll regret it..."

"I don't have that right to tie you up... You're stupid and have no common sense, but you're a good boy... There should be someone who is more suitable for you... That person, it can't be me..."

For a magister, a communication tool that is usually as light as a feather is now so heavy.

However, Fillier did not hear the boy's familiar voice coming from the earpiece.

Because, she misunderstood one thing—although there was no doubt that the message came from Luca, it wasn't a phone call, it was an email—or rather, a photograph.

In the photo, he is 22 years old, although he is far from being a mature man, but he has also taken off his childish roadcard a few times, and his long pink hair is no longer there, but has become shoulder-length hair; Still, the clumsy – of course, the guy himself called it hearty – smile was still the same.

Standing in a ring shape with both hands in a ring, the space between the two hands just circled part of the store's name in the signboard behind the storefront - BLACK. WOOD. COFFEE, "WOOD" of Cafe Kuroki.

"Ahh Here it is..."

Fillier certainly won't forget this place – even though it's far away in the UK, it's also the place where the two first dated.

There was no doubt that the experience was terrible - Luca, who proudly said that the coffee he made was infinitely tastier than the results of these ordinary people, sprinkled a very strange color of "cinnamon" into her and her cup before Fillel could react - and then, as expected, the cinnamon turned into giant sponge creatures and flew around, and then kept splitting, making the whole store like a slime lair...

"Ahaha... Now that I think about it, you're stupid... I didn't even do a little experiment, so I rushed over to offer treasure... And afterwards he said, 'Actually, slimes are also very cute...', and my face couldn't help but twitch..."

"远(とお)い梦(ゆめ),今(いま)もまだ见(み)ている,つかの中(ま)を資(つむ)いでは永(とわ)へと,この想(おも)いprayer(いの)りに托(たく)すから,いつまでもsmile(ほほえ)みを描(えが)いて..."

The bell rang again, though he didn't grasp what Luca's picture meant—Fillier pressed the acceptance button without thinking.

The second email, the second photo — this time, Luca appears to be standing in a square in New York — with him facing the camera, holding out his index finger and pointing to the roof of the building behind him — pointing in the direction of the U in the United States.

“… It looks like the place you made the ruins of the battlefield has been restored..."

That square is also part of the memories of the two - that was their birthday last year, right? Luka, who mysteriously said that he was going to give himself a gift, took himself to the square at night, and then at 0:00, beautiful fireworks erupted into the sky around the square - it should have been like this, but because of this guy's impatient installation device, the launcher exploded - the two of them didn't care, but it hurt the innocent citizens around them...

"Then, even though it was my birthday, it turned into a big mess to rescue the injured... What should I say about you... However, as a healer, you yourself have created wounded, and you yourself are probably the saddest..."

The third photo that came back - it is a very appropriate picture, looking down from the top down, looking up at the camera of Luka, the cold air exhaled from his mouth is clearly visible. On the brightly lit avenue, the beautiful floor tile lamps outline a merry. X'mas, stepping on a certain "merry" e, Luca uses his feet to make up for the opening of the e - it looks like an a.

"Christmas Avenue... This place, thank you for remembering..."

In the 72nd year of the new calendar, the place where the two once walked together, now the impression is very vague, if it weren't for the very chic floor tile lamp, I'm afraid Fillier wouldn't even leave a little image - because that trip was not romantic at all, only a guy got the wrong place and missed the depression of the premiere of a movie he was looking forward to...

The fourth photo - the city that never sleeps, at the top of a certain building, the man has his hands outstretched, and behind him is a huge neon light, the letters M and E, which are just between the outstretched arms...

"The City That Never Sleeps Mall... This bastard, that time he clearly said that he would accompany me to shop, but unknowingly slipped away to the electrical appliance store alone... Later, they even used the radio to find me..."

Remembering the words on the radio, "Dear Fillier, Fillier, your guardian is looking for you...", Fillel's teeth itched angrily, and after a moment, he couldn't help but laugh - because he remembered Luca's panicked face at that time.

"As a result, because of his incoherent speech, the staff thought he had lost his child... Ha Lu Ha..."

Four photographs, taken in the four worlds of the world; The four photos represent the epitome of the memories of the two in the past year; Four photos, each representing a failed attempt...

But even if it is all failures, you can still feel happiness;

Even if it is messy, the aftertaste is warm;

Even if you can't cry or laugh, the last thing you feel is still happiness.

At the end of the ring, the woman answered the phone-

That stupid voice, for the first time on Christmas Eve—

"Philier..."

End of the novella