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Chapter 1 Half a year of life shattered head-on(1/2)

[Ale, the address is Roppongi National Museum of Art, Cafe on the second floor. Remember to bring your sister over on time at two o'clock in the afternoon. I have something big to announce to you. 】

Shinjuku, Tokyo.

It’s the second week in mid-April, a spring day with clear skies.

The cherry blossom trees on the Kanda River stretch along both sides of the river, shading the paths along the banks. The pink cherry blossoms fall endlessly from the clear blue sky, and are so beautiful that they are beyond words.

Sakakihara put away her cell phone, stepped on the cherry blossom petals under her feet, walked among the crowd, and continued to pace slowly towards the station.

He was curious about the text message his mother sent him.

What is it that she can call a big deal?

Speaking of important events, Sakakibara remembered that a month ago, he awakened a system - but this is not the point. The point is that he received a different kind of confession letter that afternoon.

A black confession letter.

As one of the top five students in the Akita Private High School, the leader of the National Kyudo Division, and a boy with a charm rating of 8, he was accustomed to such things as confession letters when he was in junior high school.

But the black confession letter, which he had never seen before, successfully attracted his attention.

The book cover is exquisitely packaged, the handwriting is graceful, and there is his favorite fragrance of lilies when it is opened.

It simply got to his heart.

However, although this is a confession letter, the content inside is extremely simple:

A name, a social media account.

This is strange.

Those affectionate confessions, long and short love poems, Sakakihara Raku could ignore them at will, after all, nothing was more important than studying, but this letter, which was as short as a scam text message, aroused his curiosity.

He added that contact information.

Through this, he met a girl named Ashiya Suzaku.

Today is also one of the most important moments in life for me.

...

The warm breeze of mid-April blew through the cherry blossom-filled road, and the train passed through the Takiri intersection.

"Dang-dang-dang...!"

Amid the red flash and violent ringing of the siren, the "level crossing" lowered its railings, blocking someone's progress.

Raku Sakakihara raised his head and stared at the Toden Arakawa Line whizzing past in front of him.

He didn't know what kind of magic power this girl Suzaku Ashiya had.

But she was like a Bole who fully understood her own thoughts. In just five days, the two of them became close friends who talked about everything.

Whether it's hobbies, studying for exams, or even the sweet tea, fruits and vegetables that I like to eat, the other person can clearly tell me the key points that he thinks are good, and comment appropriately to his heart.

The first time I dated online, the first time I got a close friend, the first time I felt the urge to know more about a person of the opposite sex.

And today at noon, she took the initiative to ask herself out to meet.

For the first time, Sakakihara Raku felt a sense of anticipation.

As for the big thing my mother said?

Let’s wait until we meet in person.

.......

Listening to the ethereal jingle of the passing train, I walked leisurely through the Takiri intersection with a smile.

Raku Sakakihara arrived at the station and waited on the platform with the crowded crowd.

The mobile phone received the message.

Ashiya:【Where have you been?】

Sakakihara tapped the screen with two fingers to reply: [Just arrived at Waseda Station.]

Ashiya: [(Reserved smile emoticon) Didn’t you say you’ve always wanted to see my photos? Since we’re about to meet... it’s okay to show you these. Just wait a moment and I’ll send you the photos]

A gentle female prompt sounded from the platform loudspeaker, and the tram coming from afar ushered in with the sound of grinding and rubbing against the rails.

Sakakibara put down his cell phone and couldn't help but follow the gazes of everyone on the platform and look at the square head of the train.

The phone suddenly rang twice.

Ashiya:【Picture】

Ashiya:【Picture】

Just when Raku Sakakihara discovered the information on the lock screen and wanted to click on it to take a closer look.

"Sister, be careful."

"Hey, wait, wait a minute——!"

His hand was suddenly pulled by a girl who had lost her footing.

It fell to the ground with a clatter.

Unfortunately, the phone jumped on the ground, once, twice, towards the tram track without any guardrails, and was hit head-on by the square-headed tram that broke through the wind.

Sakakibara's hands froze in mid-air.

...

"Ah, as expected of my sister, she got into trouble again."

"You, please stop talking first... I'm very, very sorry! It's my fault. I didn't hurt you, right?" The girl who regained her balance clasped her hands in front of her skirt and looked at her delicate face with apologetic expressions.

To Sakakibara's dull expression.

The roar of the tram still lingers in my ears.

Raku Sakakibara looked helplessly at the train passing by in front of him, and the strong wind coming from head-on blew his hair.

This is the latest iPhone I bought only after working for half a year...

It's hard to say goodbye to the yellowed smartphone with buttons in the past. I planned to use this phone for ten to eight years, but I haven't warmed it up yet...

nowadays--

The sky is completely different.

Sakakibara put down his empty hand, "There are no physical injuries. After all, the injuries are the mobile phone that I spent more than half a year's work money to get, half a year of my life, half a year of 10 o'clock at night, and half a year of vacation."

The tram stopped, and people started to move back and forth getting on and off the train.

"It's so miserable. Sister, what should you do now?"

"I, I don't know either... I just did it accidentally..."

"As expected of a sister, she can wrestle on flat ground."

"My fault..."

"Sure enough, the sister who has made a mistake can only compensate by becoming her girlfriend. Do you want to commit yourself to her?"

Tianhai Jiuliuli turned around.

But she only saw her sister holding the shoulder bag with both hands obediently, and her little face looking away...

As expected, my sister was still angry.

Helpless, my sister turned around again and looked at Sakakibara Raku, with an apology on her face again:

"sorry."

The tram closed its door and drove away.

The track in front of the platform became empty again, but Sakakihara Raku could no longer see his mobile phone, not even a fragment of a corpse.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So, how are you going to solve this matter?" he said, staring at the empty tram track under the platform.

"I'm very, very sorry! I will try my best to make it up to you."

The girl bent down sincerely, and when she raised her head again, Sakakihara Raku, who looked towards the girl, could see her face clearly.

He was stunned for a moment, almost subconsciously.

The girl is wearing a sky blue dress. Her facial features are exquisite and straight, her shoulders are exposed, her legs are slender, under her delicate and slender eyebrows, her sapphire blue eyes are smooth and bright, and her milky white skin is delicate and clean without any roughness.

The breeze as the train left caused her flaxen hair, as transparent as silk, to sway gently, blowing against her noble face like a lily.

It reminds me of the brilliant cherry blossoms I saw on the bank of the Kanda River just now.

Behind the girl, the younger sister stood upright holding a brown shoulder bag. Her hands were placed in front of her skirt. Her eyes were slightly darker than her elder sister's, and her expression was calmer.

"you......"

twin?

Twin sisters who can truly be called beautiful girls.

Like a lady from a famous family, her upright demeanor and beauty that cannot be hidden even if she apologizes are definitely not a temperament that ordinary people can match.
To be continued...
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