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The first day of the national holiday passed quickly. During the spring break of the second day of the national holiday, early March.
On Seiichi Yukimura's birthday, Yukimura's mother handed Seiichi Yukimura an unaddressed letter.
The pure white envelope was sealed with red wax, and the seal was six small copper coins in two rows.
Seiichi Yukimura carefully opened the envelope.
On the card that fell out was Sanchū Ming's handwriting.
"Come here."
Is this some kind of puzzle or treasure hunt game?
Seiichi Yukimura thought for a while, then packed his things and went to look for Sanada Senichiro.
The six copper coins were the emblem of the ancient samurai family, Sanada.
He got a hand-made bamboo sword pendant and a new letter from Shinichiro.
The card inside the letter was printed with Monet's painting, "Monet Painting in a Flower Painting."
It was his favorite Impressionist School of Painting.
So the puzzle this time was related to the painting?
He and Monet had something in common when it came to painting …
Seiichi Yukimura looked around the place where Sanchū Ming knew he painted. In the studio where he liked to sit by the window, Seiichi Yukimura found a painting folder that didn't belong to him. There was a painting in the folder. He didn't know when Sanchū Ming had painted Seiichi Yukimura with his head lowered, painting.
Sanchū Ming, who liked intense colors, painted Seiichi Yukimura bathed in soft light. The colors were transparent and gentle, and the painting was clean and fresh. Seiichi Yukimura could almost see him stretching out a pair of beautiful wings in the painting.
In Monet's heart, he looked like this?
Seiichi Yukimura looked at the painting, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart.
There was a third letter hidden in the folder. There was nothing in the letter, but the envelope had a faint floral fragrance.
It was the smell of his favorite cornflower.
Yukimura began to understand Sanchū Ming's train of thought. He returned to his home.
Helplessly, she took the third letter and a pot of blooming bright blue cornflowers from her mother, who was trying to hold back her laughter.
Blue was his favorite color.
Cornflower was his favorite flower.
Yukimura's mother looked at her son, who was carefully touching the petals, and handed him two bottles of water. "Bright Paste said that you've been running for a long time.
Remember to drink some water. "
Yukimura was completely engrossed in this treasure hunt.
He opened the bottle of water and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
He opened the fourth letter.
Next, he got the fifth letter and a book of Renoir's paintings on the mountain where he had seen the meteor shower. He got the sixth letter, a warm bento, and a hand-drawn bookmark of "Kanagawa Waves" from his grandfather, who was fishing by the sea in Kanagawa. He listened to Brahms's Symphony No. 4 played for him at the rooftop cat café where he celebrated Sanchū Ming's birthday. He drank a cup of hot matcha milk at the perfect temperature, received the seventh letter and a purple-blue-eyed cat.
These were the places he and Sanchū Ming had been to.
Yukimura was getting more and more impatient. He wanted to see the planner of this treasure hunt as soon as possible.
Hurry up, hurry up.
In the seventh letter, there was a picture of the crescent moon.
When Yukimura arrived at Sanchū Ming's home, it was already dark.
He was carrying a schoolbag full of things, a picture folder, and a cat bag in his hand. He was full of joy and just wanted to find Sanchū Ming, who had planned an ingenious birthday party for him.
He didn't take many detours and went straight to the tree where Sanchū Ming had climbed and cried. When he was about to touch the tree, he heard a "bang" from the sky. Seiichi Yukimura instinctively looked up.
Then he saw his name.
His name, accompanied by orange fireworks, shone in the sky.
"Happy birthday! Yukimura! "Sanchū Ming came out from behind the tree. In order to get permission to set off fireworks in March, when fireworks were not allowed, she had asked many elders to pull strings. Finally, after meeting Seiichi Yukimura, on his third birthday, she got special permission to send a grand fireworks party to only one person.
"Yukimura is really smart. He can find it everywhere." Sanchū Ming was bubbling with joy. This puzzle was not only fun for Yukimura, but she was also touched when she received Yukimura's game progress.
Originally, she was worried that this puzzle would be too difficult for Yukimura to remember.
It symbolized their first meeting at Sanada's house, the studio where she watched Yukimura draw, the cornflowers she planted in Yukimura's yard, the Orion meteor shower they watched together, the high tide at Kanagawa Beach, and the cat café where they sat under the cat tree to draw cats.
It turned out that Yukimura remembered all these things, just like her.
"This fireworks party is the last big gift for Yukimura," Sanchū Ming said with a smile.
Yukimura stared blankly at the fireworks party that belonged to him alone. He looked down at Sanchū Ming, who was smiling at him with two small dimples.
The once accelerated heartbeat, the warm temperature, and the inexplicable emotions … The rationality that blocked all of these was drunk in her dimples. The plant called "like" began to grow wildly without restraint as she smiled. After a heavy explosive sound, the flowers that filled her heart gushed out.
When did he fall in love with Sanchū Ming?
He had fallen in love with Sanchū Ming.
The fireworks were about to end, and the surroundings gradually darkened. Sanchū Ming lit the incense in her hand and gave a handful to Seiichi Yukimura.
"What's wrong? Are you so moved that you can't speak? "Sanchū Ming asked with a smile.
Sanchū Ming was no longer the little girl with thorns all over her body. In a short period of time, she became confident and cheerful. In Yukimura's mind, she stood in the kendo hall and raised her sleeves to wipe her sweat.
Not only in her own field, Sanchū Ming began to shine in other people's lives.
Yukimura held the burning incense in his hand. In the midst of the fireworks, he felt that if he didn't say something to cover up his emotions, he couldn't help but confess to Sanchū Ming.
Well, he admitted defeat. He admitted that Mr. Knight was completely conquered by Miss Dragon.
He didn't want the last gift of the treasure hunt game to be fireworks. He wanted Miss Dragon.
But now was not the right time. It would scare her.
So Seiichi Yukimura picked up the strawberry milk that he bought for Sanchū Ming on the way to the treasure hunt game.
He asked, "Do you want to drink with us?"
"Drink with us?" Sanchū Ming was surprised.
"… Huh?"
"Wait," Sanchū Ming scratched her head, "Do you want to ask me if I want to drink strawberry milk?"
"Ah? Yes, what did I just say? "
"You said strawberry milk is' dating 'and asked me if I want to drink with you."
… Too, too shameful!
It was the first time in his life that he was so embarrassed!
Seiichi Yukimura felt that it would be better for him to disappear immediately.
But at this moment, he was no different from any other young boy who was facing the girl he liked. He didn't want to embarrass himself and didn't want to hide anything. Yukimura nervously rubbed his thumb back and forth between his index finger. He clenched his teeth and said bluntly, "Actually, I want to ask, do you want to try to date me?"
Three Suns and Moon, who was holding a handful of incense sticks, stiffened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What did you say?"
Seiichi Yukimura said, "I like you. I want to date you."
Sanchū Ming turned around and ran!
"Wait, Ming, why are you running?"
Seiichi Yukimura hurriedly chased after her.
Sanchū Ming ran into the house and locked the door. Seiichi Yukimura was a step too late.
"Be good, open the door. I have something to say to you." Yukimura was panting slightly as he gently coaxed her to open the door.
"You're crazy." Sanchū Ming covered her face and squatted behind the door. Her whole body was emitting heat, and her face was almost cooked. "What nonsense are you saying?"
Seiichi Yukimura big pig head!
"You can't lock me outside. It's so cold at night."
"Then hurry up and go home! The tram to Kanagawa doesn't stop! "
"It's already very late."
"It's just getting dark early!"
Seiichi Yukimura couldn't find a reason. He thought about it and couldn't help but say,
"But I like you. Can you open the door?"
What kind of karma was this?!
Trisui Yueming howled in grief. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury himself in the ground.
"You're not going to open the door?"
"I'd be an idiot if I did!"
"Okay." Xingmura Goshi turned around and walked towards the entrance of the courtyard. After waiting for a while, Three Suns Moon Ming carefully opened the door and poked his head out. He just happened to bump into Xingmura Goshi's pair of purplish-blue eyes.
"Bam!" She locked the door again.
Seiichi Yukimura walked to the door and took out the key from the flower pot on top of the mailbox. He turned back and inserted the key into the keyhole. With a click, the lock was unlocked.
Sanchū Ming:??!
She scrambled to escape from the back door and took a taxi to Akaji's house.
Seiichi Yukimura, who chased after Akaji to his mansion but was rejected at the door, was speechless.
Seiichi Yukimura stood outside Akaji's house. Without the protection of tall buildings, the cold wind pierced his heart. He picked up the cat bag, and two pairs of identical blue-purple eyes met, staring at each other.
"Mom abandoned you and Dad to spend the night with another man." Seiichi Yukimura lamented.
The white cat turned around and left him with its butt.
After returning home, he looked at the bright blue cornflowers and his portrait on the table. He couldn't help but go out and buy a dozen letters and envelopes.
What should I write …
He was afraid of being unscrupulous when he recalled the past. He was afraid of being cliché when he confessed his feelings. He was afraid of being pretentious when he wrote about his feelings for her. He was full of hesitation and caution, which he usually didn't have. He thought about it and hesitated for a while before he began to write.
— — I desire to leave your side …
Go away.
Sanchū Ming, who received the letter, found an empty classroom to read it.
"I want to say the deepest words to you, but I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll laugh.
"So I laugh at myself and break my secret in a joke.
"I make my pain sound easy, because I'm afraid you'll do the same.
"I want to say the truest words to you, but I don't dare. I'm afraid you won't believe me.
"So I make a lie real, and say the opposite of my true feelings.
"I make my pain sound funny, because I'm afraid you'll do the same.
"I desire to sit silently by your side. I don't dare. I'm afraid my heart will jump to my lips.
"So I make small talk and hide my heart behind words.
"I treat my pain roughly, because I'm afraid you'll do the same.
"I desire to leave your side, but I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll see my cowardice.
"So I casually walk in front of you with my head held high.
"The constant stimulation from your eyes keeps my pain fresh forever."
Sanchū Ming's face was red as she clenched her teeth. She crumpled the letter full of rogue words into a ball and was about to throw it into the trash.
Only then did she see that there seemed to be words on the back.
She carefully smoothed out the crumpled paper and found that Seiichi Yukimura had written a line on the back.
"Yuji misses you very much."
… This is a foul. Sanchū Ming buried her face into the letter in frustration.
Using the purple-blue-eyed cat as a pun …
Referee, where's the referee?
Referee, player Seiichi Yukimura has fouled his straight ball.
Sanchū Ming turned around and wrote a letter.
"I only miss Yuji the cat. Yuji Yukimura must be crazy. Calm down."
A few days later, Sanchū Ming's menstrual cramps were unbearable. She lay on her desk between classes, barely breathing.
"Sanchū, are you here?" It was a senior from the Higher School next door. Sanchū Ming had seen him at the school festival held jointly by the two schools.
"Yes …" Sanchū Ming was about to stand up, but the senior waved his hand.
"Excuse me." The senior walked directly into the classroom and put a bag on Sanchū Ming's desk.
"Senpai …? What's this? "
"Someone asked me to give you this." The senior with the hedgehog hair winked ambiguously. "He also asked me to tell you to change into your boy's uniform. Don't wear a uniform skirt."
Sanchū Ming blankly watched the senior leave their classroom. She couldn't figure out who the "someone" was. She opened the bag and found a hot electric pillow and a thermos cup inside.
Sanchū Ming opened the thermos.
Ah, it's ginger and date brown sugar water?
…
She knew who it was!
San Ri and Yue Ming tore off a piece of paper in exasperation, and wrote with great force:
"Why are you so flirtatious?!"
Seiichi Yukimura, who received the letter, burst into laughter.
He thought for a moment and took out the letter to reply:
"I want to know what you're looking at."
It was like a lover's whisper.
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