One calm afternoon.

【Continuing Parapsychological Research Society】

Obviously the Golden Week exam is approaching, and the idle duo is still having the usual afternoon tea leisure time.

"Black tea?"

"Add two slices of lemon."

It seems that Miss Sayoko's mood today is not calm, and Hoshino Mahiro takes out a fresh lemon from the fourth dimension's pocket according to the eldest lady's meaning, a small daily skill that she learned not long ago.

"The yokan you didn't finish last time?"

"Today's mood is spicy grass and senbei."

He looked back at his Sayoko a few times, and only after making sure that he hadn't exchanged consciousness with Emi Fujiwara did he prepare the refreshments as she wanted.

It seems that the beautiful girl has also begun to reflect on her sweet daily life after the aquarium round.

Meddlesome.

【このときにおよんでこの目に映る空より舞い降りたまぼろし......】

"Same as last time." Sayoko interrupts Mahiro Hoshino's pleasant singing time.

"What?"

"It's hard to sing, but you can tell you like the song."

"It's still hard to hear, though." She added.

"If it's ugly, don't repeat it a second time." Although Hoshino Mahiro also knows that he sings very badly, at least he hopes that Sayoko can save him a little face.

"What's the name?"

"Confidentiality."

"Smack." A bag of potato chips flew over the air, and this matter was over.

Sayoko doesn't just force Hoshino Mahiro.

At least not in such trifles.

【お前をけして離しはしない】

"It's so sad."

"Don't like it?"

"Sort of." Sayoko nodded, she always felt that something bad might be seen in this song.

"I don't think so."

"Sometimes parting is not a bad thing, meeting and separating are companions, so we should laugh when we meet, so as not to leave regrets when parting."

"We'll have times when we're separated." He said.

"......" Sayoko suddenly wanted to interrupt him by smashing a bag of potato chips, but wanted to continue listening.

Parting is also an inescapable topic for them, sooner or later.

"But that's not something terrible."

"It's not death, it's not separation, it's not everything else that's really scary."

Hoshino Mahiro carefully inserted the lemon slices designated by Sayoko and said lightly.

"The end of all great terror is oblivion."

Forgotten by society, forgotten by friends, forgotten by relatives, forgotten by lovers, and finally forgotten about yourself.

"Did I tell you before?"

“?” Sayoko's gloomy mood calmed down a little.

"If I live beyond a certain point in time, I start to fear death."

"When I was seventy." Sayoko remembers very well that she has been trying since that day.

An attempt to perpetuate time

After the preparation of afternoon tea was completed, Hoshino Shinhiro returned to the table with today's leisure.

"Do you want to know what I'm afraid of before I'm seventy?"

"Lose me?"

"That's part of it." He laughed.

"I'll be afraid I'll forget something."

Something ......? Sayoko quickly thought of the second past he held, a past that was shrouded in fog and completely stagnant.

And the death in it.

"In order not to forget that precious thing, I made him an indispensable half of my life."

Crumpling precious things into the process of growing up, turning the past into a stepping stone to the future.

So, the most fundamental part of Hoshino Mahiro took the place of what he might forget in the future, and he inherited everything from the past.

The people who make up [Hoshino Mahiro] are two pasts, two Hoshino Mahiro.

"Sayoko." Something interesting came to his mind.

"Yes." Sayoko, who was still digesting the information, was stunned for a moment.

"I want to eat you and make you a part of my life."

"So that you won't be forgotten." Hoshino Shinhiro stirred the black tea in the teacup, and saw the future in the ever-changing water waves.

"Smack." He grabbed a bag of potato chips that came at a gallop, and just as he was about to continue teasing, more chips fell from the sky and drowned out the talking guy.

"We'll talk about that later." Sayoko once again regained her composure and composure.

It's just that the ears are red and hot.

……

With the slightly sour black tea and the extra spicy grass and senbei, with the cooperation of Miss Narrator, this late afternoon tea finally began.

"So what happened in the end?" Sayoko was curious and ruled out her tea party that evening.

The main thing is that I didn't eat the meat bun again.

"The meat buns are delicious." Eating a hot meat bun in the twilight impressed Hoshino Mahiro.

Sayoko's little hand was raised, and the uneaten potato chips flew like this.

Unable to continue to stimulate someone who didn't eat the meat bun, Hoshino touched his nose.

"It's not an exaggeration to say what you had a premonition."

"It's better to say that this is the greatest possibility."

From the very beginning of Higuchi Rokuka's commission, he had a premonition that he would not succeed.

But for the cute apprentice, he didn't fully notice it until the dolphin show.

Sayoko-sama used some not-so-honorable eavesdropping methods, and Hoshino really found out.

Sometimes love that is too heavy is not the one who is hurt.

Rather, it is the liberator.

The result is a mixed bag.

The good thing is that the relationship between the two people is restored to being close friends.

The bad thing is Izumi's problem.

So he temporarily borrowed [Rainbow Bridge] to take Meow Dis, who was in heat, away from his girlfriend, and by the way, he took away Brother Crow, who was watching cat movies in the tree.

The results were mixed.

The good thing is that Izumi Nagi is stronger than they thought.

The bad thing is that they can only walk home with the cat and the crow slowly.

"What's going on?"

Hoshino Mahiro thought about it for a moment: "There is nothing else to say except meat buns. ”

Sayoko poked at the lemon slices and was curious: "Isn't there a crying part where tears are shed around the corner?" ”

"Why is there such a thing?"

"Isn't there always a period of low mood after making a heavy decision, and the means of release are often tears."

"Empirically?"

Sayoko recalled her glorious achievements: "I let people try. ”

…… Hoshino Mahiro still doesn't ask what this witch did when she was a child, and you can probably guess that it is the eldest lady of Miss Big who is willful.

"There's no need." He said.

"She's not a kid anymore."

What exactly Izumi Nagi was thinking in his heart, Hoshino really didn't know, but he could be sure of one thing.

Tears are not for her to make up her mind.

"I thought it was going to be even more spectacular." After being silent for a long time, Sayoko's tone could not hide her emotion.

"Like reversing and reversing? Regret after rejection? Frustration after giving up? ”

"There's no need." Mahiro Hoshino recalls that night when there were only tears and no tears.

"That's the wonderful thing a story should have, it's the link that attracts the reader's attention."

"Their story is much longer."

"So much so that we, the onlookers, can't see everything from the beginning to the end."

Hoshino Mahiro and Sayoko play roles in the story, and they play the role of tools to push the main line during the interlude, as well as small characters who are responsible for applauding and shouting.

More stories are over before they even start, it's just that the two leading actors need two supporting roles, so there is this story that seems to them to have no beginning and no end.

Why did Izumi Nagi still give up? What is the story of the past? How far has the journey come? Nothing is known.

That's the main character's turn.

Confidant mentors should learn to hide at critical times and come out to express their opinions after everything has happened, and Hoshino Mahiro understands it this way.

After meeting by chance, participating by chance, and talking about some of their own emotional concepts, things have nothing to do with them.

"There should be a follow-up." Sayoko took a bite of the spicy senbei, and her pink cherry lips had begun to redden.

"A super-sized morning drama?" Shin Hoshino thought about the morning dramas he had watched with his family before.

The so-called super-large morning series is a large-scale serial story episode after episode, season after season.

It's a fitting description.

"You're right, it's not over yet."

A setback does not stop the protagonist, and a temporary stop to the story does not mean the end of everything.

"It's like a little episode." Hoshino Mahiro drank his black tea in one gulp.

"Like it, love it, depressed it, sad it."

"Everything from yesterday will pass with the night."

"There will be a story of tomorrow tomorrow."

Sayoko stuffed her half-bitten senbei into his mouth.

"Like we are now?"

"In one word, it's 'everyday'?" Hoshino tasted the super spicy saliva and came up with a suitable word.

"Perseverance, continuity."

"Every second today can be a stepping stone tomorrow and beyond."

"Everything goes on, every second of the routine goes on."

"Sounds good?" Sayoko-sama also likes this warm word.

"So we need to wait a little longer."

"Our business?" Sayoko-sama blinked.

"I'm actually talking about Nagi."

"Smack." Potato chips don't understand the love of two people.

"I like the original." Mahiro Hoshino calmly opened the package and fed the beautiful girl who pretended to be angry.

……

"Hopefully there will be a good ending in the end." The two walked side by side on the road at dusk.

"Higuchi-san's business?"

"Our business." Sayoko took his hand again.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Thinking about the story that may be reopened in the future, Hoshino Mahiro couldn't help but smile.

"Everything takes time."

Love will continue, unspoken love will continue.

Now I need a little [Daily]

End of the first volume.