Nana Hashimoto stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the sea of clouds in front of him, and the emerald green inadvertently revealed between the clouds and mist, as if he had been in a fairyland. The clear weather provided Nanami Hashimoto with a good view, and through the clouds, the view at the foot of the mountain was clearly visible. As far as the eye can see, Suruga Bay is surrounded by the emerald green Izu Peninsula, and the deep blue sea reflects the golden sunlight, making it as beautiful as a picture.

Nana Hashimoto couldn't help but think of the words from Yasunari Kawabata's novel "The Dancing Girl of Izu": "The handsome Mt. Amagi, the dense woods, the clear sweet springs, the rich autumn colors, and the curling smoke—" and "Minami Izu is a small sunny spring weather, spotless, crystal clear, and really beautiful." The small river that rises below the bath is blessed with warm sunlight. "The colors of the mountains and the sky make people feel the scenery of the southern country", the beautiful romance and youthful throbbing between the protagonist and the "dancing girl" in the novel, the faint sad words, but full of heart-warming warmth, all of which made Nana Hashimoto intoxicated.

"Ahh It's so beautiful! Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, Nana Hashimoto couldn't help but open her arms, as if she wanted to embrace the whole sky.

Looking at Nanami Hashimoto, who was fascinated by the beauty of Mt. Fuji, others seemed to be infected by her, and stopped to enjoy this rare beauty. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Takayama Ichimi and Mahiro Kawamura wanted to shout excitedly, but they were worried that the avalanche guide would stop them, so they could only sigh with some regret at the beauty of Suruga Bay and the Izu Peninsula, and vowed to visit the Izu Peninsula once. On the side, Sayuri Matsumura took out his mobile phone, pointed it at himself, and tried to take pictures of the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The group stayed for a long time, until Yunwu hid this beautiful scenery in annoyance, and then regretfully took a step and reluctantly continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

The snow-capped Mt. Fuji is gilded in gold by the sun, and under a clear sky, this cone-shaped peak shines with holy brilliance. It's no wonder that some people say that Mt. Fuji is at its most beautiful in winter. However, at this moment, Nana Hashimoto, who was trudging on the mountain path with two trekking poles, just wanted to say that it would be a fool not to climb Mt. Fuji once, and even more foolish to climb it a second time. Looking at the top of the mountain that seemed to be close in front of him, the stubborn Nanami Hashimoto had a disposition of not admitting defeat in his heart, gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.

Beyond the 9th station, the summit is already in sight! While saying this to herself, Nanami Hashimoto also encouraged her companions behind her: "Come on, everyone! The top of the mountain is already in sight! We're just one step away from reaching the top! The low pressure at the top of the mountain made it difficult for Nanami Hashimoto to breathe and her voice became a little difficult, but her words still boosted the morale of her companions, and everyone couldn't help but speed up their pace, hoping to reach the summit one step earlier.

Nanami Hashimoto and his party climbed up with difficulty, and the snow made the already rugged mountain path even more difficult. Although with the help of trekking poles, it still made Nanami Hashimoto and others falter. The thin air in the mountains made it even more difficult for everyone to climb to the top, and in such a low-pressure environment, even breathing had to take more effort than usual, and the already heavy equipment on their shoulders became more difficult to bear. But the belief in reaching the top is supporting them to keep moving forward.

Nana Hashimoto didn't feel the pain in her lungs due to the rapid breathing, and stopped a little tired, so she had to take out a portable oxygen tank from her backpack and inhale oxygen to her mouth and nose. The girl who is already in poor health has reached her limit at this moment. After inhaling oxygen for a while, Nana Hashimoto felt much better, looked back at Takayama Ichimi, who also had a bad face, handed her the oxygen tank and said, "Kazmi, do you want to take in a little oxygen?" ”

At this time, Takayama Ichimi, who was already a little speechless, gratefully took the oxygen tank handed over by Nanami Hashimoto, and was about to use it, when he suddenly looked up and saw a road sign behind Nanami Hashimoto that was covered by snow, because of the snow, the handwriting was a little unclear. Takayama raised his hand and pointed to the sign, signaling that Nana Hashimoto had not checked.

Takayama Ichimi's actions made Nanami Hashimoto suddenly notice this road sign, and after reaching out to brush away the snow on it, Nana Hashimoto saw the words "Mt. Fuji Summit, 500m away" written on this road sign, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Everyone! It's only 500 meters from the top of the mountain! ”

Everyone heard Nanami Hashimoto's shout and immediately looked at her. I saw Nana Hashimoto standing in front of a road sign, excitedly pointing to the words on the road sign. Seeing the distance marked on the road surface, everyone seemed to feel a force from nowhere filling their bodies, and their originally heavy steps became brisk, and they excitedly accelerated their pace, wanting to climb to the top of the mountain one step earlier.

Nana Hashimoto pulled Takayama Ichimi, sprinting to the top of the mountain, when the two of them stepped on the top of the mountain, they couldn't help but fall to the ground tired, Nana Hashimoto gasped and looked at Takayama Ichimi, laughing; And Takayama Kazumi was also the same as Nanami Hashimoto at this time, slumping to the ground and looking at Nanami Hashimoto laughing loudly. And Masahiro Kawamura and Sayuri Matsumura, who chased them to the top of the mountain, looked at the two who fell to the ground and were still laughing, and suddenly they also held on to the rocks and laughed. For a while, the top of the mountain was full of the laughter of the girls.

After a short rest, Nanami Hashimoto and his entourage arrived at the Asama Taisha Okunomiya Shrine located at the top of Mt. Fuji. Here, Nanami Hashimoto, who had changed into a shrine maiden costume, and others began the ceremony of picking snow under the personal auspices of the Shinzo of Asama Taisha, who also changed into the official uniform of the priest for ceremonies.

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At the same time that Nanami Hashimoto and others began the snow harvesting ceremony at the top of Mt. Fuji, Nanase Nishino and others had already completed the collection of flowers and branches of the cherry blossoms of Yamataka Kamiyo.

Nanase Nishino carefully hugged the box containing the cherry blossom branches in his hand as if he were holding his most cherished treasure, and was bidding farewell to the monks of Mishoji Temple with Hana Nakata, Minami Hoshino, and Reina Ichirai, and preparing to return to Tokyo by car.

Nishino Nanase looked back at this Kamidai cherry tree that had existed for more than 1,800 years with some reluctance, and remembered the martial artist who planted it in the first place, and couldn't help but sigh the passage of time. Whether it was Emperor Jingxing, who was in charge of the world at that time, or the heroic and extraordinary Wa Jianmei, under the passage of 1,800 years, it has long been turned to dust, and what is left is only a name for people to pay attention to. Only this Kamiyo cherry tree, which has gone through 1,800 years of wind and rain, still stands here today, witnessing the changes of the years.

The people who had left Mishoji got on the commuter bus and prepared to return to Tokyo. Nanase Nishino carefully placed the box containing the Kamiyo cherry blossom branch in his hand on the seat, sat on the side, and rested with his back against the seat.

The girls who had been rushing all night were a little tired, and they were a little reluctant to speak at the moment. Only the diligent Ichirai took out her textbook from her backpack and planned to use the time to review her homework.

Nanase Nishino glanced at Reina Ichirai, who was reciting something in a whisper, shook her head, and closed her eyes.

In a trance, the memories that belonged to Tamako flooded Nishino Nanase's heart again.

Four hundred years ago, Yuzi, who was still in her infancy, once followed Qianye to visit Mixiang Temple to visit friends. However, the friend that Qianye was looking for was not the monk of Mixiang Temple at that time, but this thousand-year-old cherry tree.

Even four hundred years later, Nanase Nishino can still recall Tamako's surprise when she first saw Kamiyo Sakura.

The cherry blossoms in full bloom on the branches slowly fall from the branches in the wind. The petals fluttering in the sky fell to the ground like powder snow, paving the ground with a layer of pink. In the midst of this pink snow, a woman in a gorgeous dress reclined on the branch of the Kamiyo Sakura, one hand supporting her chin, and her expression was languid. The other hand stretched forward slightly, allowing the petals to fall on his hand.

The young Tamako did not despise the woman's appearance, but under the flying cherry snow, the woman reclining on the Kamidai Sakura seemed to have seen through the world and the gorgeous dress woven like cherry blossom petals, but it was deeply imprinted in Tamako's mind. Even 400 years later, Nanase Nishino can still feel the amazement and beauty.

Under Kamiyo Sakura, Chiya points to the woman on the tree and tells the young Tamako that it is the flower spirit of Kamiyo Sakura.

Four hundred years had passed, and Nanase Nishino had never imagined that she would be able to feel the existence of that flower spirit again. Although the spirit of the flower of the Kamiyo Sakura did not appear because it was not the cherry blossom season, it was obviously impossible to get the flower branches of the Kamiyo Sakura, which symbolize life, at this time of year without her help.

Moreover, when Nanase Nishino was picking the flower branches, he heard the voice of the flower spirit.

"I've waited for a thousand years, just so that person can see me bloom again. What are you reincarnated for 400 years? Let him look at you? The voice of the spirit of the cherry blossoms of the god was as elegant as it had been for four hundred years, as if everything in the world could hardly touch her heartstrings.

Nishino Nanase didn't know how to answer, the past four hundred years ago had dissipated like smoke, and if it weren't for the tears that Tamako left on the juniper fan, Nishino Nanase would not have recalled the memories that belonged to Tamako. At this moment, Nishino Nanase is already a little unable to distinguish whether he is Tamako four hundred years ago or Nishino Nanase four hundred years later, and the memories belonging to the two people are constantly entangled in Nishino Nanase's mind. But Nanase Nishino can be sure of one thing, that is, from the depths of her soul, Tamako's love for Chiya, even after four hundred years of reincarnation, is still unforgettable.

Nanase Nishino doesn't hate this feeling, even if it's not a memory of her own.

In other words, whether it is Tamako or Nanase Nishino, they are both deeply in love with this man who has been in his past life for four hundred years at this moment.