The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

"Tsk..."

Kuriyama rubbed his eyes. The same sour feeling in his eyes when he woke up in the morning made him feel a little uncomfortable. And for some reason, Kuriyama always felt that the world in front of him seemed a little different, as if there was an extra layer of filters for no reason, but that layer What feelings do filters bring...

But if you want to say what that feeling is, Kuriyama can't say it yet. He is not a bard who is full of words and witty words. He can't express that wonderful feeling in words.

"Sure enough, you still can't stay up late? But what did you do last night?"

Kuriyama blamed it on his abnormal schedule last night.

Last night, after Kuriyama said good night to Yukiho, he had the idea of ​​​​sleeping, but he had long developed the habit of staying up late, and how could Kuriyama, who had smelled the wonderful taste of love, say that he could fall asleep as soon as he fell asleep.

So, even though he turned off his phone, Kuriyama tossed and turned on the bed, and finally fell asleep at the usual time.

"It's better to play on the phone safely until that point..."

Looking at himself in the mirror, it seemed that the dark circles under his eyes were getting heavier, so Kuriyama knocked on his head.

Big failure.

Obviously I want to change my routine and return to a normal life.

result......

Sure enough, you have to take your time with this kind of thing. How long has it been since you slept before 11 o'clock?

Kuriyama himself didn't know, he always felt that it was a long time ago.

But Kuriyama didn't remember what happened that made him stay up late at that time.

what happened?

Could it be that staying up late has damaged your brain?

Why is my memory so bad now?

Kuriyama frowned at the mirror. Kuriyama in the mirror was doing the same thing. In addition, he was brushing his teeth, with a circle of foam around his mouth, dark circles under his eyes, and white lips. He always looked a little funny.

No, you have to be more energetic. You can't see Xuesui like this.

After washing off the foam, Kuriyama patted his face and gave a big smile to the mirror.

Um! Get excited!

How strange! The smile is so ugly.

Kuriyama curled his lips and finally accepted the fact that his smile didn't look good.

Naturally, steaming meals have been placed on the dining table, and Aunt Yukiko is waiting on her seat.

"Aunt Yukiko, father hasn't gotten up yet?"

Last night, when Kuriyama was tossing and turning in bed, he heard the sound of his father talking. He must have just returned home from overtime work.

"Yes, Kazuki is still resting. He came back too late last night."

Aunt Yukiko said with some distress.

"Let Heshu sleep a little longer, he will have to go to work again later."

Kuriyama nodded. He already knew his father's character. It was quite unexpected that he didn't get up early and go to work today.

After breakfast, he put the bento prepared by Aunt Yukiko into his schoolbag. Kuriyama was about to change his shoes and set off, but Aunt Yukiko called him again.

"Kuriyama-kun, today's worship service has not been done yet."

Aunt Yukiko smiled softly.

"Worship..."

Kuriyama looked at the shrine in the living room. The statue of Inari God was placed there, very vivid, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

However, in Kuriyama's eyes, the statue seems a little different from usual. There are obviously no pupils in the eye sockets of the statue, but why does it seem to Kuriyama...

The statue seems to be staring at me...

Kuriyama moved his eyes away and looked over again, but he still felt the same.

But how is that possible? It's just a statue.

Moreover, for a believer in Inari God, isn’t it a great blessing to be watched by the enshrined god?

Kuriyama put down his schoolbag and walked to the shrine. He looked at the statue in front of him, and the feeling of being watched became stronger and stronger.

Finally, Kuriyama lowered his head.

Suddenly, that feeling disappeared a bit, but it was still there. For some reason, Kuriyama just felt like this.

When did you start worshiping Inari God?

Kuriyama couldn't remember either, but it was definitely earlier than when he started staying up late, every day, without interruption.

If sometimes I forget to worship because of some things, I will always make up for it soon.

The long prayer in praise of Lord Inari's achievements was already familiar to him, but before Kuriyama could recite a few words silently in his heart, Kuriyama suddenly found that he seemed to be rejecting this feeling.

why?

Kuriyama was puzzled. Yesterday, he didn't know how many times he thanked Inari God in his heart, but after just sleeping, he became like this. He couldn't even recite the prayer.

For a moment, Kuriyama was surrounded by guilt. He suppressed the inexplicable feeling of rejection in his heart and recited the long prayer silently.

After the worship, Kuriyama raised his head, only to find that the feeling of being watched disappeared.

Kuriyama took a long breath. Sure enough, he was probably too worried. He was just affected by the feeling in his heart.

It's just a statue of a god. Even if Kuriyama believes in Inari God, Kuriyama still doesn't believe that a statue of a god would stare at him.

It seems that I really can't stay up late.

Kuriyama had seen similar videos on the Internet before. After staying up late for a long time, memory loss, listlessness, and paranoia would occur.

Kuriyama scoffed at this before, but now he can't wait to turn to that video again and learn frame by frame.

Kuriyama changed his shoes and said goodbye to Aunt Yukiko.

"Bon voyage, Kuriyama-kun."

Aunt Yukiko waved her hand gently, with a gentle smile on her face that seemed to never disappear.

The tram was still very crowded, and some people were inevitably squeezed to the shrine in the corner of the carriage. Then, the people in that circle suddenly remembered that they had not worshiped the Inari God today, so they lowered their heads one by one and began to worship devoutly. , silently reciting the same long string of prayers in his heart.

The people around who had already worshiped looked at this scene with smiles, looking very warm.

However, in Kuriyama's eyes with some inexplicable filters, there is something indescribable. If he really came up with a word, it would probably be...weird?

Kuriyama could only turn his eyes to his mobile phone, where there was a message just sent by Yukiho.

The train was so crowded that it was really difficult to type out the message exactly. But for Kuriyama, who was in love, no, about to fall in love, this difficulty was nothing.

Even if it is a little difficult, it is a happy difficulty.

Kuriyama enjoys this.

"Good morning, dear friend! May Inari God bless you."

As soon as he got off the train, Kuriyama was caught by Miura.

It's really strange. Obviously the two trains arrived at different points, but almost every time Kuriyama and Miura would bump into each other.

"Good morning, Miura. May... Inari God bless you."

Not only will it be rejected in the heart, but there will be a reaction even if it is spoken out.

Kuriyama couldn't understand more and more what was happening to him. He turned into a rebel overnight?

"Hey! How was your date with Yukiho-san yesterday, dear friend."

Miura winked, with a very unsatisfied expression.

"I told you it's not a date, just a haircut..."

"I understand, I understand~" Miura raised his eyebrows, "But dear friend, why did you change your scarf? I've never seen this one before."

"I bought it new, I haven't worn it yet."

Kuriyama tightened his scarf. He always felt that the scarf given by Yukiho was warmer than his own. Could it be a psychological effect?

"Humph~ It couldn't be that I just bought it yesterday."

Kuriyama looked sideways, is this guy's intuition so accurate today?

"It was a gift from Yukiho-san. As for the black scarf from my best friend, it should be worn around Yukiho-san's neck."

Miura's vow made Kuriyama shocked. Could it be that he really underestimated Miura, a fool?

"Humph~ I was right!"

Miura looked at Kuriyama's shocked face, his proud nose almost turned to the sky.

"How did you know?"

Kuriyama still couldn't believe that this was what Miura could say.

Miura chuckled and pointed forward.

"I saw it."

Kuriyama looked in the direction of Miura's finger, and saw a beautiful figure standing there, with waterfall-like black hair and a black scarf complementing each other, making the small face look even fairer.

That person was Yuki Sui. She was smiling and waving to Kuriyama.

Kuriyama's breath was stagnant, and he ignored Miura's joking eyes next to him.

For a moment, in Kuriyama's eyes, the cherry blossom tree next to Yukiho seemed to come alive. He seemed to be in spring, with cherry blossoms falling from the tree, circling and dancing around the girl with the wind.

Miura pushed Kuriyama in a daze, and Kuriyama woke up. He tightened his scarf and walked over with a smile.

"Good morning, Yukiho-san."

"Good morning, Kuriyama-san."

The girl stood under the cherry blossom tree, smiling like a flower.

,en

Just like what unfolds in a love novel, on a clear and clear day, Kuriyama confessed to Yukiho.

Unsurprisingly, classmate Yukiho, who is like a flower on a high mountain, agreed this time.

But thinking about it, if Kuriyama was not sure, he would definitely not take action.

As a saying goes, confession should be the clarion call for final victory, not the charge to launch an attack.

In short, Kuriyama succeeded.

However, when Yukiho agreed, and when the two hugged each other tightly, who was Kuriyama thanking in his heart?

It shouldn't be Inari God, whose statues are found all over the world.

As time went by, the feeling of rejection in Kuriyama's heart became stronger and stronger. It started from the soul and spread throughout the body, just like a biological rejection reaction.

Whenever Kuriyama lowered his head and recited the prayers silently in the morning, a voice would always appear in his heart, and that voice told Kuriyama not to recite it.

Usually Kuriyama doesn't take it seriously, but today, Kuriyama wants to give it a try.

Because, the rejection from the soul has made Kuriyama somewhat at a loss.

He decided to listen to his soul's call.

The feeling of being watched came again, but every time after worshiping at Lishan, it would disappear inexplicably.

Kuriyama lowered his head, but he was not reciting the sentence praising Inari God's achievements in his heart. Two minutes later, Kuriyama opened his eyes.

That feeling didn't go away.

"I'm leaving."

Kuriyama waved goodbye to Aunt Yukiko.

"Bon voyage, Kuriyama-kun."

Aunt Yukiko still had that smile on her face, as warm as the spring breeze.

But the moment the door closed, the warm smile on Aunt Yukiko's face... collapsed.

"..."