The four seasons of the mountain village change year by year, and for this small village that seems to be isolated, the four seasons of the year always seem to be the same, making it difficult to tell whether it is peaceful or boring, but there are always people who will like this kind of life.

In four years, Sakurako has also grown from the child back then to a slim girl. The old monk is older, but he is still dexterous. The beginning has not changed at all, and four years may not be a long time for her.

"The cherry blossoms are in full bloom again today, and Sakura should like it, mood: happy. ”

In the room, Chu wrote down today's diary, although she would only write a short sentence every day, but after four years, the booklet in her hand was almost full.

The tip of the pen fell, but a pink and white petal flew in through the window and landed next to her book.

Put down the pen and slowly close the notebook.

Chu stretched out his hand and pinched the pink white, the petals were very soft and comfortable to the touch.

Look up at the window.

Outside the small courtyard is already full of petals, and the cherry blossoms in spring are like snow in winter.

The cherry blossom tree planted in the small courtyard swayed in the wind, with the sound of a shuttle.

Looking at the scattered cherry blossoms outside the window, Hatsu stood up and walked out.

Walked outside the room and the sun was warm.

Chu's eyes narrowed, no matter how many times she had seen such a scene, she still couldn't help but be attracted.

"It's beautiful, isn't it, but it's only for a few days. ”

Sakurako's voice came from behind her, and she turned her head at first.

Behind her, a slender girl stood in front of the door, her long black hair hanging down her waist like silk, and the simple light pink clothes reflected the girl's somewhat dusty beauty. With a light smile on his face, the lines are soft.

Sakurako is no longer the taciturn girl she used to be, but now she has become a girl like Sakura.

In her hand was a plate with several small round balls of various colors on it.

"The cherry blossoms only bloom for about a week. ”

As if she was sorry, Sakurako looked at Hatsu, smiled, put the plate on the ground, and sat down.

"Do you want to eat dumplings, I made them myself?"

The old monk went up to the mountain early in the morning to pick wild vegetables, so Sakurako made some food by herself.

"Eat. ”

Hatsu stared at the dango, nodded without hesitation, and sat next to Sakurako.

The dumplings don't know what the flavor is, but they have a faint sweetness.

The two sat in the cherry blossoms.

At first, she was thinking about eating dumplings, but Sakurako was thoughtful.

"How old are you?"

"I don't remember. Chu had dumplings stuffed in his mouth, and his speech was a little vague.

"Don't remember?"

"What about your parents?"

“······” Chu paused, shook his head, and continued to say, "I don't remember." ”

"Don't you remember?" Sakurako said, tilting her head.

Also, I was a messenger at the beginning, wasn't it, family or something······

"Chu. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry. ”

"Why?"

"Nothing. Sakurako smiled and whispered, "Is the dango delicious?"

"Delicious. "The dumplings are a little glutinous, and it took some effort to swallow them at first.

"Then in return, help me tie my hair. In the cherry blossoms, Sakurako turned around and took out a hairpin from her arms and handed it to Hatsu.

This hairpin was given to her at the beginning of two years ago, and it was a gift made from the branches that the swallows gave to Chu that year.

"Good. Chu You put a ball in his mouth and nodded in agreement.

Sakurako turned her back and lowered her head, and at first she took the hairpin and gently curled Sakurako's hair.

Thinking about the sound of the wind blowing the cherry blossom trees, Sakurako said suddenly.

"Chu, if I get revenge, you'll be gone, right?"

"Hmm. Chu replied truthfully, taking away the sin, she would go.

"Really?" Sakurako muttered, lowering her eyes.

There was a long silence before she continued.

"Actually, I don't know if I want revenge anymore. ”

She cherishes everything in front of her, and even if she kills her enemy, her parents will never come back. So she didn't understand whether she should take revenge or not.

Behind Sakurako, Hatsu was silent, because whether or not to continue the mission was the summoner's choice, and Hatsu would not intervene.

Sakurako felt the gentle hands that coiled her hair, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"If I don't take revenge, won't the first mission be considered a failure, and it will make you very embarrassed, right?"

Hatsu didn't answer, and Sakurako waited for Hatsu's answer.

Finally, Chu swallowed the dumpling in his mouth and said.

"If it's Sakurako, it's okay. ”

In front of the room, Sakurako's expression was stunned, her eyes moistened slightly, she looked down at the cherry blossoms that fell in front of her, and said with a smile.

"yes, that's right. ”

Hatsu tied the hairpin in his hand into Sakurako's hair and tied it into a simple hair.

"Tie it up. ”

But what she didn't expect was that the next moment, Sakurako turned around, hugged her with red eyes, and buried her face in her arms.

In the first year of junior high school, he didn't control his center of gravity well, and leaned back, and with a muffled sound, the two fell on the wooden floor in front of the room together.

The cherry blossoms fell to the ground, and the two fell into the cherry blossoms.

Of course, the first pad is underneath.

"Chu. Sakurako lay on Chu's body, didn't let go of her hand, just said in a slightly trembling voice.

"You're really too cunning. ”

At first she felt some wetness in her chest, and she didn't know why Sakurako suddenly called her cunning.

She just lay there blankly and let Sakurako hold her.

"Well, I'm sorry. ”

······

There was a stranger on the street of the mountain village, and the villagers walking on the road would look at him from time to time, but no one was ready to go up and talk to him.

For the stranger did not seem to be so easy to get along with, he wore a hat with a face covered, a straw pole in his mouth, and a brownish-red sword in his arms.

He didn't say a word along the way, not even a glance at the blooming cherry blossom mountain, just walked with his head down.

Until he reached his destination, the only temple in this small village.

Chishin-ji Temple.

The swordsman wearing the hat raised his head and looked at the words on the temple plaque, and he stood at the temple gate for a long time.

"Is it a temple? Pressing the hat above his head, the swordsman seemed to sigh.

"Then it's better not to commit murder here. ”

With that, he turned to leave.

Although he wants to kill a person in this temple, he doesn't have to kill in the temple, does he?

After all, it is a pure land of Buddhism, so it is better not to be stained with blood.