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Chapter 197 In the snowy sky, Raku Sakakibara fell into Nanamiyue’s dreamland (2)(3/4)

[Kamihara Raku] smiled as he watched his sister happily trotting down the hillside.

At the same time, Kanbaru Raku, who witnessed this incident from a first-hand perspective, was also filled with emotions.

Continuous-shooting bamboo gun.

With this thing in hand, Ah Ling will definitely become the king of the kids among those little brats, right?

It’s really a nostalgic gadget.

The perspective continues to move with [self].

[I] walked down the mountain and headed back home along the narrow field ridges where the mountains were intertwined.

The plum rain is still falling, although it is very small, but if you stay under the rain for a long time, it will inevitably leave layers of tiny raindrops on your head.

[Myself] is carrying a hatchet used for chopping firewood at home. It seems that he has the habit of admiring the scenery while walking. He occasionally turns his head to observe the highway lanes parallel to the field ridges.

A car passed by the rural station across the field, making the sound of tires in the rain.

The plum rainy day makes the dark sky heavy, which also makes the surrounding scenery dim. The wind in the plum rain continues to press the tender green straw in the fields, one after another, one after another turns white and rustles.

[Self], suddenly stopped.

The angle of view involuntarily went to the little girl sitting alone under the country station. Her conspicuous flaxen hair and blue dress wet by the rain involuntarily attracted [myself] on the field ridge across the road.
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The little girl's face was gloomy, and she looked indescribably lonely.

Just sitting alone, without shaking his legs or turning his head.

Kanbaru also saw it.

He understands [his] mood now.

Curiosity - Curious why she appears here.

I’m curious as to why she’s still sitting here alone despite being caught in the rain.

[He] stood on the field ridge and watched for a while. Probably out of concern, he crossed the field ridge, crossed the highway, and came to the station.

"...Are you okay?"

In order not to make himself look like a bad person, [Kamihara Raku] lowered his voice very softly.

The little girl was not wary of him, did not raise her head, and of course, did not speak.

She is very weird.

That’s what [Kamihara Raku] thought at the time.

Today’s Kanhara Raku thinks the same way.

If I remember correctly, Qi Mingyue should be only five years old at this time.

A little girl about the same age as her sister.

Why...she shows that calm expression of nothing?

[Kamihara Raku] asked her gently twice more, and then the little girl responded.

She raised her face.

Issued the most common question.

"Who are you?"

Well, Kagura Raku has to admit that even Miss Tianhai’s voice is quite cold in her childhood.

He continued to read.

[Myself] is answering:

"Who am I? My name is Kagura Raku, and I live in the house across from the field. Let me point it out to you. Well, that's right there. I live there."

The little girl did not look in the direction he pointed, but turned her sky-blue eyes to see the hatchet and the unused roll of tape in his hand.

"Are you here to kidnap me?"

......

As expected of Miss Tianhai, she had such a personality even in her childhood.

"If so, I hope you will hurry up."

Even so, Kanbaru Raku felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart when he saw such a young Nanamigyue showing a sad expression.

Perspective continues.

"Of course not, I'm just curious why you are here."

"Well, I'm right here."

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"Kidnap me quickly."

The little girl said this and held out her arms to him with their wrists together.

How strange.

"I'm not here to kidnap you. I'm holding a hatchet because I just chopped bamboo."

"Yeah, that's such a pity." The little girl put down her hand and continued to lower her head. After being quiet for a while, she raised her eyes again and asked, "Why are you talking to me."

"You stay here alone on a rainy day and you are wet. No one will care."

"Really, but I've been sitting here for a long time, and my mother hasn't come to see me." The little girl looked down at her stained skirt.

"How long have you been here?"

"...I don't know, I only know that it was raining heavily at that time."

"Is it raining heavily? It must be at least noon, but it's almost five o'clock in the afternoon now, and you've been sitting here all afternoon?!"

"Probably..."

This place is close to the sea and is a rural area on an island. Except for a car that will pass by for a long time, no one will pass by here at all on rainy days.

Alas, a five-year-old girl got caught in the rain and sat at a rural station for several hours.

Even if Kamigahara sees it now, he can't help but ask.

[I] thought the same way at that time. After hearing the little girl's answer, I couldn't help but frown:

"I haven't seen you in the village. Are you not from the village?"

"My mother, sister, and I are here to travel."

"Travel...oh, are you staying at the Clement Hotel? That place has just been repaired."

"It seems...that's the name."

"That place is not too far away."

The little girl stopped talking. She seemed to like being alone like this.

[Kamihara Raku] saw her wet little skirt.

"You'll catch a cold like this."

"Hmm."

"...cold can be very uncomfortable."

"Hmm."

"...Do you understand what a cold means?"

"Hmm."

From the perspective of watching a movie, Kanbaru watched Xiao Qiyue replying three "um"s in a row when asked by [himself], and couldn't help but sigh at Miss Tianhai's weird personality when she was a child.

"Where is your home? Do you want to go home?"

"I want to wait for my mother to come find me."

"...But you waited from morning to noon and now."

(Aunt... Alas, no matter how bad a woman she is, she would not leave five-year-old Qi Mingyue here like this!)

"Hmm."

Still "Yeah."

This proves that what he said makes no sense at all now.

"It's raining a little less now, maybe... you can try walking back to the hotel first?"

"I have to wait for my mother. Mom...should come to me."

"How about you follow me first?"

"..."
To be continued...
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