[Net King] Pilgrim

Machida was thirteen years old when he returned to Shonan again and again, but because there are still about two months before his birthday, he is not so strictly speaking thirteen years old.

But even if it is not strictly counted, at least half of her life so far has been spent on the Shonan coast.

She was born in Tokyo. She heard from her mother that she did not cry loudly like a normal baby when she was born, and her whole body was purple. The doctors and nurses in the delivery room were so frightened that they thought the newborn was not breathing after birth, so they rushed to check her After rescue, it was finally found that the airway was obstructed.

After the medical staff cleaned up all the amniotic fluid blocked in the baby's mouth and nose, and beat her a few more times, she gave her vital signs.

Perhaps because of such an unsafe experience at birth, while being pampered by her family and growing up, she was also encouraged to participate in as many activities and exercises as possible to get close to nature and absorb oxygen freely.

If Machida had any expectations from her family when she was growing up, it should be that she would be able to walk the way she wanted to go on the premise of being relaxed in doing things, being upright and principled, and living a frank and straightforward life. Broad and clear.

So in her childhood and childhood life, apart from Tokyo's bustling business district and quiet castle town, her parents would temporarily slow down the work at hand for a few months every year and take her with Machida Hisashi Back to Kamakura for a short stay.

Grandpa retired not long after she was born. The old man spends more than half of the year recuperating in Kamakura. In addition to the exercise habits he retained from practicing track and field when he was young, he asks the two siblings to train their physical fitness when they are free.

Going west along the mountain road outside the Achievement Institute, the end of the slope is Kek Lok Si. Sometimes she would lie on the side of the road when she was tired from running. Not far away, there is Enoden walking through the Shonan coast and narrow streets .

She tried to wring out the sweaty towel, while drinking water silently, while closing her eyes, she listened to the unique sound of the old carriage.

At that time, her greatest joy was enjoying the scene of Enoden galloping through the mountain tunnel.

Later, Machida Kura joined Fuji Shusuke and Saeki Torajiro, whom he met in kindergarten, and brought Yuta along. "Going to Shonan for the holidays" gradually became a regular activity of their small group.

They lived together at Grandpa Machida's house in North Kamakura. At first, the elders limited their activities to the neighborhood of Kamakura Station on the tram because they were too young to travel too far.

There are countless ancient temples on a street without food shops, and there are very limited places to play. After thinking about it, a few people thought it would be more interesting to go back to the yard and climb trees instead of wandering the streets all day.

Especially in summer, when they sit on the thick tree trunks in the courtyard, they can see the hydrangeas blooming in the Mingyue courtyard from a distance, forming a flower wall on both sides of the approach, which is too beautiful to behold.

Machida was the youngest, and the boys would always try to give in to her, but whenever they faced the fact that she was always the fastest climber among the five, they still felt a little desperate.

As they got older, the range of activities allowed began to expand. After they learned that the farthest boundary was no longer Kamakura Station and could even go further to the west, the first thing they did was to take pocket money. I bought a pass for Enoden with money, and then sat along the endless coast from North Kamakura to Enoshima in Fujisawa City.

Lying on the window of the carriage, overlooking the distant Sagami Bay, the blue sky and clouds are reflected in the calm sea like a mirror.

Because it was the first time to run so far without the company of an adult, for the young children, the experience was somewhat adventurous.

Perhaps because of this special emotional psychology, even before that, Machida had gone to the seaside with her family, but only at that time she felt that looking at the sea was like looking at a beautiful blue stone.

If there was anything else special about that short journey, it might be that when the tram passed Kamakura High School Station, they were startled by a sudden noise and immediately turned their heads, looked to the other side of the carriage, and found The ramp not far away was full of people holding cameras, and the scene was chaotic.

Yuta had a flash of inspiration, and immediately explained: "Those people want to take a photo with Ezhiden! I guess they must be fans of "Slam Dunk" manga!"

Everyone suddenly realized after listening, and Machida Kazuo nodded with a vague understanding.

In the few seconds that passed by, she saw through the car window that the tourists who were gradually going away were still jumping for joy, as if they had won the first prize, and they were so excited that some girls even cried while laughing come out.

The impact of such a grand scene on her was like a leaf falling into the water. Although it was extremely light, there were still slight ripples on the calm water surface, so that she almost forgot that river trip after a long time. What did I do in the trip to the island, but I still remember the large area of ​​flashing lights that were about to blind my eyes.

It turns out that there are some people who will embark on a journey of great significance in order to pay tribute to the pilgrimage site in their hearts.

Machida did not expect that she would return to Shonan so soon, and the purpose was to relax and play.

Even though it has been two years since she came back here last time, in her plan, the earliest time to come back next time is the spring break after the first year of junior high school.

But no matter how long it had been, when she stood on the shore again to feel the cool sea breeze, the laughter and touch about this place still flooded out from the depths of her memory unreservedly, warming her heart.