Narumi knew that the girl had a similar ability to read minds, so she could probably guess what she was angry about.

At least not because he ordered food for her without permission.

"Imadegawa-san should have known from the beginning that I was a fool."

Narumi sat down across from Imadegawa Chisaka with two steaming bowls of ramen and brought the other party's portion off the plate.

"It doesn't matter to me what you want to do, don't say that." The girl's voice was cold, and she took the chopsticks from his hand, stopped talking, and slowly ate the ramen in small bites.

Late at night, after nearly two hours on the train, a bowl of warm ramen not only replenishes physical strength, but also gives people a sense of peace of mind.

Actually, all foods are the same. No matter how stressful life is, at least at the moment of eating is relaxed and at ease.

This was his first time in Kyoto, and when he was passing through a residential area by taxi, he saw the architectural style of Kyoto introduced in a book at the Arakawa Library.

Although the Kyoto style is more reflected in the soft furnishings and gardens, the appearance alone is a little different from the residential areas of Tokyo.

The architecture here is more archaic, preferring gray-black cedar planks, and older streets will have street lights similar to those in Imadegawa Chisaka's house.

Kyoto's subway stops at 11:40, just in time for the last train.

"Where are you going?"

Narumi Yu looked up at the station table in the carriage and saw the words "Imadegawa Station" on it.

After that, there are [Shijo Station] and [Kujo Station].

"Takeda Station."

"The last stop? Then why don't we just take the shinkansen and get off at Takeda Station? ”

"Then you'll have to ask the person who bought the ticket."

“……”

Although he was the one who bought the ticket, the other party did not explain this to him in advance. But it's also his question if he didn't ask it clearly, and if there is a next time, he has to remember.

Being good at reflection and self-summary has always been one of his strengths, but that doesn't mean that the other party doesn't have any problems at all.

There are still some unconvinced Narumi Yu, who wants to take this opportunity to say a few more words to Imadegawa Chisaka.

was once again preempted by the other party.

"I would have liked to buy something more."

"Then why didn't you just say that?"

"It doesn't make sense, I didn't buy it myself."

“…… I admit defeat, and Imadegawa-san really doesn't have any problems. ”

Today's Imadegawa Chisaka is different from before.

There is a little less fierceness that no one can approach, and there are a lot more words than before, but there is always a trace of tiredness.

It was as if the strings that had been tight suddenly broke and hung limply in the air.

On the second day of the old calendar, the moon in the sky was only a thin and curved line, shining with a faint light.

After about half an hour's taxi ride from Takeda Station, I got off at a town on the side of the road, and I followed Imadegawa Chisaka all the way through the town, and the road under my feet became a forest path.

It happened to have just rained, and there were still a lot of mud puddles on the road, and if you accidentally stepped on it, it would splash a string of muddy water.

"Why are you here?" It refers to the cemetery of the Imadegawa clan.

He originally thought that it was just in the suburbs, at least not far from the city, but he didn't expect it to be such a quiet place.

It is almost completely hidden in the mountain forest.

"I've been here since the Heian period." Imadegawa Chisaka took out the key and pushed open the cast-iron gate of the cemetery, which looked as old as the old wooden buildings on the street that were more than 100 years old.

This time Narumi Yu saw clearly, and the key was taken out of the pocket hidden in the frills of the skirt. The last time Imadegawa Chisaka took out his work card, he thought that the angel had some spatial skills.

A cool breeze blew into Narumi Yu's heart with the rusty "squeak" of the gate, causing him to touch his nose and hesitate for a few seconds before stepping into the cemetery.

"If you don't want to come in," the girl said abruptly, turning her head, "and go up the road until you see the lights, and then walk to the left, and you can get a general view of Kyoto." ”