"What are you doing here?"

It wasn't until Shizuka's voice came that Yumu Kosuga withdrew his divergent gaze from a certain direction.

She was holding a transparent plastic umbrella similar to the one the boy who had left five minutes earlier, but it was larger.

The snow on the umbrella fell a large chunk down the back of the umbrella because the umbrella was tilted backwards.

As if noticing something, she went to the eaves and stood next to herself, then put away her umbrella and shook off all the snow on it.

Retracting his stunned gaze for some reason, Kosuga Yuwu looked up and thought, "Probably... Is it being trained? ”

"Huh? Trained? Why interrogative sentences? ”

Kosuga Yumu smiled and did not answer.

Stretching out his hand, he naturally took the umbrella in Shizuka's hand.

After opening it, perhaps thinking of what the fierce-eyed young man had said to him in the café behind him, he stretched out his right hand and held the left hand that Shizuka had put in front of his mouth.

Looking at the firmness in the eyes of this man who was about to become her husband and would spend her life with her, Shizuka was stunned for a moment, and then lowered her eyes and smiled, interlocking her fingers with the slightly trembling hand.

"Let's go." The man said.

At this moment, Yumu Kosuga actually noticed the faint uneasiness about the future hidden in the other party's eyes.

Just like the boy said, he is not the only one who is uneasy.

Really, I didn't even notice this kind of thing. The man laughed in his heart and scolded himself for not being angry, and then tightened his hand, which was much smaller than himself, and stepped into the windless snow.

"Miss Shizuka."

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"I suddenly thought of a movie line."

"What?"

"Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what the next one will taste like."

As if sensing something, Shizuka raised her head and looked at the man beside her: "Rest assured, no matter whether the next one is bitter or sweet, I will eat it up half with you." ”

"Well, so am I." Kosuga nodded, his movements were not large, but Shizuka felt his seriousness from it.

Then, too, he turned his face sideways.

"Also, please take care of me for the rest of my life."

At this moment, Shizuka always felt that something had melted.

It's not snow on the side of the road.

……

Thursday, December 23.

Early in the morning, when I opened the window, I found that the snow had stopped.

It has been snowing for an unknown amount of time to completely cover this ancient seaside city, and the sun that does not feel warm but has a bright feeling breaks through the clouds and looks down on the land from the blue sky.

In the bright sun, the snow seemed to be a little whiter.

On the roadside, on the rooftops, in the treetops, on the stone steps by the river, pools of snow reflect the sunlight, a crystal color.

Not far away, the shrine is intertwined with the old blue bricks and stone tiles and the fresh white snow, black and white, like a print with a strong color contrast.

When I came back yesterday, I saw a snowman built by a neighbor on the first floor for the child, standing quietly downstairs.

The nose made of carrots and a piece of red rag were used as scarves.

The hat looks like Santa's red hat, but it's also a little old, presumably from the neighbor's house.

……

"At what age does Chiba-senpai still believe in Santa Claus?"

Kawada Tsuka Tram Station,Yuichi, who was waiting for the next train with Chiba who was waiting for him in the station, suddenly asked。

"Go to kindergarten."

"Yes."

"What about You Yijun?"

You Yi thought for a while: "It seems that I have never believed it." ”

In my previous life, as a country child, when I came into contact with foreign festivals like Christmas, I was already in junior high school when I didn't believe in fairy tales.

Before that, I didn't know there was such a festival.

Moreover, the most sensitive period for this kind of festival is precisely the junior high school period when you have just learned about this kind of festival.

On Christmas Eve, I would buy apples wrapped in sequin plastic paper that would sparkle in the light and give them to my favorite girls after evening self-study.

Spend dozens of dollars that you are usually reluctant to spend to buy an apple, as long as the other party accepts it, you will feel beautiful in your heart.

I still remember the girl's name and general appearance, but the details of the girl's face are very blurred.

She was a boarding student and she was a day student, and her grades were in the top 10 in the school, and she was ranked outside the top 100.

The purest love of that beauty, as she was not admitted to the county key high school like her, gradually faded out of her life.

But later, I was still very grateful to her, a scumbag like herself worked so hard for her before the high school entrance examination, and finally was admitted to the second-ranked high school in the county that she would never be able to get into.

It's a few points away from the county key high school.

During that period of time, even my family felt incredible, and they refused to study no matter how much they said or scolded.

After going to college, I happened to hear from a classmate that she went abroad as an exchange student because of her excellent grades, and I heard that she gained a lot of weight like blowing up a balloon, and I forgot if she had a boyfriend.

Perhaps, by that time, it seems that she doesn't care about what her life is like at all.

There was something merciless that washed away the joy of youth in those years.

"Senior sister, what do you think about forgetting?"

When he got off the train, Yuichi asked for no reason.

"Please rest assured, I will never forget You Yijun."

"No, that's not what I meant! Also, don't make such misleading promises so easily! ”

"Misunderstanding?"

"It's just going to be misleading! Besides, who can say for sure what will happen in the future? Life is like a box of chocolates..."

"I know this line." Chiba nodded, and followed You Yi to swipe the card and walk out of the subway station, "But, even so, I won't forget You Yijun." ”

"Can you not use such a serious tone and still say it so movingly? I'm begging you. You Yi hung his head.

Today's weather feels good just by looking at it, but it's just how it looks.

From time to time, I burrowed into the cracks of my clothes, and the biting chill made my skin feel like heavy snow was pregnant.

Although he took a two-day leave from club training with Senior Kikuchi, at this time, You Yi really wanted to go out with the club and run a few kilometers to warm up his body.

But seeing the DV in his hand, You Yi still gave up.

After saying hello at the school gate, You Yi came to the classroom unhurriedly, and it was just seven twenty at this time.

Yuichi, who came earlier than the day of duty, turned on the air conditioner, waited for the air conditioner to warm up, shrank in his seat, and began to look at the sea.

Because the weather seems to be clear, Enoshima is clearly visible in the distance, but it seems to be covered with a faint veil because of the snow.

You should be able to see Mt. Fuji directly from Enoshima now, right? I couldn't help but start thinking about it until a figure came to a stop in front of the window.

Does Saionji always come so early?

Looking at Xiyuan Temple standing outside the window, You Yi was a little puzzled, and when he realized that the other party was looking at him at this time, he was even more puzzled.

Noticing a slight movement of Saionji's lips, You Yi opened the window.

"Early."

The greeting was brief, still a little stiff.

It's like you're completing some Daily Mission.

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Thanks for the Mana Storm commuter pass.