This is a good course.
That's the schedule Kirasaka said about today's date.
What a cheap course name.
The tour of that hand is fun because it allows you to look back at who made you great, and all you see is black history when you look back at the lives of boys in high school.
I wove long coat feathers on my fingering gloves and said, 'Darkness is near!' And so much so that it evokes the unseen creature that he says it again.
... not about me.
I'm talking about one of the older boys next door.
Anyway, it's a schedule that I can't find a place to think of or enjoy, but there's one place I can't take it off if you're still going to say it turns.
Yes, at home.
I mean, indirectly, it's possible that today's date is right to dissolve instantly, and I've even been told it's okay to go home and give myself back like this.
Oh, my God, if it's just a novel and it's over, you can call me.
Because it's tea!... Is there no way?
The joke also set off on time with me and Beautiful Lusaka, but the sense of distance that should have left me is approaching gleefully.
It's more right to stick with it than to be close.
Beautiful Lusaka's arm, which should have swung off many times, is then put together in his arms.
Even with my dodging skills, I gave forgiveness to an arm that would fit perfectly, in the end, in a situation close to giving up.
It's hot, and the distance is close, so it's sloppy.
Isn't it the strongest couple walking arm in arm all over the city, having difficulty moving this far just because one arm is restrained?
Even though the crowd has a narrow range to move in the first place, there is also too much recklessness in narrowing the scope of action even further on its own.
Oh, my God, when I have feelings similar to respect for a couple, I realize they're looking at me with a flicker from around them.
In arming with Kirosaka, a further problem is that she feels reluctant to change her gaze from around her to something cooler, and that her thoughts are inhibited by the spread of a female-specific soft feeling around her elbow joint.
What a vicious creature. Who is a woman?
I'll have to educate Maple well when I get home.
Your brother would be sad if a maple grew up on such a little devil.
"So... what kind of course is a true compact course?
Through the residential neighborhood, he inquired about Kirosaka in front of a road with a large national highway.
Looking back at my short life, I can't think of anything particularly interesting.
Libraries at home, parks in shopping districts.
Whether you spend time alone or with maple or Shizukuishi, I have played with Yudo as a recent memory, but well that's about it.
Her statement, still riddled with mystery, but what returned was an ambiguous answer.
"I think the exact thing about understanding them is knowing how to grow. I mean, go around memories."
"... so you mean the True Package course, bad, but you better not expect it"
It seems more likely that it will not meet your expectations.
Beautiful Lusaka, who was somehow looking at the map on his smartphone, briefly told me where he was going first when he pointed his gaze at my face.
"Makoto, I'm going to the elementary school you went to."
"... why elementary school"
You really want to know the growth process, you are.
The elementary school I attended is certainly a short walk across the national highway right in front of me through the residential area.
Next to the elementary school, there are small buildings that sell vegetables, groceries, and other treats made by local Japanese confectioners, but they are not small and fun places.
I feel nostalgic but I don't want to come on holiday only where I've barely had a leg since I graduated.
But Kirasaka didn't try to change her destination even though she told her.
Eventually, I arrived at the elementary school, but I was looking out in front of the school gate for a while.
There was no conversation and although it was a very normal elementary school, Kirasaka looked around with interest.
I'll knock around the school gate and take a look around my first elementary school in a long time.
I think the number of playthings is slightly lower than when we were there, but the school building itself is no different.
The last time I came here was probably at the Maple Graduation...
Almost five years ago now.
If all those years had gone by, naturally, you'd feel nostalgic... how dare you think that Kirasaka had finished the sight and talked to me.
"Makoto, do you have memories in elementary school?
"Memories... nothing in particular"
It was an immediate answer.
You can say that there is nothing memorable about it in elementary school.
It may have been difficult for me to create precious memories myself in an elementary school where the neighborhoods where I live were collected just because they were the same.
That's quite a bit because even when I think about it again, I've had a twisted personality since I was a young girl.
I just traced my old memories, and all that really comes out is maple and Shizuku memories.
Elementary school should be going to the same school for the longest number of years if it is to be compared by years alone. Only the two of us float earlier.
I'm talking hypothetically, if Yudo had met in elementary school, not middle school, he might have changed a little...
Finishing the day with nothing at school, Shizuku and Maple take me home to play in nearby parks and each other's houses.
When I go home around evening, my mother spoils me enough to feel persistent, and I go to bed.
I lived the same life over and over like a luteen.
"It's not a big deal in elementary school."
"Elementary school," but ”not a big deal. Not a mistake?
Niyari smiles and Kirasaka points it out.
That's right, I'm sorry.
I get caught hurting, my eyes narrow and I gaze at her.
Couscous laughing at the reaction, Kirasaka walks in the school yard.
"You went through here, Makoto... is it your fault that you feel so important?
"It's my fault."
You're not from this elementary school in the first place, are you?
You're not wrong to think it's your fault, are you?
Playthings, gymnasiums, swimming pools, second school yard just a short distance away.
I finished looking at what I see, but not even enough to immerse myself in sentiment.
I didn't do anything at this school.
The faces and names of my classmates, who are already disappearing in a corner of my memory, also don't come to mind as much as I saw elementary school.
That's how memorable life was.
"... Satisfied?
"I'd really like to see the classroom you were in, but I can't help it, let's go next."
That's what she said when she asked Kirasaka, who was slowly walking a little behind her.
Beautiful Lusaka, who was taking a few photos, takes only one last photo with the camera pointing this way.
"This is a memorial, don't hate it as much as they took the picture, okay?
"I don't mind... there doesn't seem to be any demand"
A plain man in a plain school.
Are you all right, now is the time to care about showing SNS.
"Why are you going around a place like this?
I asked Kirasaka for this sincerity until I walked to my next destination.
The direction of the walk and the visit to the elementary school before it also give a great deal of thought to the next place, but I don't know why.
When it comes to dating, there's a better place to go around town by train.
Movies, Game Center, Shopping......
The choice widens, but you can't do anything if you're local.
She answered, wondering that she had this date plan she wanted.
"You're not saying that dating is the only way to play with anything entertainment, are you?
"Sure... but do you enjoy going around the country like this?
"It's fun, Makoto, knowing a little something you didn't know. It's in person, too."
Keeping straight forward, Kirasaka, who answered the question, speaks with a very natural look.
At least I didn't think you were lying.
What I just feel is that it's far from a date I know.
I've never been on a date, so this knowledge is just what I saw in a novel or on TV.
But it's not going to be the day I imagined, that's all clear.