[Three-year Class E] Asagao

In front of me, there are too many places that I cannot go.

Too many things I can't do.

I can't let the people around me take the risk of "what if" for my own selfishness.

"Because you're not supposed to walk in the sun."

Finally solved all the incident troubles, they can finally enjoy their own school trip.

Of course, Mr. Kill started to organize all kinds of weird activities in a state that was several times more exciting than them.

The classmates who had fallen down from the food poisoning virus the day before were all chasing and playing vigorously at this time, so as to make up for the much fun lost because of the inability to move the day before.

Xingzhi, who didn't wear a swimsuit at all, just took off her shoes and stepped on the waves on the shore. The cold sea water covered her calves, and when the tide was low, it attracted her to the distance with a force.

She looked down at the clear and transparent sea water, and the liquid dyed with the setting sun reflected a rich color luster, as if it was honey that could exude an attractive fragrance.

The dark brown pupils reflected waves, but the girl's dazed and lifeless eyes became more prominent.

She woke up only when the slightly cool sea water touched Shang Xingzhi's cheek, because the actions of the girls splashing water splashed and wet her untwisted hair.

First they made an apologetic handshake, and then when they found that she was alone, they naturally called her together, smiling and waving: "Xingzhi! Come here!"

Pursing her lips, Xingzhi pointed to her body, indicating that she didn't have a swimsuit.

Showing regretful expressions, the slightly disappointed girls turned around and continued their previous actions.

Looking at their lively figures, the girl put her fingers into her purple-black hair, and rubbed her scalp quite vigorously, as if crushing some thoughts in her head.

In the evening, Mr. Sha gathered them together, mysteriously talking about a special event to be held.

But as soon as they saw the dark and deep cave, they all understood what this octopus was going to do.

What's more, it grouped them in twos, which was obviously a conspiracy.

For Xingzhi, the haunted house and the like are pediatrics, because her own nightmares have accumulated enough fear for a lifetime.

Feeling the pain in her head from the sea breeze, the girl put her hand on her forehead expressionlessly, looked at the right number of people not far away, and planned to go back to the room to relax.

"Hey, what's wrong with Xingzhi-san? Are you not going to participate in the activities in this cave?"

"Isn't Mr. Kill already one-on-one? It's okay if I'm missing." Still not stopping, Xingzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, "I feel a little uncomfortable, I'll go back and take my temperature .”

"Well, it's really a pity..." A tentacle wrapped around her forehead, Teacher Kill said with concern, "It's true that I have a low-grade fever, Xingzhi should take a good rest."

"My heart aches for my teacher's painstaking efforts to bring Yejun out alone."

"Yes—" Ignoring the last exclamation, she waved her hand pretending to be light, "Please feel free to contact me if you have any battles to come."

Octopus, who was watching the girl's back, of course noticed the fingers that were closed for a moment when someone was mentioned.

On its originally grinning face, the smile seemed to deepen.

Unexpectedly, after the event was over, the student couples did not get together as a pair, and instead became a teacher pair unintentionally.

Although it's just a single arrow pointing towards Wu Jian from Irina, it's better than nothing!

All the students who thought this way started to arrange a candlelight dinner for the two of them.

Akabane, with his hands behind his head, was about to slip away, but was stopped by the words of the girls who inadvertently fell into his ears.

Bupo, who helped arrange the tables and chairs, poked the girl beside him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Hey? Why haven't you seen Xingzhi since just now?"

"Xingzhi? Ah, she's already gone back ahead of time." Looking up at the clock, Kataoka Megumi smiled helplessly, "It's probably already on the boat at this time, it's something urgent at home."

"Eh? Then who was the monitor who called just now?" Turning her eyes, the short-haired girl suddenly realized something.

"It's Hoshieda, just now she also remotely guided Isogai to arrange the tableware." Putting down the stacked chairs in his hands, Kataoka straightened his waist and smiled, "I didn't expect that child to be a timely foreign aid. "

"That……"

After filtering part of their conversation, Akabane captured some key words accurately.

Without thinking too much, he knew that she had returned to Kyoto.

But exactly what she was thinking about in her heart, no one really knew.

Inexplicably, he was convinced that she would not run away again this time.

Who gave you confidence, boy.

Today is considered to be the end of the make-up class early, and Yiye walked back alone with his bag on his back.

Behind him came the sound of the rollers of the suitcase rubbing against the ground, accompanied by the sound of certain footsteps.

Yi Ye, who didn't want to pay attention to it, accidentally discovered that the smell was very similar to someone he was familiar with.

He stopped in his tracks and tentatively asked, "...Sister?"

The footsteps behind also stopped at the same time, the girl exhaled lightly, and pulled the corners of her mouth.

There was a slight smile in the voice: "Yatano, not bad."

Hearing that tone, the boy sighed and turned to her side, and took her luggage: "Why are you back at this time? Isn't school about to start?"

"Ah, thank you." Rubbing his sore palms from carrying the luggage, Xingzhi pursed his lips, "Suddenly remembered that something is still here, come back and get it now."

"Eh——on a whim?" The boy who was originally sighing changed his tone, and turned his head to look at the side faces of the people around him as if thinking of something, "But I don't know what it is, but something must have happened to make me Remember what happened to your brother."

After removing the joking expression, Xingzhi was really startled by his younger brother's sharpness.

Looking at the two shadows elongated by the light on the ground, she was surprised that the child beside her was almost catching up with her height, and she was a little shaken for a moment.

—But, it wasn't enough, he wasn't enough...

Even though she is also the owner, she doesn't want to involve him in things that have nothing to do with him, and he himself has not reached the level that allows her to reveal everything without any scruples.

This is her unknown selfishness, and it can be regarded as the insignificant tenderness she can do to her only family.

Turning his head to meet the other party's gaze, Xingzhi smiled relieved when he thought of this, but it was rare to be merciless with a chestnut in his hand: "You are so smart, you know it again."

Her half-truth and half-fake appearance is no stranger to Yiye, but he has never seen the smile on the girl's face that is so gentle that it almost makes people cry. There is no good connotation.

He even thought she was saying goodbye to him.

Not as a clansman who travels far, but as a traveler who does not return.

With a tight heart, Yi Ye stretched out his hand almost without hesitation to hold the hand that was obviously smaller than himself hanging beside him.

Xingzhi was startled at first, and then seemed to acquiesce in his coquettish way, and let him lead her.

It's not a gesture of clasping fingers, but ordinary palms together, the temperature similar to blood veins gradually blends together, not like the scorching heat of a lover, but ironed into the heart.

"...Will you come back to live in the next winter vacation?"

"Eh?" In response to Yiye's sudden question, Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, not realizing that he subconsciously gave an ambiguous answer, "Why did you ask this? It's still a long time ago... "

"I'm thinking about it, sister, what you said last time." As he spoke, the extremely guilty Yiye gradually turned his head away somewhat awkwardly, and his volume tended to drop, "If you come back, I'll just...bring her...to meet you or something..."

Glancing at the young man's ears that were beginning to turn red, Xingzhi suspected that if he didn't give an answer sooner, the child might be automatically steamed here.

"It's already entered the stage of meeting parents, you should not be underestimated young people." With a hint of ridicule, she smacked her lips on purpose to make a vicissitudes look, "Auntie's appearance should be the default, right? Tsk tsk tsk, you The boy really has two strokes!"

Rolling his eyes, Xingzhi thought of a rather boring question: "But then again, how is that girl?"

"Hmm..." The party began to hesitate and struggle.

"Forget it, I won't ask you. Anyway, if I ask, beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Realizing that she was stupid for a while, she gave up the question.

After a pause of a few seconds, the girl's soft voice didn't seem to be telling him, but she was talking to herself: "You think she is the one you can take care of, that's fine."

"Speaking of such a topic, sister." Sensing her ecstasy, Kazuno directed the subject of the topic to the other party, "How is it with you?"

Realizing who he was referring to, Xingzhi couldn't organize anything to prevaricate for a while: "Huh? Me..."

"Ichino, Xingzhi, welcome back."

Before they knew it, they had already reached the place not far from the main entrance of Shinohara's house, when Kazuhiu's voice waiting at the entrance interrupted her answer, she breathed a sigh of relief, and the luck in Xingzhi's heart was beyond words.

She evoked a smile: "Auntie, I'm back."

The woman's eyes fell on the hands of the two siblings who were childishly holding each other, she showed a rather helpless smile, and said angrily: "It's true, I'm still acting like a baby with your sister when I'm old."

"Mom, don't talk nonsense..."

"Auntie, you can't tell the truth now." Xingzhi deliberately lowered his voice and leaned closer to Hejiu's ear, with a sly gleam in his dark brown eyes, "He has a girlfriend."

Seeing the deepening smiles on the faces of the two women in front of him, Kazuno somehow had a bad premonition.

Regardless of taking a break, the girl seemed to have something in her heart urging her to find the relics left by her mother. This feeling made her restless.

The courtyard that she had visited not long ago had returned to the appearance she remembered. It should have been tidied up with Kazuhiu's help, and the old and dark Japanese room buildings had returned to their original state of soft luster.

Stretching out his hand to push away the shoji, Xingzhi found that the room inside hadn't changed much, it just looked like it had been cleaned briefly.

Probably because of my own feelings, so I will not change here easily.

Sighing, she didn't know that He Jiu was as gentle and considerate as her own mother, and even better than He Jiu in some aspects.

It was getting dark, Xingzhi held a candle and searched around in the big room, after a long time with no results, when she was trying to understand her mother Heyin's thoughts, Yiye came over and called her to eat.

On the way to the main courtyard, the two of them chatted one after another.

Looking at Xingzhi who was still thinking about something, Yiye tentatively asked: "Have you found it?"

"No, I searched all the places where she liked to hide things before." Feeling discouraged, Xingzhi relaxed her shoulders, "I found nothing."

"...Then do you know what you're looking for?" The boy seemed a little unbelievable as he figured out something from the other party's expression.

"Things that can be opened with this." Taking out from her close-fitting pocket what the old man stuffed in her palm before her death last time, the girl's eyes reflected the soft light of the copper key in front of her under the moonlight.

"It was given to you by the old man last time."

Rubbing with her fingertips the slightly blurred patterns of manjusawa, she said softly, "Ah."

"Since it belongs to this family, sister, why don't you think about the place that Auntie Heyin never let you touch or get close to..." With sharp eyes, he saw the family crest on the key, and Yiye held it for her. Opinion, "maybe sister, you found out before and got scolded by auntie or something?"

"Think about it when I'm eating." She tapped her head, and the high-speed thinking made her feel a little dizzy, probably due to hypoglycemia.

The heat from the miso soup blurred the lens, such an important thing, my mother should keep it by her side.

But what I have seen the most in my memory is the ring on my hand and the carved pendant with pictures of her and Xingming.

Mother rarely reprimanded her, the only time was when Xingzhi entered her room by mistake, and when there was no one there.

What was on the table at that time?

Documents, books, brushes, vases...

And what she had reached out to try to touch... what?

Frowning, she squinted her eyes and took a mouthful of rice.

Hard and smooth surface, some places have uneven feeling, and the center has a cold metal touch...

It was a cuboid-like object, which was a bit too heavy for her at that time, and if she picked it up on tiptoes, she might not be able to hold it firmly with both hands.

"Xingzhi, what are you doing here?"

The mother's voice was silent, but it sounded like thunder in the back of her head. After seeing the things in her hands, the woman showed an extremely anxious expression.

"You can't touch anything here, especially that square box, you know!"

The author has something to say:

I suddenly found that this article has been almost three years old, and I am a little scared【Hands shaking fish violently.jpg】

Resume the update from now~ I will try to finish it during the summer vacation hahahaha