New week, Monday, 6:50 a.m.

"I'm out of the house."

The two of them, who changed into school uniforms and did a good job of going out, put on their schoolbags, came to the entrance to change their shoes, and went out together.

The spring breeze blows through the streets, and the cherry blossom trees bloom even more brilliantly.

Perhaps, this is the time of the late cherry blossoms, and they are all trying their best to bloom with the last beauty, right?

When I came to Chiyoda Station, I boarded the same crowded train with office workers and students from other schools, and the two of them grabbed the rings in the carriage.

"During the lunch break, I have to go to the club room to tidy up the miscellaneous items and place the items."

"I see, leave it to me."

"Hmm."

After this conversation, the two fell silent.

It wasn't until eight minutes later, when the tram arrived, and they stepped out of the carriage and stepped on the platform in unison, that there was a new conversation.

"Anyway, although it's a little late to ask, can the three-person community really be recognized?"

"No problem, we're just a hobby club, and the minimum number of people is three." Shiraishi explained softly.

"What about the advisors? Who is it? Izumi Kurose asked again.

"Teacher Furumi, I asked her to be a consultant, but she is only in name and will not guide us."

"I didn't expect it to be Teacher Furumi, do you have a good relationship with her?"

Megumi Furumi was not only the homeroom teacher of Izumi Kurose in the second grade, but also the first grade.

In my impression, she seems to be quite serious, an old-fashioned and dignified teacher.

It seems that some people have asked her to be a club advisor, but they have all been rejected - said Matake Hirazawa.

At that time, he said it casually, and Izumi Kurose didn't bother to write it down.

"It's not a good relationship, it's someone my parents know." Shiraishi Chiren stared ahead, and responded nonchalantly.

“……”

Izumi Kurose was dumbfounded, not knowing how to respond.

Shiraishi Qianlian's family relationship sounds quite complicated, and he is not easy to understand and interfere with rashly.

This kind of thing is very sensitive, and it cannot be based solely on one's own opinions and hearsay, but must be understood in order to be able to speak about it!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shiraishi Qianren also understood something, so he spoke: "Don't worry about me and my parents not getting along, we have been separated for five years, and occasionally we will have contact, not much." ”

"Hmm."

"I don't feel dissatisfied or unhappy, because it's good that they're happy."

“……”

Izumi Kurose stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, Shiraishi Chiren also stopped and looked back at her sideways.

The cold and transparent eyes, the soft and snow-white little face, there are no mood fluctuations, some are just calm.

Looking at her like this, Izumi Kurose pursed her thin lips and said in a dry voice, "What about you?" Shiraishi, are you happy? ”

"Me?"

Shiraishi Qianren was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to be asked rhetorically.

Immediately, she smiled and said something that made Izumi Kurose feel inexplicable: "I must be happy, at least now, recently." ”

Izumi Kurose didn't know what happiness she was referring to, or what it meant, but she could feel it, and it might be a little heavy.

At this moment, how he wanted to have the incomparable courage to prompt himself to say the words: "I want you to be happy." If you can, let me give it. ”

But he didn't have the courage and didn't feel that the atmosphere was right and the relationship was in place.

When you say this, you must have the courage to give up everything, and you must also have the ability to take all the responsibilities.

Seventeen-year-old Izumi Kurose, I don't know if he has the courage and responsibility, but he can also understand that if he says it at this moment, it will be too arrogant.

Being responsible for other people's lives is not as simple as one plus one, an extra pair of chopsticks, and more expenses.

If it were that simple, Izumi Kurose would dare to arrogantly let Shiraishi Chiren hand over her life to herself, and he would be responsible for and give happiness.

……

"Kurose, it's time for school."

"Hmm."

Before they knew it, they had walked down the long cherry blossom ramp to the school gate.

All around, there were noisy human voices, and people shuttling by, wearing the same style of school uniforms.

At this moment, Izumi Kurose felt that he seemed so different and alone, and he was so special.

Unlike these people who enjoy and worry about youth and school, he is worried about the big questions about life.

Walking into the school building and coming to the shoe cabinet to change shoes, Izumi Kurose glanced at Chiren Shiraishi, who was beside him and bent down to lift the heel of his shoes in the room.

In retrospect, two weeks ago, their relationship was cold enough to say hello in person.

But now, they are living together and have become special friends.

All this is so illusory that it feels unrealistic, like a beautiful dream.

"The cherry blossoms are dying."

Izumi Kurose glanced out the window again, the cherry blossom trees that had withered most of them and had become a little bare, and felt a little emotional.

But what he didn't know was that it was not only the cherry blossoms that were about to wither, but also his own heart.

In this brilliant and bright spring, his love affair took an unimaginably short time from taking root to withering.

"It'll be again next year." Chiren Shiraishi followed and looked out the window, "The falling cherry blossoms will become nutrients for the land, and the next year will make the flowering trees more delicate." ”

"yes, yes."

Izumi Kurose nodded, and Chiren Shiraishi left the shoe cabinet and walked into the classroom together.

Naturally, this behavior caused boos from classmates, and also caused them to talk in low voices, speculating about the progress of the relationship between the two.

Most of the boys are puzzled and unwilling, and they don't know why a gloomy person like Izumi Kurose can win the favor of the "Lone High Fall King".

Izumi Kurose hung his schoolbag on a hook next to his desk, and after he sat down, Matake Hirasawa came up and said hello.

"Izumi, morning."

"Morning." He nodded and said hello in return, "How's the weekend going?" Did you kid come out? ”

"Hehe, I played two sisters, and when I heard Ying-chan call me Ernie sauce, I came out all of a sudden." Matake Hirasawa scratched his head and laughed.

"You, there's no help."

Kurose Izumi shook his head and sighed, wondering why his friend was obsessed with paper people when he was obviously a standard freshman.

Obviously rich, handsome, and athletic, but stupid.

But isn't it enough to be handsome and rich?

These two elements are the killer features of contemporary women!

"Come on, come out with me, I have something to talk to you." Matake Hirasawa glanced at Chiren Shiraishi.

Izumi Kurose suddenly understood and understood that he was probably going to ask about himself and Shiraishi Chiren.

"I'm not going." He glanced over the window and looked out the window at the school yard.

"Come on, it's not about you, it's about mine!"

Izumi Kurose turned his head again, carefully examined Hirasawa Matake's face, and found that he looked serious, vaguely uneasy.

"Let's go."

He didn't talk much nonsense, stood up, hooked Hirasawa Matake's shoulders and walked out of the classroom.

Before leaving, he turned his head again, glanced at Shiraishi Qianlian, his lips moved silently, and made a lip speech:

"I'll go out for a while."

Shiraishi Chiren nodded slightly, revealing a smile.

At this moment, Izumi Kurose turned his head, and Matake Hirasawa walked out of the classroom.