Why is there the name of Mao Asai on the stele?

At this time, Naoki Natsume's thoughts were a little confused.

According to Amamiya Chizuru, the names engraved on the stele are all names of people who died in a car accident ten years ago.

Same name and surname?

So far, he couldn't think of a better explanation, so he comforted himself in his heart.

But there is no way for a man to deceive himself, and his intuition tells him that this is nothing more than self-deception.

Amamiya Chizuru, who was holding in her arms, was still crying, crying very sadly.

Yes, after all, it was her dearest relative who passed away, and I don't know when I will cry when I will touch the scene, not to mention that I am by her side now.

Maybe in the eyes of Amamiya Chizuru, he is now a harbor that he can rely on, so he vents his discomfort so unabashedly.

Thinking of this, Naoki Natsume hugged her tightly again.

The warmth is mutual, and so is the reliance at this moment.

Mao ......

He couldn't bear to look at the stele again, as if he was running away from something.

"Why did I have a car accident that day," Amamiya Chizuru cried breathlessly, sobbing, "Why did my mother die......

At this time, any language was pale, and Naoki Natsume just gently stroked the back of her head with his hand, hoping to convey his comfort at the moment.

Suddenly, a drop of rain fell from the sky, dripping behind his ear and running down his cheek and down his chin.

It's not a delusion this time.

Looking up at the sky, low dark clouds had pressed up, faintly accompanied by the sound of thunder.

First their roar approached in the distance, then the rustle of the grass at their feet, and finally the sound of their clothes.

Freezing rain is coming.

"Let's go back." Naoki Natsume said to Chizuru Amamiya in her arms, and then reached out to wipe the tears from her face.

But it was soon wet with rain again.

In the end, even Amamiya Chizuru herself couldn't tell what was on her face.

"Hmm." She nodded, her shoulders still twitching slightly.

I don't know if it's because of the cold brought by the freezing rain or because of sadness.

"Let's find a place to shelter from the rain." She said, "I can't let you get drenched."

Then open the umbrella and try to lift your feet to help him shelter from the rain.

Naoki Natsume looked up at the barren meadow where he came, and the raindrops fell in the distance and shattered into mist, making the dim world hazy.

He bent down and hugged her directly.

When you walk back, the grass is full of wet dirt.

The shoes on her feet are not suitable for this kind of walking, and they will not go fast, and they will definitely get dirty.

In this way, he hugged Amamiya Chizuru, and Amamiya Chizuru held the handle of the umbrella in his arms, and the umbrella covered the two of them.

Under this dim sky, there were no people around, and in front of him was a large barren meadow, with a roaring highway in the background.

It was as if there were only two of them left in this world who could rely on each other for their lives.

Naoki Natsume put his arms around her neck and thighs, holding her in a princess position, looking for places to stay.

The rain slowly became heavier, and the barren grass became muddy, and if you were not careful, you might slip into it, and then Amamiya Chizuru might be injured as a result.

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With him, there was no fear at all.

In fact, she is not only afraid of heights, but also very afraid of thunderstorms.

Rain and thunder like today.

But at this moment, Amamiya Chizuru felt that it would be nice if the grass stretched all the way to the horizon, and the torrential rain would not stop.

I can always be held in his arms and shelter him from the wind and rain.

Soon they were back on the railroad, the whistle was still far away, and the green light was unimpeded.

The moss next to the railroad tracks gradually submerged, and the moisture from the rain broke up and entered the body.

Even with the same bad and desolate mood.

Naoki Natsume doesn't have the same sensibility as Chizuru Amamiya in his arms, he only feels absent-minded.

The name on the stele......

Mao ......

The clouds don't know what to miss, only to cry.

Unlike people, thoughts are surging.

Crossing the railroad tracks back to the outskirts of the town, the lights of the Mohu Lake are wrong on the crossroads, and there is a woman standing in front of the flower shop at the end of the alley, and the red roses in her hands are dripping.

His steps grew faster and faster, and the reflection of the trampled town beneath his feet.

There were no pedestrians on the road, only the poor little kitten under the garbage can by the wall, curled up and shivering in a cardboard box.

It looks like an abandoned puppet.

The branches behind the wall lowered the figures, and the dead leaves fell on the two people's umbrellas.

"There's a café in front."

Naoki Natsume seemed to have found a savior, and at the end of the T-junction, he saw a small courtyard with low grapevines and creepers.

When the two of them came to the door through the rain curtain to stand at the door, there was a noise.

"I've had enough of you!" It's a woman.

Then she pushed open the door and came out, without looking at Naoki Natsume and the others, and rushed into the rain with tears.

"Hey, Ryoko!"

Another man rushed out, umbrella in hand, and tried to open it as he ran after the woman, but his hair was already wet with rain.

Naoki Natsume didn't look back, he just wanted to find a warmer place to shelter from the rain now, and there should be hot coffee in the café, which should be the best for Amamiya Chizuru.

She was shaking, and he could feel it.

"Excuse me!"

He pressed his foot against the rebounding door and dodged into the doorway.

Put Amamiya Chizuru down, most of his body was already soaked, and Amamiya Chizuru was protected by him in his arms, but his sleeves were wet.

"Find a place to sit by the fire." He took the umbrella from Amamiya Chizuru and said, "Take off your shoes."

After that, he went to the door, shook off the umbrella, and hung it on the rain gear rack at the door.

"What do you need?"

The owner of the café is a middle-aged woman who is surprised by the customers who come to the door on a rainy day.

"Ah, wait until I look at the menu." Naoki Natsume turned around and was able to take a good look at the café. ….

It's a very cosy little café, different from the cafes in Tokyo or Otaru.

It's like entering a friend's house, there are three large tables in the whole room, and it's a kota-like stove table, and a group of people gather around and put their feet into the quilt, which is very warm.

As long as the feet are not cold, the whole body is warm.

The wall behind the boss's counter is filled with a variety of bottles and cans.

It can be seen that it is a coffee shop that specializes in pour-over coffee.

"Do you only accept three tables at a time?"

Naoki Natsume muttered to himself, and then saw that Amamiya Chizuru had already found a kotatsu to sit down, and after sticking his feet in, the whole person lay on the table as if he had melted.

He came to sit down opposite Amamiya Chizuru, and the boss brought the menu.

"See what you want to drink." Naoki Natsume pushes the menu in front of Chizuru Amamiya.

"Cappuccino, hot ......"

Amamiya Chizuru didn't raise his head, just lying on the table with his eyes closed and looking lazy

I enjoy the state.

Where is the little girl who is still lying in her arms and crying loudly?

It's really like a child, but her heart is more delicate than that of an adult.

Naoki Natsume was a little helpless: "There is no Italian style, only hand rushing."

The boss hurriedly smiled and said, "Italian-style can also be done, it's just ...... Can you please pay for it first?"

Naoki Natsume turned her head to look at the boss, she immediately waved her hand, and explained embarrassedly: "That's the case, originally our family's rule was to pay after drinking, but just now there was a couple who quarreled halfway through drinking, and then ......

It's miserable.

He thought to himself.

Just as he was about to say something, Amamiya Chizuru had already raised his head with his hands raised, and shouted with his mouth open, "I gave the money of those two people just now, and I want to drink a cappuccino!" .

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