"Tokyo? You're going to study so far away? ”

"Hmm!"

"Why? It's the same everywhere in high school, isn't it good to go to high school in the ground first? ”

"Anyway, I want to go to Tokyo for university in the future, so I should adapt to the life of the metropolis in advance, and the teacher also promised us that he would write a letter of recommendation for us to the high school in Tokyo."

"Hmm......"

"Please, Dad, Mom, let's go to Tokyo."

Under our soft grinding and hard bubbles, my parents finally agreed to our request to go to Beijing.

However, as junior high school students, it is clear that we cannot live alone in Tokyo without a supervisor.

Even if we were a genius, in their eyes, I would be a fourteen-year-old kid after all.

My mother's sister has been living alone in Tokyo for more than 10 years, and I heard that she is willing to be our guardian and take care of our daily life during the three years we are in high school.

So, during the spring break after graduating from junior high school, we were full of joy waiting for the arrival of a new life.

I bought a fashion magazine at a convenience store that I would never buy before, trying to imitate the dress of a hot girl in the metropolis, but we definitely can't do that kind of amazing exposure.

Even the underwear is still wearing a children's model with a 1,000 yen three-strip suit.

In short, it is better to give up on the matter of debuting as a hot girl in high school.

So, as the start of the school year approached, we embarked on the Shinkansen to Tokyo on our own.

Mom's sister is a fashionable woman who speaks fluent standard language, and we have almost no impression of her, but she recognizes us at a moment.

With her first impression, we can't help but wonder if she and her mother are sisters.

Looking at her breasts, which made us feel majestic compared to Jin Jiaocheng, we had a trace of delusion that we could become this size in the future.

Tokyo is huge.

Mom, you should come to Tokyo too.

……

……

When we got to high school, we tried to find people like us around us.

Specifically, I want to find people who can't read the air, people who are talked about, people who are bound by talents.

Because that's what we are.

In a metropolis like Tokyo, there must exist, and there must be people like us.

What kind of lives do they live?

Whether it is crushed by talent, whether it enjoys the title of genius, whether it carries the expectations of others.

We want to objectively observe "Yang Gongyao" from the perspective of that kind of person, and hope they can tell us.

Is our way of life wrong?

Then, we found it.

"Wow~~ Yao-chan, the midterm exam is the first in the whole grade, it's amazing!"

"Humph! Keep praising us! And much more! ”

"Hahaha~~ Yao-chan is so cute!"

We have made good friends who even if we keep stealing the limelight, we will praise our lovely good friends.

We like to make friends the most, and although people in my hometown say that people in Tokyo are very arrogant and very difficult to get along with, we seem to be very lucky and meet good people.

Can this be considered a talent for making friends?

We're not sure.

"Yao-chan Yao-chan! Look at it, the second-grade transcript, there is a person who is the same as Ling, and he has a full score in all subjects~"

It was the first time we learned his name.

It's as if in your own world, the wall of air that should have existed is gone, and you discover the new world hidden behind it, and you are thrilled to be there.

Can we learn about ourselves from that person?

Learn what kind of person Yomiya Yao is and why he has talent.

We thought we had found our kind, we thought we had found precious companions.

But we seem to be wrong.

Even if they never approached him, they never spoke to him.

His back, his eyes, the attitude of the people around him when they treat him.

We can smell it from that man, and he is smelling very sad.

Obviously he has the ability to change the status quo, but he doesn't work hard for it at all, we really can't understand his thoughts.

Such an idea only appeared for a moment, and it made us cold as if we were in an ice cellar, and the enthusiasm in our hearts was frozen at this moment.

…… It's the same.

We've become like those people.

Those who let us work hard, let us not waste our talents, let us carry their will.

By imposing our own worldview on others, we are extremely afraid that we will become the person we hate.

Because of this unknown fear, we chose to turn a blind eye.

Pretending not to care about him, pretending not to know his face, before we knew it, we forgot the purpose of coming to this school, the purpose of coming to Tokyo.

- We're here to find the same kind.

"Yang Gong, if you really don't want to join the club, are you interested in joining the student union?"

One day in the second semester, a woman who claimed to be the student council president came to us.

"Senior Sister President, did you invite anyone else besides us?"

"Well, there's another one."

"Who is it?"

"I think you've seen it, it's a second-year Jinguji classmate."

“…… Okay, let's agree to join the student union. ”

Probably, that's where it all began.

……

……

Brilliant fireworks slowly rose into the sky, bursting into countless starlight scattered, and the girl sat on the stone pier, looking up at the bright night sky.

The young man next to her was also leaning her neck, she secretly looked at him, and in the depths of the young man's pupils, she found the fireworks in the sky.

"Fireworks, they're so beautiful."

She sighed again.

Not far away, the twins and Yamada Kanaya had already stopped, looking in the direction of the fireworks.

To this day, Yang Gongyao still hasn't been able to figure out why a girl like her is endowed with talent.

And she also understands that even if she has the talent that others envy, the troubles that adolescence should have will not be less.

She was like that, and so was the boy next to her.

They are of the same kind, and so are those who cannot understand them.

It is very difficult for people to understand each other, and they may not be able to truly understand each other with anyone in their lifetime.

Whether you are a genius or a mortal, you live under the same blue sky with different troubles.

The essence is because they are all unique selves in this world.

Then, Yang Gongyao is no longer needed.

"Bh. Senior. ”

“…… Well? ”

"Next year, let's come together again."

Jingu Siyue was slightly stunned, looked at the junior girl beside her, and said softly: "Stupid~bastard, next year, it will be you who will lead them." ”

"Graduation is not death, what does it matter if you come to the summer festival." Yang Gong Yao said.

"You guy, how dare you say it." The boy rubbed her head mercilessly, and the girl let out a stubborn cry of resistance.

Suddenly, the boy withdrew his hand, stopped looking at the girl, and stared intently at the fireworks in the sky.

"Well, if you have the chance, come again."

(End of chapter)