Ah... I actually fell into a daze while having breakfast so early in the morning!

When she began to realize this, she no longer dared to look at Nako's face.

"Sorry Onei-chan, I was distracted. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"You also know that you didn't sleep well last night. You were hiding in bed alone with the light on to read Takiichi-chan's works. If he sees the dark circles under your eyes later..."

At the dinner table, Nako's muttering made Mitsuki feel embarrassed and full of guilt.

When he mentioned the dark circles under his eyes while reading a novel under the covers, she discovered and scolded him as expected.

However, it is better than having your parents find out.

Kimura Takuya and Kudo Shizuka were discussing something with Takiichi's parents in another room. In short, they had a very pleasant conversation, which could be seen from the expressions on their faces.

Although Nako kept chattering in a crisp voice for more than ten minutes in the private room where she dined last night, she did so from the perspective of caring about her own health.

Probably because I thought about things like being punished by the teacher if I fell asleep in the school classroom after returning to Tokyo, so I felt so angry.

Mitsuki once again realized that he went to bed very late because he went crazy for attending Takiichi's birthday party. It was simply unforgivable to do that when his sleep time was severely reduced.

Therefore, after being scolded by Nako, he "trembled all over" and shrank his neck like an ostrich.

Fortunately, although she scolded her, her tone was not scary. It was the opposite of the teacher in school who scolded students with a straight face.

I just remember that at the end she took a big mouthful of rice and then said, "Send me the electronic version of "The Story of Pancreas" later, and I won't tell the seniors."

The seniors she mentioned were Guangxi's parents. This was a deal she couldn't refuse, so when Guangxi nodded, the scolding was over.

...

"Bang..."

The arrow still didn't hit the center point, and even missed the target before and after this, which made Takiichi feel inexplicably irritable.

Everything originated from that dream, so if he didn't hold this thing tightly in his hand, he would never be able to have a comfortable and satisfying morning.

Until his grip strength declined and his arms trembled, he still insisted on practicing bow and arrow.

Afterwards, Takiichi took the prepared notebook and pen from the servant, sat down and started writing.

I don't know when he started, but in order not to forget the scenes in his dreams, he developed the habit of writing these things in his diary.

The nebulae stuck in the sky, the aquamarine starry sky that was too beautiful to be natural, and the girl who was sitting on the lawn with her knees folded all the time and could only smell the fragrance of her hair but couldn't see her face.

In the quiet morning, the warm sun shone down from the sky and fell on Takiichi's feet through the eaves.

Apart from the sparse chirping of birds, there was only the crisp sound of the pen rubbing against the paper.

"Speaking of which, I feel like I have been having a strange dream, as if I have become someone else's dream.

After waking up from the dream, I was used to waiting for the next dream to come, so it seemed like I could not resist standing back to the starting point of waiting in reincarnation.

I don't know how long I have to wait to see an answer.

I don’t know how long I can keep waiting for a result. No matter where you are in the world, I will definitely go to see you again.

I want to get to know you again, starting with your name.

When I wake up every morning, this feeling of lack will sweep through my body for the rest of the day.

Just like after the sand collapses, there is the only piece of sand that will not disappear, and that is loneliness.

I understand, I know it at this moment.

After that, all that will remain in my heart is this period of hesitation and confusion.

Like a weight that was forced upon me, I embraced the separation in my dreams and the impact of reality.

I always feel that we have met in the past. No... maybe this is just an illusion.

Maybe it's just wishful thinking like a dream. Maybe it's just a delusion from a previous life.

Even so, I and we, just a little bit better, want to be together then. Just a little bit better, we want to be together now."

I kept recording until I woke up from the dream and stopped writing. As usual, after drawing the end, Takiichi changed the beginning of the paragraph again.

“In that dream, at that time, I saw the day when the comet streaked across the sky, it was like, like a dreamy scene.

It is truly an unparalleled and extremely beautiful scenery. It is scattered in all directions, or it rises in all directions.

In the floating sense of being unable to confirm this fact, the comet shone brightly in the night sky, and then the comet broke apart and its fragments fell."

At this point, Takiyi held the cap of his pen in his mouth, glanced back and forth, and after no thoughts of modification filled his mind, he quickly added another sentence.

"Perhaps, one thing I can be sure of is that if we meet somewhere somewhere one day, we will definitely recognize each other at a glance.

Even if I don’t know your name, I will definitely imprint your feelings deeply in my mind, and then I will recognize you at a glance in the surging crowd;

If I could, I really want to hug you.

I probably feel that all encounters in this world are really just reunions after a long separation..."

Strange dreams blocked the connection between time and space, but they kept missing each other.

Takiichi closed his notebook and sighed deeply.

That girl is not Sakura.

This was the only fact he could be sure of.

Even in dreams, it is impossible not to recognize the back of the person you love after knowing each other for more than ten years.

What's more, Sakura has never had such long hair in these years, and her back is much thinner than the girl in the dream.

"Bang bang..."

The practice of bow and arrow did not make Takiichi feel comfortable.

Because except for the two maids serving here, no one else was watching.

So you can actually prepare a few more arrows to play the archery game, and this game is also very popular nowadays.

However, the bow he holds is much heavier than what young people play with, so Taki has always been training according to the prescribed movements from entering to exiting.

The muscles are repeatedly tightening and relaxing, and each training session allows the physical strength to climb to a higher level.

In fact, this kind of strictly prescribed training is also very interesting and incredible.

"Bow and arrow training is like a creature's behavior of eliminating the discordant and meaningless personality of its own body and adjusting itself to the best state. This feeling is like sharpening a pencil, sharpening the parts that are about to become dull into a sharp angle.

.”

When I heard the words I once taught momo about bow and arrow.

The next moment, the aluminum arrow in front of me flew out and hit the red bullseye.

"first..."

Pulling out the arrow inserted into the bullseye, Taki turned around and looked up at the scorching sun in the sky.

I have seen that dream intermittently many times in the past.

For some reason, this dream always happens at night.

Walking up the hill with that girl, the feeling of her feet on the soft ground, and the sound of her shoes cutting through the weeds, everything was so real.

Insects are flying and the breeze is blowing.

The girl's long hair was blowing in the wind with her back turned, and you could smell the fragrance of her hair like green fruits.

Perhaps because she felt that the hair floating around her face was a little bothersome, she gently brushed away the few strands of hair.

Jingle bell, jingle bell...

When the breeze blows her long hair, it makes such a crisp sound.

In the dream, Taki opened her eyes confidently for a while, and finally saw a bunch of red rope between her ponytail.
Chapter completed!