Snowflakes fall from the sky and fall on the heads of pedestrians.

The breath from the tip of his nose turned into a cloud of white gas, obscuring the road ahead.

Hayabusa Kimura put his hands in his pockets and walked all the way back to the rental house.

Kick your feet twice in the hallway outside, leaving a puddle of snow.

Rubbing his palms vigorously, he took out the key and opened the door of the rental house.

A steaming hot air came to the face, with the aroma of food, which instantly filled the entire corridor.

There was a slight tingling sensation from the tip of the frozen unconscious nose.

"Towers build a ...... Ahem......"

The mixture of hot and cold air rushed into his lungs, and he couldn't help but cough a little.

"Oh Ka Alas."

The gentle voice of tomorrow sounded in my ears.

When Kimura Hayabusa calmed down a little, he looked up.

The clear gaze of the girl.

"Hayabusa-chan, bow your head."

Asuka is holding a towel in his hand.

"Huh? Good. Hayabusa Kimura subconsciously bowed his head.

Asuki held a towel in both hands and gently rubbed his snow-soaked hair.

The towel ran down his cheek.

Through the towel, Asuto wiped Hayabusa Kimura's cheeks.

The four eyes met, and the girl's eyes were bent.

"It's a little cold out there."

"It's snowing, it's a big ......"

"Didn't Hayabusa-chan read the weather forecast?"

"So excited...... Forgot. ”

"I've already made dinner."

"Good work."

"Hayabusa-chan, the towel is warmed with hot water."

"Yay? No wonder it's so warm. ”

Hayabusa Kimura stands at the entrance, and Asuki stands on the steps of the entrance.

A light and calm happiness seems to creep up in my heart.

It seemed like in an instant, the hard work of the original day away dissipated in the soft voice of the girl and the warmth of the towel.

"Yo Xi~ That's fine."

Tomorrow smoked the towel and put it away, "Hayabusa-chan comes in and prepares for dinner...... Shake the snow off your body! ”

"Hey!"

……………………………………

Hayabusa Kimura brought all the meals prepared on the kitchen island to the table, and Asuki walked out with the dishes.

The windows of the rental house were whining in the cold wind.

Snowflakes were flying, blocking the bright lights of the city in the distance.

Inside a small rental house, the smell of food is emanating.

"I'm moving!"

The two sat at the table, their hands folded in front of them.

Hayabusa Kimura picked up a small bowl of miso soup and took a big sip.

The warm soup enters the stomach, dispelling the slight chill on the body.

"Is there any good news?"

Since returning to the rental house, Asuka hasn't asked him what the good news is.

This made Kimura Hayata, who was holding back in his heart, couldn't help but ask.

"Hey! Hayabusa-chan, what's the good news? ”

The corners of Tomorrow's mouth rose slightly, and he asked very cooperatively.

"Smoke would never have thought of it." Hayabusa Kimura said too proudly.

"What?"

"Tonight、The novel of the world からこの恋が消えても is going to be serialized in the "Light Things" weekly of the Yuyin Society.。

"Huh!"

Tomorrow's ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and he looked at him in surprise.

"The novel submission passed?"

"Passed."

"So, I can read Hayabusa-chan's novel in the journal?"

"Yes!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Asuki smiled happily.

"That's amazing! Hayabusa-chan! ”

"I thought it would be rejected again, but I really didn't expect it to be passed so quickly." Kimura said with emotion.

"Why?"

Tomorrow Smoke wondered.

It's like touching something that has accumulated in Kimura's heart.

It was as if the conversation had been opened.

Hayata Kimura confided in her experience of being rejected many times a few years ago for her submission.

"When I was a freshman, I had a manuscript that I had written for a long time and submitted it to the Yuyin Society...... Rejected ......"

"Huh?"

"Later, I revised the manuscript and submitted it again......"

"Did you pass?"

"Rejected again......"

“……”

Hayabusa Kimura said what happened a few years ago, with a look of excitement and helplessness on his face.

Tomorrow Sun put down his chopsticks and rested his white arms on the dining table.

The clear eyes stared at the young man opposite, and the corners of his pink mouth were outlined.

Strands of hair fell gently down beside her face, and there was a look of concentration on her delicate little face.

Hayabusa Kimura gushed about the past.

Every turn, tomorrow's smoke will be just right.

"White teeth...... So many things are said without paying attention. ”

By the time Kimura came back to his senses, the soup that was steaming on the table no longer emitted heat.

Hayabusa Kimura reached out and touched his neck.

Suddenly.

He seemed to think of something.

"How is the practice of Smoke's "Left and Right Blindness"?"

The sudden inquiry made Tomorrow's mouth pout slightly.

"One, generally."

“…… That's right. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Hayabusa Kimura shook his head with a smile, "Eat!" If you don't eat it, it's going to be cold. ”

……………………………………

It snowed overnight.

In the morning, the street was covered with a layer of snow, and the light shone on it, reflecting the dazzling white light.

The cold wind swept the corners of the passers-by's clothes, and everyone shrank back.

On the campus of Qiyu University of the Arts.

Hayabusa Kimura took Tomorrow's cold and soft little hand and walked towards the small building of the music department.

Both wore beige scarves of the same color around their necks.

Asuki is wearing a mask and her body is pressed against Hayaya Kimura's arm.

Rustle rustle......

The shoes made a decompressing sound when they stepped on the soft snow on the road.

Perhaps because of the snowfall, the roads on campus are not as lively as they used to be.

All I could hear was the sound of shoes scraping through the snow and the cold wind brushing over the branches.

In the morning, Hayaya Kimura received a call from the administrator of the small building of the music department.

If it weren't for the call, he would have forgotten to say something good to the administrator.

The administrator of the small building of the music department told him that there was a reservation for the recording studio that seemed to be canceled.

Inform Hayabusa Kimura in advance.

So, early in the morning, Hayabusa Kimura rushed to the music department with Asuchi.

Walking into the small building of the music department, Hayabusa Kimura pulled Asuki into the administrator's room.

"Ah, here you are."

The administrator greeted the Empress Dowager Kimura when she saw her.

"That...... Studio. ”

Hayabusa Kimura asked with a smile as he gently scratched his cheek with his fingers.

"Something seems to be wrong." An embarrassed look rose on the administrator's face, "The person who just wanted to cancel the appointment is still hesitating......

"Huh?" Kimura was stunned.

Is it possible to run for nothing?

"But Kimura-san, don't worry, that person looks like he will definitely cancel the appointment."

Looks like?

Hayabusa Kimura looked in the direction of the administrator's finger, through a small window in the room.

I saw a girl dressed in black standing in the corner of the hall on the first floor, as if she was making a phone call.

Just as they looked over.

The girl hung up the phone and turned and walked towards the administrator's room.

"I'm sorry, the studio may not be canceled for the time being......"

The girl stood at the door of the administrator's office and said apologetically.

"Huh? Sister Nishijima? ”