Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

The night is still long.

In the neighbourhood, the wind is still drinking the alcohol.

Surprisingly, I don't change my complexion at all.

The monkey. The monkey.

And for some reason, I say that everyone is spending time out of shape, but while sitting in the front seat, I do the act of being virtuous, silently putting liquor and puffiness in an empty cup of wind.

……

"Goku...... Phew. Ghost son-in-law, let's open another bottle."

……

... oh.

Still no courage or energy has come.

I don't have to force myself to say, "It's my brother, isn't it" or anything.

The wind in the game shows that even after five years, Noju is Shino in one shot.

In other words, in less than a year's time, Shinagatori's reunion with Nojuku should naturally know me.

But I've never seen him act like that before.

Not once.

I, too, would have never forgotten my brother, Feng, in less than a year. I didn't say anything about the wind.

I wonder if they think it's amnesia.

Well... in a way, I'm amnesic.

The wild daisy past in the game is recalled in the Windy Route as follows:

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Shino's treatment in the family was harsh.

The beginning was when the wind was 5 years old.

To help the poor house, he was picking up firewood near the river plain. What he found was a child so much smaller than himself. The little child, full of dirt and scratches, had fallen with his breath sliced into small pieces.

"... hey, hey"

"... ha... ha"

"Is it painful?

Cochlear

When I was worried and called out, my neck was slightly swept vertically and my reaction returned.

Little then. What he immediately thought was,

- We have to help.

It was just the word.

Put the firewood on the ground and change into a little kid smaller than yourself.

Fortunately, it was near my house, so I arrived at home immediately.

When I left, my mother was there, and I saw him as surprised.

"What's wrong?!?

'Because I was down, I followed you. Rubbish.'

'He said he brought... And don't you dare let him sleep there'

From then on, there was also the mother's care, and the child's condition recovered day by day.

And you're feeling better. What about the house you're going home to her? Apparently, there was no such thing as living in a windy house, and my mother and father were happy to accept her.

I responded, "You" if I asked him his name, which he would dare to call in his life.

To observe from this response, apparently she was not named. Then the name given to her by Feng Feng is Shino.

It's easy to imagine why she fell over there and was scratched.

I was dumped early.

To parents.

So now you just have to be happy in this house.

I looked at her and the wind thought so.

Yes, I thought so.

'You shouldn't come back until the fish is caught.... catch at least three. Yeah, and then we're gonna have to wash our kimonos properly in the river. If you forget, we won't be eating for 10 days. "

"Aye!"

"Yeah, my mother."

"The wind will pick up the vegetables in the garden fields there."

……

But.

The happiness I wished did not last long.

"Is Shino here yet?

"How long will it take... dammit"

Don't play games with me, you. That's enough. If you wait, I'll make you dinner. "

"... I'm coming."

"Oh wait - the wind!!

Within a year or less after that, Shino's treatment in the home was close to working.

I guess it's also because my life has become more painful than before.

The house where life was finally even for three originally. With one more person there, life will be even more painful at last.

At first, they were spare and gentle looking parents, but as time went on, they couldn't afford to live. Since when have we been treating Shino as if he were a small user, listening to everything we say?

Yes, my parents' perception of Shino was the earliest sign of a free meal.

"Shino..."

Shake off your parents' voices, run and hurry to Kawahara where Shino is.

"Shino..."

Human thoughts are such things.

What a handful of beautiful people.

Talk about how these parents weren't a handful of beautiful people.

Shino, let's stop fishing and go home.

'Oh, you shouldn't... Yeah... no dinner'

'It's okay. I've got a small one. Oh, don't ask me what's wrong.... Himitsu, right?

I've lived like that for 2 years.

After that time, the wind was eventually sold to the brothel for a living, and Shino, who was not gold, stayed with his parents.

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and this is the general Shino story that is told on the Feng route.

It's my story, but I don't remember anything like that, so I think it's a little different. Whatever. I'm not sure about the beginning of my memory in this world. River plains and ragged dirt paths and grasses that grew around me that fluttered and lost walking. And he's the first tough uncle I've ever spoken to.

"Nodaisy, what are you so grumpy about? Are you listening to me?

"- Huh?... Oh, yeah, I'm listening. I'm listening."

"I'll open the ghost son-in-law, bring it."

Oi, you're still drinking, Koz.

and gaze at him like a shuddered respect. Although it's not weird because everyone around me drinks it. I drank too much of it.

The wind shouldn't be the type to drink that much.

Hmm. Is it still because of the festive mood called New Year's Day? It's like giving you tension.

Thoughtful of that, he eventually tried to stretch his leg and stand up to pick up his ghost son-in-law, who was sitting in the front seat.

of

Hoo-hoo... poh-hoo.

"Eh."

"Sue... sue..."

Something lightly weighed my knees before I got up fell off.

Slowly do your gaze down.

"The wind? Nagi."

"Mm-hmm... Sue..."

On his knees is a head that produces sparkling silver hair.

The head of the wind.

And if I'm not mishearing, I hear something like sleeping.

What, are you asleep?

I mean, crushed...?

"And Shitsurei"

…

In an effort to see if he is really asleep, he turns his hand upwards with the body and face of the wind pointing that way.

"What did he crush?"

"Brother Zhu He Yisama"

"Give me a knee pillow."

"Hmm. I knew it was crushed. Here it is."

"Well, come on, you ghost son-in-law. Drink."

Brother Zhu He Yi laughs when he sees the liquor bottle he keeps in front of the wind. It's a monkey. I thought it was a monkey... but the wind seemed to be the type of drunkenness coming later.

The beautiful gray eyes are tightly closed and the chest is moving up and down.

Apparently, he's completely asleep.

... No, but it's about the wind, so it might be a lie sleep.

I think so and slap my cheeks petite.

"Windy Bar Cover Coverage Hagehage"

"Ugh... mmm... ……

Although I frowned for a moment, there was no sign of waking up.

Looks like he's really fallen asleep.

"Oh, my God, is the wind crushing?"

"Brother Ribbon, you look so red."

"Drinks don't taste good."

"I drank too much."

One brother, Yisa, who was drinking next door, comes behind me and Brother Zhu He Yisa, peeking over his knees as he blushes.

Close. Close.

Smells like booze.

Put your hand on your nose, and at the same time, when you release your hand from the wind, Brother Ribbon's hand reaches into the windy cheek so that it is replaced.

Ooh. Will you do the same prank as I do?

Pech,

"Let's be happy." He said. Konnyaro. "

My brother with a crunchy smile.

Beating petite and cheeks was just like me, but seemed oddly tender. Like it's not like a prank. Does it feel like mercy?

I look down again, too.

I stared at him on my knees.

The closed eyelids visible from between the beautiful, sarcastic hair are heartless or serene. How adorable are the bloody cheeks lit because of the slight alcohol from under the white skin. Both ends are a little up, the mouth that is now quietly tied is very pretty.

The trick of sticking with Mozomozo to snuggle up towards my belly from time to time was ticklish.

"Sure... you're adorable"

"I didn't say she was cute."

I stroked my forehead.