Prologue A certain girl who used to be a teenager
That seems like a long time ago.
"Because, I like Mr. Song the most!"
Actually, it doesn't last that long – as long as you close your eyes, the soft touch seems to be close at hand.
"-So, as long as Mr. So, I can be happy!"
The girl who tells her mood like this has a flawless and moving smile on her face.
…… Why didn't you find out earlier?
I have been perfunctory with the language and attitude of **, and at this moment, it is finally time to reckoning.
…… It would have been nice to have found out earlier.
People always realize what they have lost after they have lost something that they have neglected.
This is the sorrow of the forsaken, and it is also the shackles of the forsaken.
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Suzu –
Syllable.
The rudely knocked alarm clock rolled off the head of the bed and fell to the ground, and the battery rolled out of the flipped bell cover, dripping and spinning in circles.
The owner of the bed slowly propped himself up, staring blankly at the air in front of him, and of course, there was nothing there.
“…… It's true, I have bad enough dreams. ”
After exhaling slowly, the girl expressed her honest feelings.
A long time has passed since that day, when the life of a young man named Licorice was completely turned upside down, and it was also the day when a girl named Licorice Song was born, and those stories that were once ridiculous have also turned into waves in the depths of memory, occasionally rising and falling in the bumps of the sea.
“…… Really, I don't even want to remember it. ”
So'er scratched her long black hair that made Chiwa envious with some irritability, but although she was praised many times, she was originally a boy but was exaggerated to have a big and Nadeshiko demeanor, and she really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
“…… But, boys. ”
A somewhat bitter smile appeared on her face.
Human beings are creatures that will give in to objects that they thought they would never bow their heads to, and such a process is called growth.
Now I am no longer the panicked high school boy.
Maybe it's not just the memories of the people around him who have been tampered with, making the existence of licorice a given, and even being affected by the absolute choice.
"Jocorah...... How's it going? ”
It's just that occasionally like now, I remember the girl who used snacks as a name.
The only guarantee is that the messenger of the gods will always be full of vitality, and such an unreliable girl will always give people the feeling that they can survive no matter how harsh the environment is.
“…… Worrying now won't help. ”
Sighing silently in her heart, Song'er bent down and picked up the alarm clock. The hand showing the time on it was fixed at six o'clock when the battery flew out.
“…… Really, it's a weekend. ”
Yawning as if complaining, So'er picked up the housewear stacked at the head of the bed with a somewhat vague step, and after taking off her pajamas, she put the hem of the slightly fat housecoat that originally belonged to Kiryu Tsuneko.
“…… Today, it seems that you are going to visit Kashiwazaki house, right? ”
In order to sober up as soon as possible and silently recite the itinerary in today's original plan, while sorting out the folds at the collar, Soo'er walked to the windowsill in front of the desk and opened the curtains, the slightly dazzling sunlight of the summer morning sprinkled all over the room, driving away the cold that originally belonged to the morning, and the warm light made So'er yawn again.
"Really, a peaceful morning."
The squinting Kanako doesn't hate this laid-back feeling.
- At this time.
Located directly below the son's room, in a young man's room, a girl's terrible screams were heard.
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PS: The prologue chapter has few words, and it is not included in the guaranteed update...... There should be another one tomorrow.
PPS: Students who are tutors are going to take the college entrance examination, forgive me......