Prologue: A Tranquil Spring
On the last day of spring break, the cherry blossoms rained.
Although it is not a clear sky, it is not a rainy day, and the spring breeze with a hint of warmth passes through the streets and alleys, bringing the breath of life.
The reflection in the water, the distant view in the air, I don't know who smeared it with a faint blue, the fish and birds swept by, which made people dazzled.
From inside the bookstore, the girl pushed the door open.
She has long jet-black hair, a pair of black and white hairpins stuck in her sideburns, and wears a pink and white dress.
Her pupils were slightly brown, her skin was pale, her face was calm and calm, she blinked her eyes and looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and then took a few steps forward to blend in.
The girl's name is Minami Sato.
Today is also a day of light mood for Nansato Bird.
So when she strolled forward with a convenience bag, she rarely had the leisure to look around.
In this way, I slowly walked to the door of the pharmacy and stopped.
“…… That's about the time, right? ”
She muttered to herself and looked into the drugstore.
Then, I saw a small figure, slowly walking out of the drugstore, and then, it became clear:
It was a girl who looked to be in her early teens, wearing a very simple dress, but with dazzling blond hair. The blonde hair was not long, slightly curly, and at the same time tied into a pair of lively double ponytails by a blue headband.
Her skin is very white, but probably because she is a little tired, so her cheeks are tingle red, and her green eyes are wide open, which is very cute.
She walked out of the door of the pharmacy, saw the last bird at the door, paused slightly, and then nodded hesitantly:
“…… Sister Suetori. ”
"Sure enough, it's still this time."
Suetori glanced at his watch, then looked up and smiled lightly.
"Hmm...... Because each time I take a month's share. ”
Yuki nodded, and struggled to carry the plastic bag in his hand.
"How is my aunt's condition?"
Without extending on the topic, Suetori took a few steps back slightly to give Yuki a place to put the bag down, and then asked.
"Mommy she...... I think it's going to be okay, right? ”
After carefully placing the bag on the ground, Yuki straightened up, then put his hands behind his back and replied with a smile.
"That's right, that's great."
“…… Well. ”
Yuki's eyes wandered slightly, then nodded slightly, and bent down again, trying to pick up the bag.
And the last bird also grabbed the bag at the same time: "Do you want me to help?" ”
"Then ......"
When Yuki heard this, the strength in his hand relaxed a little, but he immediately grasped the bag tighter:
“…… No, not anymore. ”
She lifted the bag again, and though it was almost dragged to the ground because of her short height, she walked forward firmly on her own.
"Yes."
So the last bird followed her:
"My mother said that I made some cherry blossom cakes at home today, and I asked you to take them back."
“…… Aunt Nanzato? No...... That's embarrassing. ”
Yuki looked at the last bird with some confusion, then lowered his head again and shook it gently.
"It's redundant, so it's okay."
The last bird explains:
"Take it, or my mother will deliberately send it to your house."
“…… Aunt Nanli, the relationship with her mother is really good. ”
Yuki lowered his head and sighed quietly.
"I said I was a classmate in high school, and it was a club."
Suetoria walked beside her, looking at the street trees along the street.
"A community's ...... Schoolmate. ”
At the words, Yuki's shoulders trembled slightly, then returned to normal, and walked forward as if nothing had happened.
"Speaking of which, Yuki, you applied for a grade skip last fall, right?"
The last bird asked suddenly.
"Hmm...... Yes. ”
"Skip straight to the first year of high school?"
"That's exactly what happened to the last decision......
"And sure enough...... So, Yuki and I are now in the same class? ”
"Hmm."
Yuki nodded slightly.
"The school is Sakuragaoka?"
"Mom said it was her former high school ......"
"That's really the same as me."
Suetorio said helplessly, but when he said this, he had a smile on his face.
The two men continued to walk side by side, but fell silent for a moment.
After a while, it was the last bird who spoke first:
"What about friends from elementary school? Farewell? ”
“…… My classmates gave me a send-off party. ”
Yuki replied simply.
"It's normal to have a send-off party, but don't you have any friends who have a good relationship?"
Suetori brushed the hair from his sideburns, then pulled the hand carrying the bag behind his back.
"Nope."
"No?"
For Yuki's such a simple answer, Suetori looked at her with some surprise:
"If you're like Yuki, there shouldn't be a few kids who want to be friends with you, right?"
“…… But I don't want to. ”
Yuki's voice was small, but Suetori still heard what she said.
"For what? Wouldn't it be lonely in school? ”
Suetori asked, slightly worried.
"It's fine."
Yuki shook his head.
The small sneakers on her feet looked a little old, and as she walked, there was a sound of tugging on the ground.
She bit her lip and was silent for a long time, and then, after all, continued:
"I think it's better that way."
The wind mixed with the smell of spring was still blowing, caressing Yuki's cheeks, revealing the somewhat lonely smile on her face.
There was still no sunlight in the sky, and there was still no rain.
The road is full of pedestrians and traffic.
Suetori looked at Yuki, and then at a building not far away. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the way:
"That's Sakuragaoka."
Yuki looked in the direction she was pointing, and saw a school building with a clear degree of indistinguishability between old and new, and then saw the gate surrounded by cherry blossom trees.
Sakuragaoka Girls' High School.
This is the word written on the gate.
"My mother always said that if you really get to Sakuragaoka, you will find that this is really a beautiful place."
Suetori grabbed Yuki's shoulder and asked her to turn to the door, "How does it feel?" ”
And Yuki, looking at the cherry blossoms fluttering at the door, for a while, he was in a trance and said:
“…… Well, it's beautiful."
PS: After thinking about it, I feel that I am still a little sorry for the readers, so I will write for a few more days.