"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The short episode training came to an end, and the six people picked up their luggage and left the campus, which had become colorful.

Asuka Mai walked at the back, looking at Toru Watanabe who was discussing with Miki Kujo in front of her what to eat tonight.

Perhaps because the typhoon was coming, the sunset showed very brilliant colors, and Toru Watanabe's side face was dyed with a faint halo.

"Watanabe-kun, Watanabe-kun, how about eating mutton again today?" Ichimoku Aoi next to me suggested with her mouth full of saliva.

Watanabe Toru turned around: "No, that's repeated. The goal of our Human Observation Department is to eat all the delicious food in Tokyo."

"I don't remember when I set this goal."

"As a deputy minister, I think it is reasonable and reasonable to set a short-term goal for the association."

"As a minister, I think it is unreasonable and unreasonable."

"Then what are my deputy minister's rights?"

"Listen to me."

"And listen to me."

"Consultant teacher, don't you care about these two?"

"Student self-government."

First, I chat with Seino Rin, and after a few words, Kujo Miki joins in; sometimes the order is reversed, first I chat with Kujo Miki, and then Seino Rin joins.

From time to time, Koizumi Aina is dragged in in the name of asking for help.

This is my daily routine these days.

Asuka Mai kept looking at Toru Watanabe.

"Senior, look, the tree is full of hangings!" Ichimukui suddenly shouted.

She looked at the huge oak tree. The lush green branches and leaves were already covered with colorful ribbons.

After only looking for a second, she withdrew her gaze and continued to look at Toru Watanabe, who was looking at the oak tree.

"Let me take a look," he said, raising his neck. "The tea ceremony club's propaganda, the kendo club's propaganda, and our class's propaganda."

"It also says 'Watanabe-kun fried rice', please don't let down all the girls in the school." Kiyono Rin said sarcastically.

"Do you look down on graduates of Totsuki Academy?"

"You lied to make it more truthful," Kujo Miki said nonchalantly, "You said Totsuki Academy is a high school, how could you be a graduate?"

"I said junior high school."

Unlike others, for Asuka Mai, other people's voices have always sounded unreal since she was a child.

She exists in this world, but is separated from it by a layer, as if she has always been in a transparent glass bottle.

Her father was having a good relationship with a young female subordinate in the company. When she saw her mother sad, she knew she should go up to comfort her, but she couldn't understand her mother's mood at all.

Her parents were getting ready to divorce and asked her who she wanted to follow. She looked at them and said: Mother.

At that time, her mother hugged her tightly and said many words as if she was holding on to all hope. She was expressionless while being hugged.

The reason why she chose her mother was just because her father did something wrong and had no sympathy for her mother, let alone because she loved her mother more.

Family love is so weak that it can only stain the outer wall of the glass bottle with color occasionally, and is quickly washed away by the rain of time.

Nothing can get into the glass bottle.

Tomorrow Mai has been staying inside, the vessel like her heart has nothing, it is an empty shell.

After her father left home, she and her mother sold their house in Setagaya Ward and moved to Yotsuya.

She and her mother began to live together without becoming closer and rarely talked to each other.

Not long after, her mother suddenly became happy. She didn't ask why, until her mother said she wanted to remarry and asked her if she had any objections.

I don’t have any objections, anything is fine.

As a result, she got a new father, her mother got a new husband, and soon their common child was born.

Her mother, who used to talk to her occasionally, turned her attention to her sister. She lived in the family like an outsider, like the potted plant at the edge of the corner of the balcony.

She was neither disappointed nor happy about it.

When her parents asked her to go out to eat and play together, she also went.

Her parents took her sister out to eat and play without telling her, while she stayed at home alone watching TV and reading.

The two are the same thing to her, there is no difference.

Mai Asuka is not attached to anyone.

So lonely but not alone, strong but seemingly weak, but in fact, I lived a good life for seventeen years, until May 28 last year.

It was a sunny day after two consecutive rainy days.

At noon, I had lunch with Hanada Asako, who often invited her, on the elevated corridor on the fifth floor.

There are musical instruments and music stands beside me, ready to practice after dinner.

Watanabe Toru came from the teaching building and was about to pass by to go to the club building.

She didn't notice that it was Asako Hanada who suddenly stood up, alerting her to Toru Watanabe's arrival.

By ordinary people's standards, Toru Watanabe is a very handsome boy.

Asuka Mai was not interested in appearance, no, in people, in anything, and was about to lower her head and continue eating.

"Hello, Hanada-senpai," the boy said with a smile.

She was about to lower her head, but suddenly stopped, revealing a mesmerizing smile.

'You have a nice smile,' she couldn't help but think.

The glass bottle sank into a colorful dye vat, leaving only the mouth of the bottle outside.

The next moment, Toru Watanabe seemed to realize something and quickly put away his smile.

I don't know why, but I seemed to feel something. The glass bottle sank completely, and colorful colors poured in from the mouth of the bottle.

No, it's not a dye vat.

It is placed on the balcony, the sun shines over, the light warms the body of the glass bottle, and reflects rainbow-like colors on the inner wall.

It should feel so warm, clean and bright!

From then on, the world no longer mattered.

She is not obsessed with others, but she has the happiness she wants to have, wants to understand this boy, and wants to absorb all the colors of his soul to fill the empty shell called "Asuka Mai".

Other people's voices were separated by the glass, but Toru Watanabe's voice was like whispering to the mouth of a bottle. Every word and every breath moistened her heart like mist.

Want to be with him.

Tomorrow Mai wants to be with Toru Watanabe.

Test slowly and attack with enthusiasm.

Before the school trip, she misunderstood that on the day he wanted to confess his love to her, she stood in front of the tram door on the tram home.

The glass reflected her plain face. Looking at it, she imagined a school trip.

That was the first time she fantasized about the future.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the tram door, with a faint smile on her plain face.

She gently played with a strand of hair hanging by her ear.

But that's not the case.

Watanabe Toru rejected her, saying that he was a villain who only wanted money. He strangled her neck with both hands and said that he would kill her.

Tomorrow Mai quietly closed her eyes, feeling helpless and lonely for the first time.

She didn't blame Toru Watanabe, nor did she care what kind of person Toru Watanabe was.

At that time, she was still attached to the warmth of Toru Watanabe's hands pinching her neck.

At this point in my memory, dinner has already been finished.

Tomorrow Mai didn't remember what she ate, but someone seemed to have spoken to her. She couldn't remember how she answered, and she probably just said "hmm".

The only thing I remember is that when everyone clinked glasses, hers and Toru Watanabe’s glasses clinked together.

This was the happiest thing in the day, apart from Toru Watanabe putting his sleeves on her.

After saying goodbye in the elevator and leaving Toru Watanabe, she really entered the night.

When she returned to the room, the decoration inside was very warm, and the things Watanabe Toru bought for her were neither too little nor too much.

Putting her luggage aside and putting the roses and scripts from the past two days on the table, she bent down and sat on the sofa to rest.

According to the book, she loved Toru Watanabe, but she couldn't tell whether it was love or not.

It doesn’t matter how bad he treats me, as long as he is with me;

It doesn’t matter how many girlfriends he has, as long as he is with you;

Do you love someone to the extent that your soul can only be comforted by being with him?

The love we see in books and on TV doesn’t seem to be like this.
To be continued...