The evening festival starts at 7:30 p.m., and most of the locals and visitors choose to participate in the event.

Walking on the streets, apart from the familiar chirping of cicadas, only the cool breeze from the sea and the fragrance of flowers and plants remain.

On the left-hand side is a row of longitudinal houses, most of which are lit off, and the doors of the rooms with the lights on can be seen as they are about to leave the house.

On the right-hand side is a small hill that is said to have a god that can grant the wishes of the invokers, but I guess there must be some conditions that must be met to make the wish come true.

The moonlight sprinkled down, and its light was not overshadowed by the brilliant lights of the temple fair in the distance, and a cold and beautiful feeling still rose from my heart.

The road is winding like a sheep's gut path in the forest, and it is not clear where to go.

However, Natsume, who now has a goal, is moving forward, tightening his shirt because the air temperature has dropped slightly, and listening to the noise coming from the temple fair directly in front of him.

It may be a happy thing to be together, but people are always afraid of being alone, which may make people feel extremely painful.

There is no one around you who can support you, or someone who is moving forward with you, no matter what, it feels a little lonely.

However, from birth to the present, who has really worked with him?

Natsume's thoughts and doubts are gradually heating up, and the grogginess coming from his brain seems to be about to swallow up the mood that he had taken care of.

I will work hard, I will be a hero, Natsume admonished in his heart. And take it as the goal of struggle. Since the promise was made. Even if you smile again, you will do it desperately.

Raising his head, he exhaled in the face of the starry sky, and his colorless gas floated into the air, clearly existing, but not visible.

This is the case with oneself, the journey in other worlds is just a dream, and the sorrow of the traveler is very obvious, and it does not exist in the original world. Nor does it exist in the world of traversal.

People who desire happiness often encounter unfortunate things, and even if they put in a lot of energy, they may not be able to achieve the so-called success.

Natsume turns a corner, and on the way, she sees a bottle filled with water and flowers placed under a telephone pole.

Has anyone died? Seeing a cat wandering near the vase, Natsume stomped his foot lightly, like a mouse meeting a cat, and it immediately fled because it was a cat.

Death is a normal thing for anyone, and life has a limit. No matter how hard you try, be brave. Wisdom will eventually pass away.

Of course, this is for ordinary humans, and Natsume is a member of this ordinary human.

"What the hell am I doing?"

Is it really worth it to spend almost all of your life on a world that has nothing to do with you?

No, from the moment I came to this world, I already had a relationship with this world.

Although he is an outsider, he is an outsider with a relationship.

Squatting down, it was not far from its destination, and Natsume thought it might be a good idea to waste some time.

Straighten the bouquet in the vase with your hands, while driving out the insects hiding in the petals, and carefully place them in their place.

I don't know who happened here, but with the memory of the deceased, Natsume still prayed in his heart.

It's really ironic, it's clear that my past self has done those things that can be said to be 'evil', so my good intentions now seem very contrived.

Standing up from the ground and looking at the street illuminated by the street in front of me, it was so close, but it felt very far away.

Next, it's a date with Yakuya, and it's time to go to the temple fair with them, and if you can, you'll decide this time within that time.

However, Natsume, who was thinking like this, never took a step, he felt doubtful and sensed the uneasiness in his heart.

The self that was once regarded as a sin because of that choice is now going to make another choice, and if it fails.

"Will you be disgusted again?"

He promised Yakuya that he would become a hero, but now he can't move forward like a cowardly coward, and I have to say that it's really bad.

"Speaking of which, will there be winter in this world?"

Natsume prefers winter to summer, and the pure white world, pure white color, and cold touch are all very refreshing.

A gust of wind blew behind him, and the car with the honking of the engine drove by, and the driver leaned out to warn Natsume not to stand on the side of the road around the corner.

Then I heard another whining - just like the child.

I don't know who the driver is talking about, but Natsume subconsciously thought of the person who had an accident here behind him.

wanted to turn back, but Natsume found out at that moment that someone had pushed her behind, and the touch on her back was very clear.

Alas?

Could it be that there are ghosts in this world, Natsume couldn't help but shiver when he thought of this, and a cold feeling that only winter could only rise in his heart.

Natsume didn't look back at this time, because he had already taken the first step since he had stopped, or rather, an unknown existence seemed to have done him a favor.

With his left hand in his pocket, Natsume raised his right arm and waved it from side to side.

"Thank you."

I don't know who to say thank you to.,Natsume entered a small slope from the corner of the street.,The life that was pushed.,Maybe you can officially come here.。

Passing through unknown buildings, passing small clearings, and dodging the leaves falling overhead, Natsume climbed the slope and his vision was instantly filled with light.

Lanterns stretching out from the left and right sides hang on the prepared lines, and the bustling streets are flooded with lights.

Different stalls sell different things, and a girl in a yukata, a man holding his family, or a boy waiting for someone under a tree all blends in with the back.

At the entrance, several people dressed in yukata of various colors arrived first, waiting for the others.

Waving at them, Shido, who had been the first to come to his senses, responded by wiping Toka's cheeks, which had been stained with candy apples, with a hand towel.

Next to him, in addition to the ten incense, the four series are also there, and there is an inexplicable extra kite.

"Good evening, why is Iris-san? Aren't the classes different? ”

"Good evening, Natsume-san, I just want to show my most perfect posture to Darling."

Iris gently lifted the cyan yukata decorated with cherry blossoms and said what she thought.

"Very well, they're here too."

Hearing Shimichi's words, Natsume looked back, and Yakuya and C.C. Kuzo also walked up from below, wearing yukata robes, and they seemed to be shining in the light. (To be continued......)