The golden sunlight poured from behind him, and the documents on the table were very glaring, and the black words seemed to be dyed with a layer of transparent paint, making it difficult to distinguish.

I looked up at the wall clock on the wall.

In this way, it turned out to be time to leave school, and the school radio should have sounded, so I accidentally got into my mind.

I looked at the rather scattered papers on the desk, and it seemed that I still couldn't finish it today, and sure enough, it would be a bit difficult for a student with only one person.

Yamada-san's words...... Well, he did an excellent job as an accountant, and I can't put the rest of my duties on him.

Take some of it home and do it, I thought.

Go to the sink in the hallway, clean the teapot and cups, put them back in the cabinet, check the locks on the doors and windows, hang the key to the student council room back in the staff room, and bow goodbye to the teacher on duty.

I, Hoshino Mori Seino, ended my school life today.

Standing at the school gate, I turned around and looked at the teaching building behind me, there were no students on the campus at this time, but the sky seemed to still have the guitar remnants of the light music club's practice, I closed my eyes and listened carefully for a while.

Sure enough, it can't be heard.

Speaking of which, I always seem to be the last student to leave school, and of course, I don't complain about that.

On the contrary, under this silent twilight, the school was serenely like a dry city, with a sense of security that fascinated me inside and out.

This doesn't mean that I'm a withdrawn person, I don't hate people, I get along well with my classmates, and I occasionally meet up with friends from my former club on weekends.

But this is by no means to say that I am cheerful, and if I were to label myself, the first thing I would choose would never be cheerful or optimistic, and I would always feel that it was describing someone with a lot of nerves.

I wanted to be a slender person at heart, but it was still a bit difficult for me, at least when I faced Yonomiya-san and Jinguji-san, I didn't treat them carefully.

Why exactly?

I am so strong that I hope they can sing the praises of youth.

I was confused by the feeling that came from nowhere.

As a high school student, as the president of the school's student council, I think I bring out the best in me.

There were times when I felt tired, and I sometimes wanted to rely on someone, but unexpectedly, I seemed to be stronger than I thought.

I thought I had a good memory.

But I can't remember if I was that strong before.

Or is it someone I've actually relied on?

I don't know if this is my delusion, but I always feel that there is an invisible fault between me and the former Hoshino Mori Seino.

It's not that my preferences have changed, my personality has changed, I still like to eat honey meat floss bread in front of the station, or I still hate boys who behave frivolously.

I'm still Hoshino Mori Seino.

But just like I said to Jinguji, there must be something missing from me.

And I also realized that I would never be able to realize for the rest of my life what I was missing.

As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't let go of it, and I couldn't help but want to cry sadly.

……

……

"I'm back."

No one at home responded to me, my father was busy with the company's business and rarely came home, and my mother just sent me a text message asking me to fix dinner by myself.

Today, I am alone at home.

There's no way around it.

I feel a little guilty about my parents, and I feel sorry from the bottom of my heart for not being the daughter they were hoping for.

I seem to have been born into a relatively well-to-do family, living in a premium condominium in Roppongi 3-chome, just a 3-minute walk from Roppongi Station.

I go back and forth between Roppongi Station and Nakameguro Station every day, never take a detour after leaving school, go home as soon as possible, and then follow my mother to receive various tutors.

Since I was a child, I received a lot of so-called elite education, art, dance, piano, foreign languages, and I was always dealing with these things while other children were playing with swings and sand.

At first, I tried to resist, but I was too young to remember exactly what I did.

Only my mother's words really impressed me and made me unforgettable, and I often woke up at night with nightmares, and it was also because of that sentence.

[If you can't become the best celebrity, you will no longer be the daughter of the Hoshino Mori family. 】

Yes...... I see.

It turned out that I wanted to continue to be their daughter, so I couldn't swing and play in the sand.

Then there is no way.

Family is always more important than swings and sand.

I worked drawing, I worked dancing, I tried the piano, I tried to practice everything they wanted to see in me.

Luckily, I'm an easy person to accept and don't have anything particularly annoying, so as I grew up and got along for a long time, I naturally liked these things.

Because my heart is an empty shell, I receive it very quickly, which may be my strength.

But even if I am like this, I can accept all the hot love of my parents, and there seems to be one thing that I can't accept.

According to my mother, I betrayed her and betrayed the Hoshino Mori family.

When I was 15 years old, I had a fiancé.

If it goes well, if I've always been Hoshino Mori Hoshino, I'll probably be the wife of that one after graduating from college.

The other party is a teenager about the same age as me, and I have only met him once, and I don't even know how to write his name in Chinese characters.

Perhaps it was at that time that I awakened to a feeling that I had never experienced until now.

I longed for freedom, I longed for courage.

But "desire" alone will not break the cage.

Even if you wake up, it doesn't mean you can do anything.

I'm like a canary in a cage, and it's not that my caregivers don't love me, it's just that I can't speak up, I don't say "no" to their love.

Until the summer of this year.

I have definitely gained, grown, and my empty heart is filled.

Courage, Enlightenment, Dreams...... Love.

Could these be my delusions?

I do not know.

17-year-old Hoshino Mori Seino has taken the most crucial step in his life.

I broke the daily routine of Hoshino Mori and even today.

He ran alone to the boy's house, explained his feelings to his parents, and finally bowed deeply to them.

What I didn't expect was that the young man who almost became my future husband already had a sweetheart, but he didn't dare to disobey his parents like me, and when he heard my words, he stood on the same front as me.

I am very grateful that he was able to stand up at that time, and I wish him true love.

But this incident caused an irreparable rift in my relationship with my parents.

For the first time, I learned that my mother could be so hysterical, just because the other party was the son of a parliamentarian.

I just don't know what my 17-year-old mother would answer if she were to ask her which is more seductive than true love or a councillor?

But I don't regret it, I'm glad I mustered up the courage to say no to my parents' love for the first time, slashed the rusty bolts with my wings, and flew into the sky.

I thought I had a good memory.

But I don't remember where this courage came from.

I only know that the moment I broke free, the delicious taste of freedom made me fascinated and couldn't stop.

……

……

I found some ingredients from the fridge and made myself a very simple but delicious dish, and all the dishes I mastered were taught to me by my mother herself.

She has always been a very gentle mother for as long as I can remember.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

Back in my bedroom, I didn't change out of my uniform and started working on the student council paperwork to keep me in school.

The number of documents I took home was not much, and I sorted it out until eight o'clock in the evening, and finally got this part done, stretched my waist, rolled on the bed for a while, and lay in the same position for more than ten minutes before I was ready to take a bath and go to bed.

There was an extra hole in the back of my pajamas at some point, because I didn't have a wound on my back, maybe it was accidentally scratched when drying or storing.

I remember there were new unopened pajamas in the closet, so I reached into the closet.

Then, in the corner of the closet, I found a small box.

When opened, there is a diary.

Although I have a habit of keeping a diary, I am very unfamiliar with the diary in front of me.

So, I turned the first page.

[August x]

[Today is the anniversary of my official relationship with him for one month. 】

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……

I thought I had a good memory.