However, he just kept smiling there.

“Taki San…”

Faced with the desire that could never be vented, Kim Ji-soo hurriedly ran over.

The shoe cabinet at the entrance of the classroom was empty. She ran into the corridor without slippers and stopped and searched for a while.

While running just now, Takiichi's figure also extended the distance with her.

stairs.

Kim Ji-soo quickly jumped up the stairs, passed through the second floor and ran directly to the third floor.

Later, when I arrived at the corridor on the third floor, a straight corridor line extended forward along the end of her sight.

Warm light overflowed from the break in the corridor.

"Three years and three classes."

When he came to the door of the classroom with this brand, Kim Ji-soo hesitated for a moment, then he pushed open the sliding door with a firm look.

Warm light comes from a desk next to the window.

Unlike other desks piled in a corner of the classroom, there is only one that emits a unique light.

It was a scene full of sadness, but Kim Ji-soo had a very familiar feeling about the scene in front of him.

She just stepped into the desk and the red light disappeared instantly like a candle that was blown out.

It seemed as if she was avoiding her pursuit.

The warm light deliberately opened the distance from Kim Ji-soo, and at the same time, a feeling of loss spreading all over her body turned into an expression on her face.

She didn't want to give up, so she raised her feet wearing canvas shoes and walked forward.

When he stretched out his delicate and slender palms and stroked his fingertips on the table, Kim Ji-soo saw the already decadent DOO signal tower through the window.

There are tall buildings in the distance, which is like a dead silent scene after the end of the war.

This scene caused her to continue to touch the table that had previously shined with her hands and seemed lonely.

Lie quietly on the table, there are a few petals with flavor.

Pink, cherry blossom petals.

Their existence made Kim Ji-soo suddenly feel a faint heat.

Resting his body against the edge of the window, slowly slid down against the wall, and sat on the bench, facing the table in front of him that exuded a lonely atmosphere without any concealment.

"Haikai Takiichi..."

Takiichi's full name is engraved on one corner of the table, and under the Japanese text is the Roman pinyin annotation. Kim Ji-soo's eyes are whispering brilliantly.

This should be the mark carved by Takiichi with a knife in the past, and many people would do when they were students.

“Where is this?”

With his hands straightened up and placed them on the left and right ends of the table, Kim Ji-soo lay down and his cheeks pressed against the table.

"Why did I come to that kind of place..."

During the period when his vision went from blur to clear, Kim Ji-soo shook his eyes and kept nostalgic about the words "Haikai Takiichi".

If you took a picture with your mobile phone in your dream, can you find that photo in your mobile phone album after waking up?

The answer is impossible. How can the real world be connected to virtual dreams?

It is already a rare thing to allow both to exist in memory.

"Just because I miss you so much? Taki San?"

Constantly chanting the person's name, Kim Ji-soo covered her face with both hands.

"How long will it take...How long will it take...I can meet you again in this land of Seoul...Taki Sang?"

Because the palms blocked the mouth, there was a sense of dull vibration when the sound came out from the gap between the fingers.

But speaking of this, close your eyes and open them like you do now, and remove the palms covering your cheeks and realization, and maybe you will return to the real world by yourself.

"How many times will I have to endure such an unparalleled longing... I will die more and more."

While making complaints that only he could hear, Kim Ji-soo slowly magnified the gap between his fingers.

When the darkness broke through, the light outside the palm immediately came into contact with it, and at that moment, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"This is...."

On the left side of the corner of the desk with obvious scratches engraved with the words "Haikai Takichi", another name was written on the upper right side of the table that was put together.

It was the same handwriting as "Haikai Takiichi", but it was obviously the name of the handwriting of two people.

Myoi Mina...

Kim Ji-soo is extremely familiar with this name, a long time ago.

During the conversation between the two nights that night, Takiichi mentioned a female student who had a personality similar to him but had only been with each other for one semester.

Her name is... Ming Nan, from Hyogo Prefecture.

My father is a well-known doctor and my mother is a novelist.

She is very popular in the class and is very popular among boys, but the girls are very jealous of her beauty and ladylike temperament.

In this way, Naomi Nao is simply the opposite of Takiichi. When the two change their genders, they become each other.

"If Taki Sang hadn't dated Sakura, he should have liked such a girl in his bones, right?"

Unfortunately, because I only studied for one semester, the girl probably didn't even participate in the class photo that only once a year.

She doesn't know what she looks like now, but at least she lives in Takiichi's memories.

With that thought, Kim Ji-soo put his eyes back on the table.

The table next to Takiichi's seat is written in Japanese and Roman pinyin annotations.

According to his explanation, among the students in Sakura Country at that time, they would introduce themselves in front of new classmates in this way.

It is much clearer to write down your name directly on the desk than to walk to the podium in front and say loudly, "What is my name?" and "Where am I from?"

“Oni…Oni…”

Suddenly, I heard someone calling me. Kim Ji-soo's eyes froze.

When I came back to my senses, I returned to my original place.

dormitory.

I was still sitting on the bed, with my diary on my knees.

There is no roofless spire, nor is there a desk engraved with "Haikai Takiichi" and "Nan Mingi".

The sharp sound of the jet engine in his ears was no longer heard, and only Lisa's shouting in the door opened her voice and stirred her heart.

The Nanshan Tower in the other side of the sky stood tall on the high-rise building with a pale appearance. Kim Ji-soo stared at the tiny tower body that looked like a needle, feeling lost.

In this place, occasionally, due to the different winds, the tall tower will appear on the other side of the clouds.

At present, her left and right eyes, the Nanshan Tower and the Tokyo Tower in Seoul seem to be integrated into one at this moment.

"Onio Ni! Big thing! Big thing is coming!"

"What are you doing? So loud?"

Kim Ji-soo closed the diary with a calm expression and stuffed it under the pillow behind him.

"Correction is a big event, or a big news..."

"Is my voice very loud?"

Lisa rushed in in a hurry, picked up a glass of water on the table in front of Kim Ji-soo's bed and drank it directly.

"Even if the sound is loud, there is a reason. Something important happened to Ouni."

The glass of water was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as Lisa's throat squirmed into her body bit by bit.

But Kim Ji-soo thought of a very serious fact, and the muscles on his cheeks quickly twisted together.

"Oh! That's the water I use to water the flowers~~"

Kim Ji-soo clenches his fists together and grinned his teeth

"It hasn't drunk water for a day. What if it dies?"

"Oni, water it every day, so it will die faster~~" Lisa put down the water cup and learned to her tone.
Chapter completed!