The night was dark, and the cold winter wind blew even harder.

The lights outside the train flickered, reflecting the tired faces of everyone in the train.

Hayabusa Kimura sat in the last row of the train, her mouth buried in the beige scarf around her neck.

Sometimes.

I really feel like the city of Tokyo is like a dead tomb.

Behind the life of light and land, there is always a group of walking dead people who live all day long.

It's like I've just arrived in this metropolis.

In order to survive in this place, you need to work several jobs in your spare time from study.

The grandmother and sister in the countryside need to live on expenses, and the parents have to leave behind the cottage in the country.

I barely left much savings, just barely enough.

This is due to the consumption concept of his father and mother.

They always say that the countryman has the way of life of the countryman, and a minor illness cannot be cured without treatment.

If you have money, you will spend it, you never know which will come first, the accident or tomorrow, and spend the money today.

And that's exactly what happened.

On the night of my father's and mother's accident, only myself, my grandmother and my sister were left to rely on each other for their lives.

Hayabusa Kimura lifted his rough palm and brushed the folded scarf around his neck.

His head rested lightly against the cold glass of the train, letting the chaotic light sweep over his eyes.

I can't remember......

What was the voice of my father and mother?

It turns out that the metropolis of Tokyo does not welcome everyone equally.

In the early hours of the morning, there are no stars in the countryside in the night sky of Tokyo.

However, I am a little tired in Tokyo.

The extra money can also be sent back to the countryside to grandma and sister, and the rest is always enough to save.

Although I didn't expect that the filming of my graduation project would cost so much money......

I really envy other people who have lived in Tokyo since childhood.

Their graduation work should not be as difficult to shoot as he is.

Walking out of the station, a cold night breeze blows on Hayabusa Kimura's face.

Suddenly made Kimura Hayata come back to his senses.

"The damn weather made him think all the way."

Hayabusa Kimura smiled and scolded, and walked towards the rental house.

………………………………

From a long distance, Hayabusa Kimura saw a bright light in his rental house.

It's very bright and bright.

Just looking at it from a distance makes him feel like the winter in Tokyo isn't so cold.

It suddenly occurred to me that he was not alone now.

Tokyo is no longer his own existence.

Kimura's eyes were stunned, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a slight arc.

The pace that had been dragging under his feet was even bigger.

I always feel that before I walk home, I can already smell the aroma of food.

It's no wonder that my father came home late from drinking, and my mother would turn on the small light outside the door even if she was angry......

Hayata Kimura pushed open the door of the rental house, and the warm air flow hit him.

Mixed with the rich aroma of food, the heavy cold air on his body was swept away.

"Tower on a horse."

"Oh Kaao!"

The crisp sound of tomorrow sounded in the room, and the girl walked out of the living room with a smile on her delicate cheeks.

The breeze in the corridor swept in, blowing the hair around Tomorrow's ears.

Tomorrow Sun Xun stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and his eyes curled.

"Hayabusa-chan came back so late, I've been waiting for half a day to make a meal!"

The sound of complaining came to Hayaya Kimura's ears and brought him back to his senses.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I cut the work too attentively, and I accidentally did it until this time. ”

"I've already made a meal, Hayabusa-chan, let's clean up and eat."

"Hey!"

Hayabusa Kimura changed her shoes, took off the scarf around her neck, and took off her coat.

When I walked into the living room and glanced at the dining table, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Miso soup, sushi, tempura, pickles, fish steak and a beer?!

It's hearty......

For a moment, Hayabusa Kimura hesitated, and his brain was running rapidly.

It's hard to do it.

What is the big day today?

Valentine’s Day? Women's Day? Black, White, Grey Pink...... Valentine’s Day?

No, Smoke never let him celebrate these festivals before, saying that these are all festivals for slaughtering lovers.

Is that Smoke's birthday? Smoke's birthday is September 13th, which doesn't seem to be right.

After a lot of thoughts, Hayabusa Kimura gave up thinking.

"Smoke, is it a special day?" Hayabusa Kimura asked tentatively.

"No, it's not." Asuka walked out of the restaurant with the dishes and chopsticks, "Why did Hayabusa-chan suddenly ask that?" ”

"Nothing...... I just feel that today's dinner is a bit rich, and I think it's a special day. ”

Hayabusa Kimura breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just wanted to do it, so I did it."

Tomorrow Smoke tilted his head and a pair of cute dimples floated on his cheeks.

"Then, I'll go wash my hands first and prepare for dinner."

"Hmm!"

………………………………

When Hayabusa Kimura came out of the bathroom, Asuka was already sitting at the table with Ugly Meowmaru in his arms.

The girl lowered her head and gently kneaded the ugly cat pattern on the hot water bottle with her fingers.

The ruddy little mouth was open, as if muttering something in a low voice.

Seeing Hayabusa Kimura coming out of the bathroom, Asuka stopped what he was doing and looked at him with clear eyes.

Hayaya Kimura sat down across the table.

"I'm moving!"

Hayabusa Kimura folded his hands in front of him.

Asuki looked at Hayabusa Kimura who was eating, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, but he was immediately pressed down again.

Leaning forward slightly, his slender white arms propped up on the dining table.

Seemingly casually asked:

"Hayabusa-chan, are you going to shoot tomorrow?"

"Well, shoot according to the original schedule......"

Hayaya Kimura swallowed the food in his mouth and added,

"Tomorrow morning, I will shoot the last few shots of Shinori Hino and Izumi Miya in the script, and I can rest after shooting at noon tomorrow."

Hayabusa Kimura talked about tomorrow's itinerary, reached out to pick up the miso soup in front of him, and took a big sip.

"So, what about some of the shots in the middle of the script?"

"The part where Toru Kamiya died may have to be filmed a little later, because ...... A suitable venue has not been found yet. Hayabusa Kimura touched his neck too awkwardly.

As for the scene of the confession, it was filmed at the fireworks display two days later. Thanks to Fujikawa-kun's seven seat tickets, all that remains is the matter of shooting at that time. ”

"Whoosh......" Tomorrow Smoke nodded slightly.

As if remembering something, Hayabusa Kimura stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

"Is Smoke's body feeling better? Temperatures have dropped by ...... in recent days"

"No problem at all." Asuki chuckled, "With Ugly Meowmaru with you, I'll wear a little more in my kimono when the time comes." ”

"Hmm."

Hayabusa Kimura breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat with his head down.

"By the way, Hayabusa-chan...... Will Hayabusa Tai-chan go to the offline release of Station T the day after tomorrow? ”

"Well, it's to prepare for the competition for your graduation work to participate in the T Film Festival...... Thanks to the tickets given by Mr. Koike, I didn't even know there would be such an opportunity...... This time, you must do your homework and let your work enter the official competition. ”

Hayabusa Kimura said with a smile.

“…… That's right. ”

Tomorrow's long eyelashes were half-drooping, and his gaze fell on the ground not far away.

Seeing this, Hayabusa Kimura thought that Asuka was worried about himself, and hurriedly comforted.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem. As long as you know the criteria for the evaluation of those film critics, you will definitely be able to pass the preliminary review smoothly......"

"That!"

Tomorrow smoked and got up with Ugly Meow Maru,

"Hayabusa-chan, I'll rest first."

"Huh? Good ......"