On the second floor of Itoya, in addition to selling stationery stickers, there is also a row of tables and chairs by the window. After choosing your favorite product and paying for it, you can sit on a chair and leisurely watch the traffic flow on Nichome Avenue below, and write down your thoughts and thoughts at this moment.

Kyosuke Hojo and Mitsuha Miyasui waited in line for a while to wait for two empty seats, the two sat down, and began to write letters with newly bought pens, with several envelopes in front of them, and it seemed that there were many people who wanted to send letters.

On the stilt side,Because I'm worried that I'll forget the person I want to send the letter later.,So as soon as I came, I filled in the recipient's name on the envelope.。 Needless to say, there are two names that Kyosuke Hojo is slightly unfamiliar with, the surname Mizoguchi, and you don't have to think about it to know that they are Nara's grandparents. In addition, there are several names that Kyosuke Hojo is familiar with, such as Grandma Kobayashi, all of whom are acquaintances who have known each other in Itomori before.

Seeing someone probe into his brain,Sanye didn't mind.,Blowing the ink on the letter paper and pushing the letter aside.。 Kyosuke Hojo took a look, and the general content was to reassure the fathers and villagers in his hometown that the people's shrine maidens are living well in Tokyo, and they are working hard to live a happy life, so please be full of vitality every day.

"When I came to Tokyo, 1,342 people came to see me off at the station."

Sanye lowered his head and wrote the next letter, his lips moved up and down, and he whispered:

"Even after three years, there are still many people who can't let go. I tried my best to comfort and relieve them, but the longing for my homeland did not dim with the passage of time, but only kept fermenting. ”

Miss Miko pursed her lips and gently blew the ink off the letterhead.

The huge floor-to-ceiling window in front of the table shone brightly on her forehead as she shopped.

She clearly didn't have a luxurious gold crown, but Kyosuke Hojo saw the light of divinity in Mitsuba.

"Grandma Kobayashi, the one who often drives an electric three-wheeler in Itomori, do you remember Kyosuke?"

Sanye folded the letter in his hand carefully,Stuffed into the envelope,The recipient is Grandma Kobayashi.。

Kyosuke Hojo nodded, Kobayashi's grandmother is the most familiar person in Itomori, because this old lady's family runs a grocery store, and he often takes Yotsuha to buy snacks.

She donated all the money she received from the government to the Disaster Relief Committee.

Obviously, he is the one who suffers from the disaster. ”

Miyasui Sanye smiled bitterly and shook her head, she hated that land deeply, but now she was like Grandma Kobayashi, and from time to time she would see the shrine bathed in the morning mist in her dreams.

"Last month, they also organized a return to Itomori."

"Return to Itomori?" Hojo Kyosuke wondered how to get back to that place, it was completely in ruins, and even the bus had abandoned the line.

"It's from afar, by the roadside."

Sanye began to write a letter again, and his name was Yamanaka Shunya:

"Kyosuke, do you remember him?"

"Well, the fashion trio, the latter became a devout."

"Haha, fashion trio? So that's what Kyosuke called them. ”

Sanye covered his mouth with his left hand, and laughed quietly with crooked eyebrows.

After graduating from high school, he joined the construction company of the envoy's family, and he organized the return of his hometown.

Grandma also followed. ”

"Grandma? She hasn't ...... yet."

Kyosuke Hojo was a little hesitant, he thought that Grandma Ichiba's mission in the Miyasui family should be all put down after it was completed. After all, the day he went back in time by chewing wine, his grandmother had already understood everything.

"Uh-huh~~ It's not what Kyosuke thinks."

Sanye shook his head, his dark eyes shining in the sunlight shining through the window, as if he could see through people's hearts.

She smiled shallowly, and drew a picture of the letter to Sayaka with great interest, and the stick figure was about her and Kyosuke Hojo sitting side by side by the window.

"Born and raised in Itomori, the people of Itomori breathe the air of Itomori, sip the water of Itomori, and even the wind that dries the sweat blows from the mountains and forests of Itomori, not to mention the land that has fed people for thousands of years.

These things that enter the human body are connected to the soul, that is, "knots". ”

Sanye turned his head, with a subtle and bright smile on his face.

Kyosuke Hojo looked at the face and seemed to capture a thread, an illusory thread that came from far away and connected his soul.

"A long time ago, I didn't understand my grandmother's words and didn't understand the teachings of Miyasui Shrine, but now, I no longer need to be a shrine maiden, and I don't need to inherit the shrine, but I understand.

No matter how far we go, the soul always has a connection with Itomori, which is the "knot". ”

Miss Mikoto's voice was gentle and clear, like silk passing through her ears. Hojo Kyosuke believes that if the current three leaves put up the banner, it will not take three days to develop a huge religion.

He hadn't seen Mrs. Erye.,But he thinks that the current Sanye has become an excellent woman and an excellent god stick who is not inferior to her mother.。

"Every time I go to the festival, the mood of the townspeople improves, as if they are saying goodbye to the past."

Sanye finished writing the last letter.,It's for grandma.。

reported on his and his sister's academic situation, and asked Kyosuke Hojo to come over and write two greetings.

"So, I'm thinking, Kyosuke." She looked up, her big eyes flashing with thought.

"What?"

"That slide you created for me, can you turn her into a movie?" Mitsuha asked.

"Huh? It's not that it can't be done, but, why? "Hojo Kyosuke is a little resistant.,He didn't want people to see the love story of himself and Sanye.。

"It's a gift to Itomori, because ......"

Sanye dragged out his voice, and a small hand covered the hand that Kyosuke Hojo had placed on the table, and with two gentle rubbings, he got under the big hand, and shook his ten fingers.

The corners of the girl's eyes were slightly upturned, and the big black eyes were a little charming:

"You took away the most beloved daughter of this land~~"

"Hah-"

Kyosuke Hojo was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing an expression that was indeed so.

Yes, for thousands of years, there is only one and only one who has taken Itomori away after falling in love with the daughter of the Miyasui family.

Look at Miyasui Toshiki, who turned against his mentor and sentenced him to die of old age and never get along, and even his wife was bound to that land after her death. Look at yourself again...... Thinking about it this way, the god worshiped by the Miyasui family and Itomori is really good to himself.

"It's not a dowry or anything, I just want Kyosuke to help me, give that land a gift, and let me say thank you to her."

Sanye said softly, and his tone actually had some of the charm of Grandma Yiye's ancient times.

Kyosuke Hojo heard this and understood what the three leaves meant.,This is probably similar to a tribute? Integrate everyone's connection with Itomori into this work, and then say goodbye and thank you well.

"No problem, let alone a movie, even if I pay to rebuild Itomori, it's no problem."

He agreed, and there was nothing false about it. Sanye just asked him to make a movie instead of asking him to donate, and the movie will also generate profits, which doesn't do him any harm at all. If necessary, he can make this movie for free and use all the money he earns to rebuild Itomori. But it seems that Sanye doesn't mean that at all.,Just want to say goodbye to the land she hates but can't get rid of in this form.。

"Thank you, Kyosuke."

Mitsuha whispered, raising his slender neck, and the soft lip flap was imprinted on Kyosuke Hojo's face.

Damn it, why doesn't this bookstore even have a café and restaurant?

Hojo Kyosuke cursed in his heart, raised his hand and touched Mitsuba's head, smoothing out the broken hair on her forehead.

"It's the one who should say thank you."

Well, it's time to write quickly.

There are quite a few people who want to write letters to Hojo Kyosuke, first of all, his grandparents in his hometown and the old man Yagi in the next-door neighbor, who also picked out some small gifts and planned to send them to the kind old man later. Then there is Watergate, write a letter to Yuzuru and send a small gift by the way, and write a letter to Ono Shinori in the mountain village to tell him that he is about to go to Beichen Yidaoliu......

After writing the letter, you don't need to ask the clerk to help you deliver it, because there is a mailbox next to the desk. Bright red, round head and round brain look very honest. This is a serious post box, a joint event between Itoya and Ginza Post Office, and a postman comes to pick up letters every day.

"Let's go, there's a lot of floors upstairs."

Kyosuke Hojo stood up and held out his hand towards Mitsuba.

"Hmm!"

The two of them went up to the third floor, if the second floor is the place where the handbook control is willing to die, the third floor is the place where the pen is squeezed out of the last coin. All kinds of luxury pens can be seen here, and the official website of Itoya also intimately lists the pens with better sales for customers who are at a loss.

As a new-age writer, Kyosuke Hojo is a big believer in Eiri Ri – using the keyboard as a weapon. So he wasn't really interested in pens, but when he came here he found out he was wrong.

Expensive things most of the time have only one drawback, which is that they are expensive.

What can the stubborn neon man of the Dead Brain Sutra make a fountain pen look like? Answer: Bring a pair of ukiyo-e to the barrel of the pen.

As for the Namiki Maki-e pen held by Kyosuke Hojo, the picture is a peony and a tiger, and the panorama of the pen barrel surrounds it at 360 degrees, no matter which angle you look at this treasure pen holder, you can see the beautiful picture, which perfectly constitutes the whole pattern. Only by holding it in your hand and looking at it carefully can you fully appreciate its artistic sense.

The clerk next to him explained enthusiastically, and Kyosuke Hojo listened casually. This pen is made by dozens of Maki-e technicians who have mastered excellent lacquerware techniques in Kunikosha, and the wax black lacquer base pen barrel is engraved on the pen barrel with an immersion gold knife, and then brushed with varnish and placed in gold and silver leaf......

In short, it's gold and silver, and all kinds of gorgeous things are all greeted by all kinds of gorgeous things.,In short, I just want to tell Kyosuke Hojo that it's worth the money.,Buy it.。

Just like the 10,000-year-old pen of this "Golden Phoenix Series", 520,000 yen before tax, buying one is equivalent to earning 520,000, and buying two is worth 1 million. It's equivalent to you shopping, not only did you not spend money, but you also made so much.

The three leaves next to him laughed when he heard it, although he is very rich now, but the girl in the countryside is still not interested in this kind of "luxury".

"Do I need to make a reservation?" Kyosuke Hojo asked directly.

"Generally ......"

Seeing that the business was going to be successful, the clerk's smile became more eager, although she had a good attitude even in the face of customers who had no intention of buying, but this would obviously be a lot more sincere.

"I'm going to buy twenty."

Kyosuke Hojo interrupted, who is he, and he can see at a glance that this clerk must be trying to fool him again, but he can't book it in other places, but they Itoya and Namiki work closely together so they can get the goods quickly. Maybe ordinary people still have the leisure to wait for her to customize, add some names and other careful thoughts, but he doesn't have that effort.

I have money, I hate waiting, I can't appreciate art.

"Two, twenty?"

"Well, for this series, give me two sets."

Kyosuke Hojo plans to take it back for everyone to pick and choose, and give the rest away.

"Oh~~ Someone just persuaded me to consume rationally, but now I'm doing nonsense." Sanye complained.

"No way, there's too much money and there's nowhere to spend it."

Kyosuke Hojo shrugged:

"If you're willing to swipe my card, then I won't advise you to buy everything in this store today."

"Slightly~~, not ~"

Sanye stuck out his tongue.,It's like who's family has no money.,My grandmother's family sells a piece of land and it's enough to buy a building in Ginza.。

The young lady of the clerk who was contacting the manager listened to Kyosuke Hojo's words, and her face gradually moistened.

In the end, Kyosuke Hojo, who was brandishing his bank card, took away two sets of pens worth tens of millions and refused all customized services, after all, he was not sure who the pen was going to give to him.

He now loves the store infinitely, not because of the pleasure of spending money, but because of the obsessive-compulsive disorder that is satisfied.

Whether it is the placement of the goods in the store or the packaging of the clerk, it is very healing.

Tape, colored paper arranged according to color, a whole wall, look at the past is pleasing to the eye, obsessive-compulsive disorder will be born dead without regrets. The clerk's packaging technique is nothing short of art, and every edge is compacted and angular, and it fits perfectly.

Satisfied, carrying the goods, the two slipped to the sixth floor.

It is an exaggeration that the theme of this floor is "HOME", and as the name suggests, it is naturally home goods.

As soon as they sat down on the escalator and turned to the front, the eyes of the two were attracted by a figure.

"That ......"

Sanye frowned, and asked with some uncertainty:

"It was under the snow...... Right? ”

I saw a black-haired girl in a white dress sitting quietly and restlessly on the fabric sofa in the middle of the sixth floor.

She was holding a panda doll and rubbing her cheeks against the doll, as if to test whether the material of the puppet was skin-friendly, but the crimson face and obsessive expression made people wonder if it was a pervert.

In the eyes of Kyosuke Hojo, the black-haired girl rubbed for a while, and then grabbed the panda's big face plate with both hands, and gently pulled it to both sides, as if to test whether the quality of the puppet was reliable, but the thin lips and the face full of "I can't stand it" made people wonder if this was a pervert.

Seeing the black-haired girl put the panda doll on top of her head, as if testing the balance of the doll, Kyosuke Hojo couldn't help but want to say hello.

No, it's so stupid, if the guy under the snow knew that he saw her stupid, he would definitely get revenge!

Thank you for the monthly passes, recommended tickets and tips for your support, thank you.

(End of chapter)