"This concludes the fifty-sixth graduation ceremony of Kamikawa High School. Everyone stands."

Teachers, parents, first and second graders, and school leaders on the stage all stood up.

Only the third-year graduates are still sitting.

"Third grade, exit." The dean's slightly hoarse voice made the emotion of parting burn.

First, Class 3 and Class 4 stood up and bowed to everyone.

The head teacher of Class 3 and Class 4 walked in front, followed by the graduates of Class 3 and Class 4.

As soon as they took a step, everyone subconsciously applauded, and the instrumental section played the melody of "Kamikawa School Song".

"Anmura-senpai——" suddenly a girl from the second grade team shouted.

In Class 4 of Grade 3, a girl with a ponytail waved her hand over there.

"Katsuda-senpai——" a boy with short hair in the first-year team yelled.

"Good luck in next year's competition!" A boy with short hair in the team of Class 4, Grade 3, pumped his fist vigorously.

It's like the first two drops of heavy rain falling to the ground, and then the whole rain hits the ground with crackling sounds.

"senior--"

"Yamamoto-senpai——"

"Naomi-senpai——"

At the exit of the gymnasium, Class 3 and 4 were passing by. When they disappeared, many balloons suddenly fell down.

The third graders, who were originally in a stable mood and had arranged to leave handsomely, covered their eyes with their wrists.

After the graduation ceremony, everyone spent time in the atrium.

I took pictures with my parents, took pictures with my schoolmates, and talked about where we would go to play later.

Watanabe Toru avoided the crowd and stood alone under the zelkova tree, watching everyone immersed in the noisy and restless atmosphere of farewell.

The scene in front of me was like the port of "Southampton" where the Titanic was about to set sail. It was exciting, happy, sad, and confused.

Saito Keisuke went to the Computer Research Department for a farewell party, Kunii Osamu...

"one two three!"

He and the short-haired boys from the sports club threw the third-year seniors into the sky.

Toru Watanabe has no club seniors who are about to graduate, and there is no farewell party to attend.

He thought of Jianze Village, which was four hundred kilometers away.

The sky darkens and the ridges of the mountains are stained orange;

Among the large fields of miscanthus, a puppy gallops after a hare;

On the way home from school, Xiaolian walked along the edge of the ditch, trying to keep her balance;

And the huge white windmill.

It has been a year since he came to Tokyo through county lines, mountains, and tunnels full of longing for the metropolis.

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After simply gathering his emotions, Toru Watanabe began to look for Rin Kiyono.

The two made an appointment to find a flower shop today.

A florist that really purchases goods directly from Daejeon Flower Market, and wants to ensure that the other party will send the best roses, needs the help of the "lie detector machine Rin".

He walked towards the club building and went directly to the fifth floor.

Human Observation Department, Rin Kiyono is sitting by the window.

The spring light filtered through the window, creating a soft halo of light on the outline of her body.

Her silky, lead-black hair swayed gently in the wind blowing in from the window.

This familiar, ordinary, and warm scene will one day be invisible, right? Just two years from now.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qingye Rin looked up and looked this way.

"Too slow." His tone was solemn.

Watanabe Toru laughed, getting rid of the farewell atmosphere that was everywhere in the school.

"I took a second look when I came here," he said.

"Whose legs are you looking at?" Qingye Rin closed the book and put it in her bag.

"Why does it have to be about the legs? No."

"Watanabe-san, are there times when you don't look at your legs?"

"What's the matter with your surprised expression? I remember telling you, I don't think about that kind of thing all day long!"

"I remember telling you that human beings will not stay the same. With your level of perversion, I think it's almost time to think about that kind of thing all day long."

"Are you showing off your memory?"

Rin Kiyono picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the club classroom, followed by Toru Watanabe.

"I don't know how you came to this conclusion." She sighed, although she said contemptuously: "But from your tone, it seems that you think your memory is superior to mine?"

After locking the club classroom, the two of them walked side by side in the deserted corridor.

The scuffing of shoes indoors drowned out the noise outside the corridor windows.

Watanabe Tetsu didn't answer and directly contradicted:

""Clusters of hydrangeas bloom along the corridor of the celebrity room," please."

"Today, the big black swallowtail butterfly also flew on these flowers, and its bright silhouette was reflected in the spring water. On the pergola under the eaves, the wisteria branches are lush."

Qingye Rin memorized it very easily, without any pause or thinking.

It was her turn to pose the question: "'The ending of the Hachiman temporary festival is really boring. Why not be like the Kamo Festival...'"

Before she could finish speaking, Toru Watanabe spoke:

""When the emperor heard this, he said: 'Then when he comes back tomorrow, he can call me to dance.'"

The two of them walked down the stairs carrying "Ancient Capital" and "Pillow" one by one.

When we got to the second floor, we met a large group of people from the musical instrument department.

They invited them to attend the farewell party of the music club, but they declined.

They stood aside and let the music section go first.

As they passed each other, Watanabe Toru and Asuka Mai's eyes met. She was holding a long tube with a graduation certificate in her hand.

Ichimokui was beside her and asked her to give her the second button on her chest.

"Senior, give it to me~"

"...I don't want to ruin my clothes."

"Ah——, senior sister!"

"Ichiki, come on!"

"Perform a good performance later and maybe Mai-senpai will give it to you!"

Everyone in the instrumental club, who knew the inside story but didn't know the inside story, made fun of Ichimoku Aoi and cheered her on.

Rin Kiyono looked at this scene with cold eyes, as if he were a modern young man who was not interested in kabuki.

After leaving Kamikawa, the two of them walked in the direction of Yotsuya-sanchome. There were many flower shops in the streets and alleys along the way.

It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly on the leafy road.

Through the gaps between the leaves, the sunlight filtered down and reflected the shadows.

The two of them were walking on such a tree-lined avenue.

After walking for ten minutes, Toru Watanabe took off his suit and school uniform jacket and put it on his shoulders, looking handsome again.

Qingye Rin glanced at him, this temperature was just right for her.

The two girls walking in front were wearing Kamikawa High School uniforms. Judging by the color of their ties, they were both first grade.

The two of them were holding balloons, which must have been picked up at the graduation ceremony.

I visited three flower shops and none of them agreed with my request.

Either they didn't buy the goods directly from Daejeon Flower Market, or they didn't intend to keep their promise and sent the best roses in the store - just take a random one and settle the matter.

Passing by a Chinese restaurant called "Shixiangge", Toru Watanabe suggested taking a break and eating something.

Ordered dumplings, saliva chicken, mapo tofu, etc.

After finishing the meal and paying the bill, Rin Kiyono took out her wallet and was about to make an aa, but Toru Watanabe stopped her.

"How can I let you spend money at this time?"
To be continued...