Yokohama 8pm Theater

The sky gradually darkened, and as the dark blue turned to deeper black, the number of people at the temple fair gradually increased.

Far away from the market, two figures were climbing up the bluestone steps.

The summer wind hits slowly, blowing the bushes on both sides and making a rustling sound, and the slightly drunken heat touches the tip of the nose with the fragrance of green grass.The bustle is blocked by the undulating mountain waves, leaving only the remote tranquility, and the faint voice of speech, like a whisper close to the ear.

"I didn't expect Yuko to be so happy after seeing Mr. Tomioka." Walking side by side on the mountain road, Michiko couldn't help sighing when she recalled what happened not long ago.

"Because it's the first time she saw a real person running out of the screen."

Dazai obviously understood his daughter's state of mind very well.

"And this Mr. Tomioka is really interesting. It turns out that there are such people who are 'born to be hated without knowing it' in reality."

Time rewinds to half an hour ago.

After encountering Mori Ogai at the goldfish fishing stall, Yuko called out "Grandpa" sweetly, making someone happy, and even asked Yuko if he wanted to go to the festival with them.

Michiko sees that Yuko quite likes Alice.Even though the two met for the first time today, the blonde loli, who is about the same age and good-looking, managed to win Yuko's favor.

However, she still decisively rejected Mori Ogai's proposal, and Dazai also held the same point of view on this point.

Seeing that her parents were tactfully expressing their rejection, Yoko naturally obediently sent out the third rejection, and she noticed a familiar internet celebrity walking towards her sharply, so she immediately shifted her attention.

Tomioka - a certain Internet celebrity - Yi Yong followed Sister Butterfly, intending to thank the King of Gold for helping him solve the difficulty of re-employment, but before he could speak, he heard the exclamation of his fans.

"—You are the UP master of 'I'm not hated'! Live!"

"...I'm not dead."

The dialogue between the two clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Both Kanae and Shinobu knew what kind of character Tomioka Yoshiyuki had. They were afraid that his unintentional indifference would make Yuko cry, so they turned their eyes to Yuko nervously.

Michiko also looked at Yuko worriedly, but Dazai shifted his gaze to the black-haired young man, his eyes flashed with interest.

"Ah! The 'hated' UP master spoke! The voice and tone are exactly the same as in the video!"

"...It's not that I'm hated, I'm not hated."

"The mantra also appeared!!!"

"..."

Yuko's face was flushed with excitement, her eyes sparkled, and she didn't show any signs of crying at Tomioka Yoshiyuki's words.

Sister Butterfly breathed a sigh of relief, and Michiko also looked away.

"Mr. Tomioka, it seems that Yuko likes you very much." Michiko said with a smile, "Almost every day she pulls me or Aji to dance health exercises with her."

"Thank you."

It seems that because he was explicitly "liked" by someone, Tomioka Yoshiyuki suddenly showed a faint smile, which made Yuko, who had never seen him smile on the Internet, froze in place.

"It's so pretty when you smile..."

Yuko whispered to herself, then she looked up at Giyu Tomioka and asked, "May I have an autograph?"

Tomioka Yoshiyuki did not refuse, he borrowed paper and pen from the owner of the booth next to him.

During this period, I don’t know if Dazai knelt down and whispered something to his daughter, Yuko nodded cheerfully, and after getting the autograph, she made a wish to visit the festival with Tomioka Yoshiyuki for a while.

Because the Butterfly sisters were there, they agreed to meet at the firework festival, and Michiko asked Yuko to go shopping with Kanae and the other three.

"Yuko likes Mr. Tomioka so much, you're not jealous?" Recalling the previous scenes, Michiko looked at Dazai who was walking beside him rather strangely.

"What's the matter?" Dazai shrugged nonchalantly, "Through a screen, the people and objects of interest can change at any time, and it won't affect my position in Yuko's heart."

- This is true.

Michiko nodded knowingly.

She stretched out her hand to gather the hair that ran to the front behind her ears, and asked the purpose of their coming here: "The firework festival is about to start, didn't you say that you can see it more clearly from a high place? The surrounding area is surrounded by high Surrounded by trees, obviously you can’t see it, right?”

A large open space was opened up in the middle of the mountain, and wooden houses and wells were built for passing tourists and pedestrians to rest and quench their thirst.The gurgling spring water flows down from the top of the mountain along the specially built device, falls on the bamboo tube, presses the end of the bamboo tube and hits the stone, "pa-pa-", making a rhythmic crisp sound.

Without the interference of city lights, the night sky looks even darker, and the faintly shining stars can be seen clearly, but there is a problem whether you can see the fireworks in full bloom over Tokyo Bay.

Dazai didn't answer Michiko's question, but just took her hand, and the two went around to the back of the wooden house together.

In an instant, it suddenly became clear.

For some reason, the originally lush bushes grew to this side, as if a big hole had been dug out, leaving the area facing the urban area empty.

Looking forward from here, you can easily have a panoramic view of the brightly lit city and the stage of the firework festival.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, you can see everything here."

"Aji, how did you find this place?"

"It was just looking for a good place to commit suicide, and found it by accident."

As he said that, Dazai pointed to a crooked-neck tree not far away: "Although you can't die hanging on it, you can see a different scenery."

The so-called "once" has actually been eight or nine years.

Since he became the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong, he has not committed suicide frequently, nor has he mentioned "suicide" again.For him, death is actually not that difficult, as long as he jumps down the mountain from the gap in front——

"Aji—!" Michiko grabbed Dazai's wrist violently, "You're not thinking about committing suicide by jumping from the front, are you? Hurry up and get rid of this dangerous thought, it will never be realized by you."

"Yes Yes……"

The expression that seemed to leave this world disappeared from his face, Dazai turned around, and pulled Michiko to sit on the steps of the wooden house behind.

There are only a few minutes until the firework festival starts.

Enjoying fireworks here not only has a good view, but also does not need to be crowded with many people.

The breeze is coming slowly, taking away some heat, but the short-term coolness is just an illusion.

In midsummer, even the most green mountains were shrouded in heat, and when the wind stopped, the heat returned to Michiko.

I didn't have such a deep feeling when I walked all the way, but I felt it obviously after sitting down.

She raised her right hand, made a fan gesture, fanned the wind gently, then pulled the collar on the right side slightly, and then tied the hair that had sneaked out of the back of her neck back into the bun.

It's just that these hairs are too naughty, no matter how you do it, there will be a few fish that slip through the net.

Just then, a hand reached out from the side, helping Michiko to do what she wanted to do.

The slender fingers pulled away, and with a slightly cool temperature, they fell on the back of the white neck again, dispelling the annoying heat in an instant.

It's hard to believe that in such a season, there are still people whose hands are so cold.

Michiko turned her head to look at Dazai.

Obviously, there was sweat overflowing from his forehead, and his bandaged neck looked hot, but it was amazing that his palms were not affected by the high temperature outside, and kept such a low temperature.

"What about your hand..."

"Bang—slap—"

The sound of fireworks rising into the sky suddenly came, and all the unfinished words were drowned in the flickering light.

The hand attached to the side of the neck did not leave, but the other hand also stretched out to this side following the approaching Junyan, wrapping around the slender waist.

Words have become the most useless things.

For them, it is just a look and a movement that can understand the meaning of the other party.

The mountain wind is gradually rising, and under the starry sky are two shadows that are constantly approaching, touching and blending.

Gradually changing from endless pitch black to dark blue, the sky seems to be divided into two halves, one half is the eternal silver ocean, and the other half is the fleeting flame flowers.

Liveliness and silence are divided into two sides, but suddenly overlap at a certain moment.

"boom--"

"Snapped."

Every time the fireworks bloom, the bamboo tube on the mountain hits the stone lightly, forming a rhythmic melody.

Each firework climbed higher until—

The last bunch of fireworks exploded, and the sparks scattered like petals, constantly flying high into the sky.

The short life finally crossed the dividing line of the night sky and reached the silver sea of ​​eternity.The tiny spark melted into the dim star and ignited that beam of light.

It was a glorious and beautiful scene that had never been seen before.

Time is frozen at this moment, and all the sounds and scenes are drawn into this picture scroll.Even after everything is over, the aftertaste still echoes under this sky.

The last activity of the summer festival also came to an end, and the mountain returned to its original tranquility.

Dazai withdrew his hand from Michiko's neck, adjusted the belt around her waist for her, and then said with a smile: "The firework festival is over, is Senko thirsty after sitting here for so long? Why don't we go over there for a drink?" Get some water and go."

The spring water flowing down from this mountain is directly drinkable.

Michiko scooped up a handful of water with both hands, and the cool mountain spring slid over the tip of her tongue and flowed into her belly, calming down the heat in her heart.

She glanced at Dazai, her eyes stayed on the slightly drooping and slightly long eyelashes for a few seconds, she didn't think of anything, the heat that had just disappeared climbed up her cheeks again.

Michiko quickly looked away.

"Aji, let's go... Yuko might be waiting impatiently."

"it is good."

The two went down the mountain along the same road as when they came.

Picking up Yuko at the agreed place, Michiko and Kanae said goodbye, and then went home with Dazai with Yuko.

"Mom, where did you and dad go? Why didn't you come to the firework festival?"

"We saw it elsewhere. Does Yuko think the fireworks look good?"

"It's beautiful! It's super beautiful! Mom, can we come next year?"

"Okay."

Thinking back to today's trip to the summer festival, and thinking that she could come to play again next year, Yuko was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night.It wasn't until Michiko came to check on the way that she closed her eyes obediently and stopped thinking about it.

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