Careful, the Witch Combine is up to something.

The mysterious MINE arrived that night inviting everyone to the sea by phone.

Specifically, it was the night I fell asleep on my bed to deceive my troubles and fished around for pictures of small animal videos and Chinese food.

It is a message from the lotus.

"... hmm? Witch?"

I don't know what to do, I just don't know.

Anyway, I'll make a call to see what you mean.

The long call stopped ringing and I breathed...

"Ugh, what's up?

"Ugh, nagging?

It's kind of an uncomfortable greeting.

As I lean my neck, the lotus...

'It's been a while, so, what's going on at this hour?

"... What, that reaction? I mean, it's been a while, you just met me at school today, right?

"I don't remember much, I'm not impressed by your face."

"What the fuck is that, a fight?... or isn't it subtly Japanese strange from earlier?

Chip......, and I hear a tiny tongue pounding.

What's wrong with me? Did I do something?

'What's going on at this hour anyway? Call me or something.'

"... Lotus suddenly just called me back because she sent me a MINE that didn't make sense"

"When did you send MINE? I did."

"No, no, no, you just sent me, how the witch..."

I peek into the talk screen with Lotus, remembering the slightest frustration.

But...

"... that?

I don't have a message.

No, there's just an inorganic system message that says exactly what the witches said earlier disappeared and instead “the message has been deleted”.

"... Lotus, you erased the message, eh, why? I'm scared..."

A friend who sends a message and a message that has been erased.

It's not incitement or anything, it's a little serious and scary.

Looking back now, the content of the memorable message was also quite creepy there.

When you say it's summer, but you're shaking your body feeling something thin and cold, Lotus is...

"Ru"

"... ru?

"Bye."

"Ha!? What, wait a minute Lotus!? Ru..."

Pfft, make a tall noise and the call goes off.

Listening to the inorganic electronic sound of the smartphone, I blued in my room alone and held my own shoulder.

"Holy crap..."

Blur and shake your body.

It's summer, so it's a suspicion?

And maybe it's because of that, but just before the call went out, it was like hearing a voice other than lotus from across the phone...

"... but let's go to sleep now"

Stop thinking deeply, I fled into the futon early.

I would never want Mr. Sato to know about such a pity, but I don't like horror.

haha my troubles had disappeared somewhere and i was trembling in the futon that day, only to fall asleep.

It's been a long week.

As long as I was embarrassed to be a child at all, I squinting that I couldn't wait for this.

I felt so far away waiting for the day to come as I felt the atmosphere of everyone surfacing on the unusual class schedule before the summer break.

But it's finally here.

The long-awaited summer vacation - and the promised day!

But...

"... what are you doing, I am"

At the same time as I squeal, the train leaves when there is a noise behind it.

Slightly shorter trains sew between the blue and the bush of grass and disappear straight into the darkness of the tunnel.

The next train to this unmanned station is about an hour and a half from now.

"Huh..."

I look at my watch in a deep sigh.

No matter how many times I see it, the time is just past 7: 30 in the morning, with nearly three hours to go before the rendezvous I promised everyone.

It really feels like what you're doing, but let's sneak up on the shame.

I was so excited about the ocean with Mr. Sato that I woke up early in the morning (almost at night), and my eyes were blinded.

What's the matter, that's when I came up with it.

"That's right! Get on the early train and wait at Green River Station first!

- As you know, I'm losing my mind a little bit because of lack of sleep.

That's why I noticed my own stupidity, just in front of the station.

"What are you going to do about the Green River early this morning..."

- The Green River is a famous attraction.

The emerald waters are so clear that they are chosen as a national attraction that during the season, sea bathers, both within and outside the province, visit them.

A passenger car slotted along the side of the road is no longer a festive poem.

But if you return the back, there's nothing else.

Recently, the chances of coming to visit the Green River have rarely diminished, but there is nothing without dimensions with the Green River in the vague memory.

One road station integrated with a deserted station and all that's left is a line of pompous and private accommodation.

A typical cold village of convenience stores and supermarkets, as well as the difficulty of even finding vending machines.

They threw me out at 7: 30 in the morning.

"The road station opens at... 10: 00, or... that's right."

I was disappointed to see the representation of the faint opening time printed on the automatic door.

Inside the road station, there is a simple food and beverage space (although the station side of the road claims to be a cafe).

I tried to kill time there, but apparently that's not how it works.

Pushing "Kanami" from such a time is also annoying to Grandma Hanawa.

"… let's even look at the sea"

In the end, that's all I have to do.

I spit out one big stretch and walked out reluctantly.

The scent of the tide, the sounds of seagulls heard from afar, the rise of private accommodation (...) in the sea breeze.

"I miss you..."

Anything but memories.

My chest is tightened.

Nostalgia... I don't feel bad about high school kids like me... anyway.

Walking down the road by the sea immersed in sentiment like that...

"... eh"

I stopped breathing.

I felt like the world itself had stopped because of the sloppy drowsiness.

Because it was the first time I was born to see something that beautiful.

I nailed my gaze, and I mouthed her name.

"Saito, …"

Sato Koharu but with a white piece in the wind, with a worrying look, looks out at the emerald sea.

For the first time at this time, I knew that a set of people I like and the ocean are so incredible.