Lead the other world.

"Uh... where... here?

The citrus fruit, which woke up and slowly woke up her upper body, looked around and was confused.

Tall trees were growing all around him in sight, and the moonlight plunged in from among the trees to illuminate the citrus.

Then Citrus began to sort out in his head how he had managed to get back to this point in time to regain his composure.

Whoa, whoa.

My brother Takumi went missing, and the citrus fruit, with a huge hole in his heart and a fierce sense of loss, wore a futon on the cot he kept in his room, hugging his favorite white rabbit stuffed animal all the time and sitting alone in gymnastics.

There was no vivacity in the eyes of the citrus fruit in that state without eating anything for another two days, just a zizzy look at the walls of the room with nothing.

(Everyone... is gone... leave me... Both your father and brother...... Why...)

"Why am I the only one left..."

Citrus vegetables wanted to be praised by his brother Takumi, but he also worked hard to study and exercise. Takumi was the one who supported the citrus vegetables without her parents and the reason she could live with a smile on her face.

A week had passed since such a brother continued to be missing from his father, and the citrus vegetables had finally stopped eating.

The citrus trees turned their eyes to the cutter knife placed on their desk with vain eyes.

(It's already good... No more... I don't know what it means to live alone...)

Citrus rose fluffily and slowly, taking the cutter knife that was on his desk, he made a noise and blade.

As the citrus fruit approached its neck in horror, it caught sight of a photograph of itself and Takumi smiling alongside each other decorating it on a desk.

That picture was taken during Takumi's summer vacation when she took me to a theme park where citrus vegetables wanted to try using money she desperately saved apart from her living expenses on a part-time basis last year.

From the eyes of the citrus vegetables I saw the pictures, the tears that I had endured all along finally became unbearable and overflowed one after the other.

"Ugh... my brother... honey... I... I... what do I have to live for!! I... what..."

Citrus cried as he sat down on both knees to collapse on the spot, whimpering and feeling his chest about to rip open intermittently.

The citrus was overflowing without dropping the cutter knife and wiping the overflowing tears by hand or not staying.

That was the time.

(This on...?)

Citrus seemed to pass through the watery light in front of him. And the citrus vegetables looked through the room with blurred vision with tears and the colorful light was flying around the room.

I finally thought I was going crazy and hallucinating, and the citrus fruit stopped thinking there and watched in tears at that fantastic look that suddenly appeared.

After a while, the space at the center of the room began to distort, and eventually a white hole appeared large enough to let each person in.

Citrus vegetables trying not to think about it were attracted to its holes for some reason. He stood unconsciously up and at some point approached that white hole to reach out.

The only thing I could remember from there was that I was spoken to by a tall man I didn't know about.