Early morning.

Hayaya Kimura looked at the message that Yui Koike sent him on the Line.

Yui Koike [Come to my office in the morning.] 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Is it a script issue?] 】

Yui Koike【...... Both. 】

Hayabusa Kimura [Coming soon.] 】

Well, it looks like there should be a lot to say to him.

There should be more than just a script......

Hayabusa Kimura put away his phone and continued to eat the breakfast that Tomorrow Smoke had made for him.

If nothing else, Yui Koike should know the news that his brother was recruited.

He could even imagine how wonderful Yui Koike's face was when he learned the news.

After drinking the milk from the cup in one gulp, Hayabusa Kimura picked up his black backpack.

Tomorrow is sitting quietly on the tatami mat in the living room, writing a diary.

Listening to Asuki smoke, she wants to write down all the experiences with herself from the beginning to the present in her diary.

Although Hayabusa Kimura thinks too much, who writes a diary in a normal person......

But seeing Tomorrow's happy and expectant look, and writing a diary with great interest, I didn't say much.

Smoke felt happy.

That's enough.

Looking at the girl bathed in the warm winter sun, the corners of Kimura's mouth couldn't help but rise.

The light is bright, and tomorrow is smitten in the twilight, and his head is lowered, and the white and tender little hand holds the pen and writes the lovely words of Juanxiu.

Strands of hair fell from her ears, hazy covering the girl's quiet and soft cheeks.

Hayabusa Kimura walked slowly over to Asuka and reached out to pinch her cheek.

"Hmm......"

His fair face was pinched into a small bun by him.

Tomorrow Xun raised his head and looked at him aggrievedly with clear eyes.

"It hurts."

"Haha, I'm sorry."

Hayabusa Kimura let go of his hand.

There is an extra red mark on the white cheeks, and the cheeks of tomorrow are puffed up.

Suddenly, she noticed the backpack that Hayabusa Kimura was carrying.

"Is Hayabusa-chan going out?"

"Hmm."

"Where are you going?"

"School." Kimura Hayabusa said helplessly, "Teacher Yui Koike should know that I fooled her brother in, and she is probably waiting for me to go to the office and turn myself in." ”

Tomorrow's ruddy mouth raised lightly, and he deliberately said hard.

“…… Deserve. ”

Hayabusa Kimura smiled and looked at the time.

"If nothing else, I should be able to come back before lunch."

"Okay."

Tomorrow Sun nodded, his eyes wandering from the diary on the coffee table.

"Then I'll go first." Hayabusa Kimura turned.

"Hayabusa-chan!"

There was a soft warmth in his arm, and Kimura lowered his head too much.

Asuki's hand grabbed his arm.

"Huh?"

"Let's go to the park for a picnic at noon."

Tomorrow looked expectantly.

"Okay, wait until I get back."

…………

The door closed, and Tomorrow withdrew his gaze.

His arms were propped up on the coffee table, his little white hands supported his chin, and his right hand picked up the pen and dangled it in the diary.

The crisp wind outside the window swept his hair, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes looked at the diary intently.

[On the second Saturday after the start of my sophomore year, Hayabusa-chan and I made an appointment to meet at the Qiyu General Park...... Hayabusa-chan is late. 】

[I know that Hayabusa-chan has to work a long time every day, so forgive him.] 】

[In April, the cherry blossoms bloomed in the park, and on the way, I met an Oji-san who sold bouquets, and a bouquet of flowers sold for 3,000 yen...... It's very expensive, equivalent to the salary of Hayabusa-chan who has been working for a long time, and I'm afraid that Hayabusa-chan will spend money indiscriminately, so I'll pull Hayabusa-chan to leave......]

【…… While preparing a picnic thing, Hayabusa-chan went to the toilet ......]

[I heard someone call me, and I turned my head to see a bouquet of flowers, followed by Hayabusa-chan's face...... Hayabusa-chan bought the bouquet of flowers under the pretext of going to the toilet. 】

[There is a soft sound of wind in my ears, and the words of Hayabusa-chan's confession......]

【…… From here on, Hayabusa-chan, no, it should be Mr. Boyfriend, has become the most important person in my life......]

【…… Of course, the same is true of Odosan and Ogasan. 】

The black words on the diary reflected white light in the light, as if she could recreate the image of that day in front of her eyes.

…………

Office of the University of the Arts.

Looking at Yui Koike, who was silent in front of him, Hayabusa Kimura swallowed too hard.

"Koike-sensei, my script ......"

"Is this script all written by Hayabusa-kun?"

Yui Koike turned, her fingers tapping on the thick stack of scripts on the table.

Hayaya Kimura looked away from the pitch-black abyss and nodded.

"All of them."

Although there is no doubt in my heart about this answer.

But at this moment, Yui Koike, who had read the entire script once, couldn't help but gasp.

She remembers something about the script for her graduation project......

It happened four days ago.

Four days to write an entire commercial movie script?!

A very smooth plot line, interspersed with flashbacks and interludes.

Meticulous to the actors' lines, demeanor and stance in each shot.

And the setting that is so novel that people want to read it in one go.

Just looking at the script, Yui Koike can already show the whole movie smoothly in her mind.

Such a script is that many crews don't necessarily have such quality, right?

What's more, such a high-quality script was completed in four days by a student who has not yet graduated from his senior year.

Four days! It's just that it takes more than four days to conceive every shot and plot, right?

Koike Yui looked at the initiator standing in front of him, and didn't know where to start for a while.

After a long time.

"Hayabusa-kun...... How long are you going to shoot this script......"

Hayabusa Kimura pondered for a moment.

"Two hours, no, maybe not two hours if you actually shoot it. It's probably more than an hour. ”

Sure enough, Yui Koike looked at him speechlessly.

"Do you remember the requirements for your graduation project?"

"Documentaries and films, choose one of the categories and shoot a film, right?"

Hayabusa Kimura was a little puzzled, "Koike-sensei, why did you suddenly ask this?" ”

How do you ask this? Yui Koike rubbed her eyebrows.

"Don't you know that there is a limit to the length of your graduation project?"

"Huh?" Hayabusa Kimura's eyes widened.

Time limit? He doesn't know......

He remembers that at the beginning of the semester, he took a late-night job with a very optimistic salary.

This also caused him to be in a state of confusion during the day.

I missed it......

"The graduation work of the directing department of Qiyu University of the Arts requires that the film duration shall not be less than 15 minutes and cannot exceed 40 minutes."

Yui Koike looked at him sternly.

"Can't go more than forty minutes?"

Hayabusa Kimura's mouth is wide open, and there is this rule?

Isn't his script many, many minutes over.

"I'm sorry." Hayabusa Kimura decisively apologized.

"Compared to this ......," Yui Koike wrapped his arms around his chest, "Hayabusa-kun's script is definitely not at the level that a student should have, right?" It's just a commercial movie script, right? ”