On the night of early August, the nearly perfect moon shines among the clouds as thin as fish scales. It seems that tomorrow is also a good weather.

Finished summer math homework.

Tazaki began to hold his chin, looking out the window at Misato Misato and Kuriyama Sakuraya who were talking intimately under the beech tree, and the middle finger of his right hand still had a mild numbness caused by long-term writing.

The sea breeze blows up the mountainside, swaying branches, lawns, and everything in your vision is flashing with a leaping silver light.

In the future, I must buy a villa in Kamakura, a neat and beautiful villa with a large kitchen and a large bookstore. I will read, listen to music, watch movies, cook and cook. Looking at Hoshinoki's black hair rising in the wind, Tazaki thought to myself that I would be very happy to live with her.

I make it, she eats it.

During the time when I was thinking about what dishes to make to please her, the feeling of fatigue suddenly came over my head like the sky collapsed.

Whether it is a big villa or a meal, all of them disappeared without a trace. Only I survived, floating on the table like a whale and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, with a "click", the door opened and Hoshinohua walked in.

She was still wearing her school uniform and walked into the room, smiling sweetly at him.

Tazaki woke up, looked up, and shouted hoarsely: "Hanami San."

"What?"

"You've been here all the time?"

"Then there is still fake?"

"Nowhere and never disappeared?"

"It is impossible for people to disappear so easily."

"I'm dreaming."

"I know, I've been watching you and heard you call my name."

After saying that, Hoshinoha saw him take off his watch and put it on the table, take off his shoes. Then he unbuttoned his shirt one by one like peeling peas, took off his skirt, took off his black stockings, folded them one by one and placed them on the chair, and then walked through the carpet barefoot quietly and got into the quilt.

After covering the quilt, she turned her head and asked, "Are you still not sleeping?"

Tazaki turned off the light, gently lifted the quilt and hugged her.

Warm and smooth body with a stable and realistic weight.

“Not disappeared.”

"Of course not." Hoshinoha Miyako said, "Didn't I say that people won't disappear so easily unless they are buried quietly into Tokyo Bay."

"Sister, please spare me!" Tazaki said, touching her cheek with her fingertips.

"Is my figure distorted?"

"It's not a mistake for others if it's gone. Who makes you so edible?"

"Stomach is expanding~" Hoshinohua said calmly, "I can't help it when I meet something I want to eat. I can't help it. By the way, put my ear on my stomach and listen."

Tazaki retracted into the cup and obediently pressed her ear against her belly as flat as a canvas.

The skin is thin, soft and very warm. Although I have eaten a lot of food, my stomach has not bulged at all, and it is the ninth miracle of the world.

"How is it?" Hoshinoka asked.

"I can't hear the child's movement."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Hoshinoka pulled his hair down when she saw it was unhappy, "I asked if I heard any movement from digestion?"

Tazaki held his breath and focused.

In addition to her heart beating slowly, her body also had a very subtle vibration, as if she was walking in a quiet forest, listening to the sound of logging from the distance.

"My sister's body is very moving." Tazaki sticks her head out of the quilt and puts her hand over her shoulders. The fragrance of her hair comes from the darkness.

Hoshinoki Jin asked: "What else?"

“The legs are charming.”

"Not bad." Hoshinoka said with a smile, "There is no excess flesh, no wrinkles on the abdomen, and her skin is very elastic. It seems that she can be romantic for a while."

Speaking of this, she put her hand on Tazakiji's cheek: "But these will suddenly disappear one day, right? It's like a line breaks and can never recover."

"It won't disappear." Tazakiji hugged her body tightly and engraved the warmth into his heart.

"I always feel that even if we two are separated..." Hoshinoka paused and buried her face in his shoulder: "In ten years, or twenty years, we will meet in some strange way."

Tazaki put his chin against her hair: "It's like Dickens' novel."

"Do you like Dickens?"

"Well, I'm one of my favorite writers."

"I don't like it." Hoshinoha saw that she shook her head and muttered: "Death, women, sadness, Dickens' novels can never be missing these three elements, they are quite tragic. I can't see these things, I like happier ones and happy ones."

"The tragedy is deep enough." Tazaki felt her elastic body with both hands and her favorite water droplet shape, and said with emotion: "Love will turn into tragedy, and regret it will be poetic."

"So that's how it is." Hoshinoka nodded thoughtfully and asked him: "Is that stabbing the male protagonist to death a poetic act?"

Tazaki's hand froze and quickly moved to her waist calmly: "Can you change your poetry, such as looking at the number of moons..."

"For example, putting a sack on and sinking into Tokyo Bay?"

"...Who did Tokyo Bay offend? Why do everyone want to fill it?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Seeing that Hoshinoka bit his shoulder angrily, the force was not heavy and unclear. It hurt so much that Tazaki clenched his teeth, but it didn't make it even more bleeding.

"I want to kill you."

As she said that, she moved her lips and kissed Tazaki's collarbone in one mouthful.

Long hair fell on his chest.

Tazaki closed his eyes comfortably and savored the feeling of this kiss. He thought of the pavilion in Shinjuku Gyoen, the handkerchiefs of handkerchiefs of flowers and deer, and the carp flags flying on the flagpole of Sakura's family's dojo.

I really can't leave her...

Opening his eyes quietly, Tazaki took his hand around behind her and untied her, looking for the hook for her underwear.

After fumbled for a while, Hoshinohua saw Suan open her mouth and stared at him quietly in the darkness.

"A little above," she said.

Removed the barrier and the two of them were closely attached.

Hoshinoha smiled and said, "Life is really incredible."

The faint soft light shone on her cheeks, the moonlight shining in outside the window, and her eyes also reflected light, gentle and soft, as warm as the spring sunshine.

"Thank you," said Tazakiji, "Thank you for not having a fuss during the meal just now."

"How can you live up to such delicious food!"

Seeing Hinanoha put his head on his chest and his body was tightly pressed, warm moisture exhaled from the faint breathing.

"But this is the last tenderness," she added.

Tazaki reached out to hug her, feeling her trembling while thinking in her heart about what kind of person she was.

The problem is not that simple, it cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

What is it like to be in the middle of me?

Thinking of this, I felt a little sad.

Tazakiji understood that if he had been in the same choice again, he would still repeat the same mistake.

I can no longer become an authentic person. If I want to turn Kasashima Shimamoto into my own greed, it can be said that I have an innate tendency attribute.

If you experience it after years of reviewing it, what you experience from it is just a basic fact: indeed, you have never had the idea of ​​hurting anyone at once, but behavior and thought are two things that need to be viewed separately. If necessary, you will become selfish and greedy. Even the objects you should be caring for can find high-sounding reasons to give irreversible and decisive harm.

It's painful to admit this, but that's the case.

“Hanami San.”

Tazakiji hugged her body tightly and said everything in her ear.

It includes the entanglements between three high school girls, the presence of the boss's wife, and what happened with Kazuhashi Shimamoto.

When Sakura Ritsuyama said the relationship between him and I were at the end, he could also emphasize: "Sakura and I didn't hide anything from you. The only close contact was that she knew that there was a person hiding in the closet and deliberately asked me to touch my feet."

"No need to talk too much." Seeing his hand on his cheek, Hoshinoha whispered: "I can trust Sakura. She is not a person like you who is full of lies!"

The fingertips of the cage in the faint moonlight were filled with a faint warmth like a residual fire. Tazaki Shi felt it carefully, allowing the weak residual warmth on his cheeks to penetrate into his heart. The sweet memories of the past few months appeared in his heart like distant clouds.

"You can be so honest..." Hoshinoka said with emotion, "It really surprised me. I originally planned to beat you up now, but I feel embarrassed to start with you so honest."

Tazaki thought to himself that he was just a little scumbag, not a fool, and things always came out on the day when things were exposed. Instead of waiting for the passive exposure to the cute girl to lift the knife directly, it would be better to detonate the thunder in advance, then lower your posture and seek a glimmer of vitality in the cracks.

Moreover, he could not bear the guilt he continued to hide. After saying everything, the confusion of the past period also disappeared, and his whole thoughts and direction of his progress instantly became much clearer.

"Sister..."

Tazaki smiled flatteringly, holding her waist with both hands: "Can you beat me again tomorrow? Let my stinky brother live one more night."

Seeing that Hoshinohua gritted her teeth, "No, I'll get angry when I see you!"
To be continued...