Haunted Duke’s Daughter

A town in Japan. Winter Moon Sakura was born and raised in such a town, not as small as the countryside, if not as big as the city. The name comes from the fact that the cherry blossoms were in full bloom on the day of birth. Sakura, the young man who found out about it, told his parents.

"Appropriate!

"That's not appropriate!

I was so pissed off. Irrational.

Such sakura has been popular since I was a little girl. Even though she was a girl, she loved to move her body, and she used to snuggle and kick around with boys. Not so if you weren't close to the girl, but you were in for the decency and doll games.

Play with anyone and get along quickly. Don't be afraid of who they are and get actively involved. That's Sakura's childhood.

Being an elementary and middle school student didn't change that. As always, I like to play outside, and even if the traits of women start to appear, that doesn't change, so much so that the boys I play with were baffled.

He also excelled at school and maintained a single-digit ranking at all times even though he did not attend school or anything. He said that if he took the class seriously, he would know more or less. A friendly friend turned a hostile eye on this, and I haven't put it in my mouth since.

Some people were naturally jealous of Sakura, but Sakura still treated such people indefinitely. I actively taught kids that I don't know how to study, and I talk to kids with introverted hobbies.

The ratings around Sakura vary.

Girl as picturesque as naiveté. Be nice to everyone and take good care of them. I'm always fine, but that's why I can't read the air from time to time. They don't understand the struggles of others when it comes to studying.

Loved by many and hated by some. That's the Winter Moon Sakura.

Sakura was always the same when I took the high school exam. You never lose your grades when your surroundings start studying. That's why everyone was interested in what high school they were going to, but Sakura chose the public high school closest to home. High school with no grades, no grades. The reason is simple, because it's close. And then there was the uniform, because it was similar to middle school. Sailor clothes based on black, they said it was plain from around but Sakura liked it.

Secondary school graduation. Sakura was greeted many times by her juniors, and when she finally got out, her close best friend was grinning bitterly.

"Sakura is as popular as ever. I envy you."

"Don't make fun of me. I'm just a little tired..."

Answer my friend who waited for Sakura with the same bitter smile and go home together. Same way home. It is the routine of the two of us to go home talking about no other love. When I thought that the routine was over today, I just missed it a little bit.

"High school coming soon ah...... Sakura's good, right? Close."

"That's all I chose!

"I'm rather impressed with its cleanliness."

The tone is frightening, but my friend smiles all the time. I'm familiar with Sakura's personality, but I guess it's late.

The two enjoy the conversation as usual until they reach their friend's house afterwards. There's not even a big topic. That's the story about the dog you own at home, about your brother.

"Arrival," he said.

If I noticed, I was reaching my friend's house. A friend rushes to the door.

"Sakura, you haven't forgotten your promise tomorrow, have you?

"Daijibu! Meet me in front of the station at 10: 00, shop!

"Great. See you tomorrow"

Sakura waves back to her waving friend. That's how he broke up on the spot, as usual, and Sakura went home alone.

While walking, he also greets passers-by firmly. Sakura is so well known about her face around here that everyone greets her back with a smile. I think it's a very good town.

In a good mood, with a pleasant smile, I walk my usual way home.

And then I realized.

To the fact that the street is completely interrupted.

"Mmm! This is a case!

I'll say that. Naturally, no one will respond.

"Yeah. I miss you"

Sigh small and hurry home. I tried to delude myself with a joke, but I feel a little scared. It's still a bright time after noon, but it's quiet like no one else. There's no way I wouldn't be anxious.

That's how you walk a little,

……

Sakura stopped.

"Oh, fuck...?

I can't move my legs. Even if I try to walk, I can't move as if I've been sewn on. Swallow your side with fear, and try to scream for help,

"... hey...!

I can't hear you.

"Nah..."

I can't even breathe.

Flirting, I sat down on the spot. Hold your throat and try to breathe somehow. But no matter what you do, your breathing never returns.

I came here and became aware of something called clear death. As soon as possible, my chest hurts from fear. Nature and tears overflowed.

- No... how...!

Why is it so painful? I don't know. I don't know anything.

I intend to live seriously so far. I got along with a lot of people. I've been trying my best to live. And yet, how did this happen all of a sudden?

I don't know anything. But life disappears.

Strength falls out of your body. He falls down on the spot and still asks for the appearance of a person without being able to give up. But no one.

"No, it is... Somebody..."

squeeze out your voice, but no one listens to it.

I don't want to die, I think strongly. I still had a lot to do. I was promising to go shopping with my friends tomorrow, and starting next month, I'm in high school. I was leaping my chest into a new life.

How could that be, like this?

"Shih, keh..."

Desperately reaching out. While I know no one will take that hand, I still reach out to grab something.

Eventually the hand fell to the ground, unable to grasp anything.

Winter Moon Sakura thus ended her short life without knowing why or cause and without being nursed by anyone.

It was a while before anyone named God found out he had killed himself just for 'leisure time'.