I ran to the station.
It was close to the rotary, so I didn't have to get that wet.
But the yellow T-shirt that came to visit was so clear.
I see a white camisole underneath.
"The taxi driver told me that the train might hang out"
"Hurry up!
We all ran ahead of Ehara.
In all this rain, I'm just relieved to think about being left at this station.
Before passing the ticket, ask the station staff to remove the ticket.
"I just got it on. We'll stop until we leave, so it's okay."
Rest assured, we slowed down and headed home.
I couldn't camp.
But the last time I ran, I felt somewhat accomplished.
I don't know if it's sweat or rain. The humidity sticks all over my body.
I wanted to take a shower first when I got home.
When I took the train, there were quite a few people there.
We've all come to climb and camp, but I guess we gave up because of the rain.
The face was stained with the colour of discouragement and fatigue.
The car is air-conditioned and cold.
The rain sounds uninterrupted and sometimes gain momentum.
"Glad I made it..."
"Really, if I can't ride this, maybe I'll stay."
Ehara and Tangtian are doing it.
"Now you better watch the weather properly"
"Right."
Kawauchi also mixes in with the conversation.
Ogi, a strange boy, stared out the window.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Coming"
With a bitter laugh, Ehara comes to say.
The visitor snapped his neck.
"Why are you apologizing? … and it's fun to do this."
"Oh yeah!? I don't know... let's all go to Ichikura Station for dinner."
Kawauchi, Tangtian, and Oki are also colored by the suggestion of Ehara.
I was able to meet him on holiday. I guess I don't like going home like this.
I'm not leaving the train yet.
"Fine... Okaya-kun go too?
"Huh? Me?
Suddenly, I was stuck with the answer. [M]
"I'm going, 'cause this guy's going, too"
And Ehara looks desperately at me.
Necklaced commute.
"Really?"
"Right... no, I don't"
"Dude, why not!?
I wonder why.
The question of Ehara is a good one.
We all met on Saturday.
I went to the museum, but it doesn't taste like I'm going straight home because it's raining.
I have visitors, and I don't hate everyone.
How can I not be with you any more? [M]
"Are you ill, too?
I laughed when I really looked away. [M]
"It's okay."
"Then why?
Everyone is looking at me.
We made an agreement. That means we don't run out.
There are no rules to say that we have to act together there.
"Fine! About this guy! That's what I do."
Speak bright so that Ehara can fix it.
"Let's go alone! Where do you want it? It's near the station, Domies?
"Nice, Domies. But I don't have any money?
"It's the only way! Let Kawauchi, a senior, luxury you here."
"Why, me..."
Four thriving people.
I'm desperate to keep away the portion of the camp that was canceled due to the rain.
"Can I have Dommies, too, Mr. Coming?
"Huh? Oh, yeah... fine"
He seemed so curious about me, but his visit mixed into a conversation between the four of us with a good smile on his face.
I'm caught in the thought of being left alone.
It's not like I was taken off the hook.
Instead, Ehara and the others are trying to keep me company.
Don't rush out.
So let's all get along.
Take care of the time you can have with your visit.
"What's that?
I was in my voice.
Everyone's face befalls me.
Visitation also looks at me. [M]
What would I look like? [M]
The train finally rang the bell announcing the departure.
Visitation and eye contact.
A commuter wearing a mask that never enters a person's good mood.
That's not the face I want to see. [M]
It's a vaguer, more vague comeback.
Mind as a normal high school girl with anxiety while having the perfect look.
A girl of her age who is normally interested in sex while entangling an atmosphere that is likely to break if she touches it.
"What's going on? Okaya-kun......"
The visitors began to laugh.
I only show my face. [M]
The person will be unconscious, but that shakes my feelings tremendously.
There was an announcement.
I hear the train leaves.
Due to the increase in water in the river, maybe this is the last train this train leaves today.
Yes, the announcement was telling.
A pair of climbers who would be riding on a ride-along.
There is a sound of the door closing.
I was holding the arm of the visitor.
And he pulled his arm, and turned away from the train.
I jumped out of the train with my commute almost as if I were rolling.
The door closed.
Four men from the Department of Cultural and Human Studies gather at the door.
He stares at me and my arrival when I jump out of the train.
To my great surprise, everyone seemed to be halfway open and wondering how to react.
As the train ran out, I held my visiting arm firmly and held my head deep.
And I snapped with a tiny voice.
"Sorry for running out......"
The rain is unlikely to subside.