Chapter Eighty-Seven: Farewell, Sakamoto-kun.

"I received an invitation from 'a certain space development organization' and prepared to cross the ocean. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"I am committed to the 'Mars Migration Project' that I have always longed for, and I am deeply honored to be able to participate in it."

"The Year Spent with the Given......"

"Cut!"

As Sakamoto stood on the class podium to say his final goodbyes to the crowd, a plate of cake flew towards him and smashed directly onto the blackboard behind him.

In everyone's surprise, Sera wore funny yellow underwear and said with a big belly: "It's a pity, before leaving, let us see your embarrassed face!" ”

"Sakamoto-kun, before you leave, I'm going to get your face model and put it as a souvenir when I miss you in the future."

Xiaomei held the same cake in her hand and swore by it.

Kuronuma said directly and unceremoniously: "Please taste the special pie of the love food, this is my last love." ”

Mixed in with the crowd of girls, there are also boys who are preparing to attack Sakamoto.

Adun took the biggest plate of cake and said, "This is a shameful battle in the past, and I won't lose again." ”

Even Shigeru Kobayashi, the head teacher of the second class of the first year, was angry with the soul of vindictiveness, and behind his weak body was a strong fighting spirit! And there are two plates of cakes in his hand!

"The teacher wants you to know what ginger is old and spicy! …… Give me an attack! ”

Everyone shouted in unison: "Ah!! ”

'Bang! ’

'Bang! ’

'Bang! ’

Several plates of cakes were smashed directly into Sakamoto's face, one after another, so that he could only dodge, and the slightest mistake would bloom on his face!

"Look at the move!" Morita took advantage of Sakamoto's inattention, and directly came to a big buckle basin, and he was about to hit Sakamoto, but unfortunately he finally smashed Yasuda's face.

Yasuda: "Boy, you can see clearly, Sakamoto is over there, give it to me!" ”

The situation is even more critical.

Sakamoto jumped up from the ground and passed through layers of encirclement, and at this moment, Sera killed him: "Sakamoto, during your time in the United States, I will become a well-known comedian in Yumoto!" ”

'Smack! A plate of cake was pasted on Sera's face.

"Sakamoto-kun, I'll make you regret leaving me! I will become a plump and plump woman with a good body who does not lose to the muscles of American girls! ”

'Smack! A plate of cake was covered in Kuromara's face.

"Sakamoto-kun, I will study hard in the future, and I will become a big man in the world in the future and be a useful person!"

'Smack! A plate of cake was pasted on Aden's face.

"Woo, woo, Sakamoto-kun......"

'Smack! Before Kubo could speak, he was covered with cake.

"Didn't we say yes and not cry in front of Sakamoto?"

In the pursuit of countless people, Sakamoto can always use his light body to dodge their attacks again and again.

When the cake of the demon flurry was used up, Sakamoto had already arrived at the door of the classroom.

"Alright guys."

Sakamoto held the last plate of cake on his pointed fingers and said softly, "There will be a period later." ”

The mournful melody suddenly sounded.

The prefectural school of high school seemed so quiet for the first time.

No one spoke, and they all silently looked at Sakamoto's back, and gradually disappeared at the door.

"You're going to the United States, you're lying."

8233 stopped Sakamoto who was leaving on the road, and he had already seen Sakamoto's mind clearly, so he asked.

"I don't know."

"There's nothing to be nostalgic for?"

"If there is, it's just how many holes there are in the ceiling of the health room."

8233 smiled slightly: "What a guy who can't guess." ”

The cherry blossoms in the sky fell into the air one after another, and gradually disappeared with the lonely and depressed back of Sakamoto.

"Sakamoto-kun !!"

Suddenly, there was a painful sound in the school, and I don't know who was the first to speak, even if he couldn't see Sakamoto's back, he would definitely be able to hear the sound of farewell.

"There will be a date later!! I will never forget your !! ”

"Goodbye, Sakamoto-kun!!"

"We'll always be friends!"

"I will, always, always remember you!"

All the people in the first class of the prefectural school fell to the window of the classroom, staring at the last figure of Sakamoto.

It was supposed to be good not to cry, but it made everyone full of tears.

Sakamoto slowly turned away.

The tears in his eyes were also hazy.

"Goodbye."

"Guys, really, goodbye."

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With this moment, the visitors in the live broadcast room of the two-dimensional empire silently launched a barrage.

In the midst of this, Hei Mo's heart was also extremely uncomfortable.

Even though we have seen the parting scenes countless times, human beings cannot stop the spread of sadness.

[Moved, I'm already crying, wow wow wow......! ] 】

[In three months, Sakamoto is gone. 】

[Anchor, please, let Sakamoto's episodes increase a little.] 】

[Please, anchor, we really don't want to give up Sakamoto! 】

Seeing this, Heimo shook his head slightly.

Everything has an end day, time too, so does life, and so does anime.

An anime that can never be finished can only remain in people's hearts.

For the last time.

Sakamoto's closing song sounds.

Tens of millions of tourists, in the deepest part of their hearts, also hummed.

{Grasping the reality of yesterday and today}

{Don't miss the moment that passes}

{Hold on to this moment}

{Hazy Dreams}

{Don't let it go away}

{Grasp the present that has just begun to pass}

{Say goodbye to days gone by}

{Lies told are tears that don't go away}

{Pick up dropped words}

{Let's keep going}

{Grasping the reality of yesterday and today}

{Don't miss the moment to give up}

{Embrace this moment with your heart}

{Hazy Dreams}

{We don't have much to lose today}

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Prefectural High School of Letters.

Mr. Tsunoda stood at the entrance of the school and was organizing the students to leave the school.

"Don't just think about being lazy just because spring break starts tomorrow."

"Got it, got it."

"Teacher, how many degrees is your flat head today?"

"Long-winded! It's a perfect 90 degrees today! Nerds! ”

Just as Tsunoda was losing his mind, a student with a cake on his face walked by, and he couldn't help but ask.

"You're the one?"

"What do you have to do in Shimosakamoto?"