Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

Walk side by side on the dirt with the river.

The water sparkled in the sun, cool and dazzling; about three ducks flew across the river, and his hips settled into the water when he splashed his wings with the basha basha.

Side by side with it I kick the stone rolling at my feet.

Next door the man was kicking the stone as well. Sometimes a man kicks a stone I kick. I don't know the exact age, but I think you're going to do something very young.

Or maybe he's just hanging out with me for kicking the stone out.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes?"

Hands on my shoulder as I kept quietly kicking the stone, and they stopped me from moving.

A man smiles bitterly at me for twisting his neck about what is.

"I don't seem to have a superior complexion though. I figured we'd stop walking?

I was pointed at a gaze that seeped through the color of my worries.

Mine, don't they look good?

But there's nothing wrong with me, and I'm not tired enough to stop walking. And until now, I enjoyed exploring as much as I was going to skip.

"It's okay!

But if there's one thing, it's...

"Really?"

I am told to be pushed in a low voice, but in a gentle tone.

"Truly... to..."

When the man kicked the stone away just to say it was the last time, he pinched up the stone I was kicking at my feet.

And when I gently grip that stone in my hand, it peeks into my face.

"If you don't mind my asking, I will. If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine."

My mouth angle, which was arcing, slowly drops.

This place is not real.

There is no one around to know me.

"The truth is, I..."

So about now, I wonder if it's okay to expose my true feelings.

"The truth is that………………………………"

If it's a dream, be this guy, it doesn't matter.

"Do I look screwed?

"Forgive me, forgive me, even if I think so, I'm going to be impatient enough to bite my teeth too hard and my face hurts"

To whom, or to what, something fell out, but now only what I wanted to say like Eric earlier came out of my mouth.

"There's no way I can make sure I don't like it or hate it."

I lied to my heart.

I didn't feel any particular anger towards Aili, I can't believe that was happening.

Before I fell asleep, I remember trying to strangle my stomach unconsciously and being powerful. My nose was just a little rough for a while. There's a good reason for that.

That's because the sentiment of 'anger' was budding. Sadness at the same time.

Don't look at it, I realize it's an emotion I was treating to defy my gaze, but I still can't even look at it.

I have felt similar thoughts for others before. That is very similar to what I felt yesterday in Nagahama.

Because I really can't wait to regret it. I'm not doing anything wrong, but I want to scream out of my mind why I have to be naughty.

Because it won't be. What did I do?

Trying to get over old Aili, now I'm...

But some feelings don't hate her anywhere. So painful.

"If I can no longer forgive the child, I may repeat the same thing. Besides, I lose my friends. I'm more scared that way than angry"

As much as I want to slap my cheek and wake up and yell, my belly is definitely boiling down.

But come on, you can't raise your hand, because there was a lot of reason that dominated me.

If I raise my hand, it will be the same thing as the game's daisy, a fear. And the vain feeling that we might lose friends.

So if you can't dissipate this breast without a place to go, you should just lose it like you didn't from the beginning, but it doesn't seem easy either.

"I regret it, and I can't wait to be afraid to let myself be angry"

I am surprised myself that I have such a passion in me. You want to punch someone in so much, you know, punch him in one shot, scold him, wake him up..., no, no, no, calm down me.

I don't think so.

"Yes, I can't forgive you... but you have a child I want to believe. It's a very difficult matter. But killing emotions isn't a bad thing, but it's not a good thing either."

"But what if you were angry, and then you knew you fit the dangerous eye? What if I lose my friend?

The man stuck his breath a little.

Probably Koz. What are you talking about? No words.

"Still - if you have someone you can trust around you, you'd better tell that person. That makes it a little easier. If you don't notice around you, make them aware. You should get warm. Someone used to say that relying on talent, crying is strength"

"I Can Believe, People"

"I'm sorry. It's not what I can tell you."

Believable person...... I wonder who I can believe.

"Let's spit it out a little bit"

"You think I'll scream all I want? Look, this is just the place to scream cheap."

Says a man who is good at pointing around the dirt.

Sure, it's only about the river, and I don't see any buildings as far as the fields are spreading.

The man opened his mouth wide as he turned to me.

The fingers show the direction as if they were pounding the river and a ton of walls.

I see. Doing this kind of thing might not be too bad.

Being caught in a man's trick, I put my hand next to my mouth and breathed so full that my chest swelled.

I sucked so big I couldn't breathe too much.

"Also...... Ugh! Oh, my God!

And like draining balloon air, I blow the word out.

"Do something on your own. Whoa!

A duck swimming in the river spreading its feathers bashfully in surprise at my voice.

"I'm too self-absorbed!

Don't hesitate to scream grandiose.

"I'm kidding. Oh!

"I don't know if I'd do a tick. Aah!

"Don't be a villain. Ooh!

"Then I'll still be a little more sober!

I just never get my voice back like a mountain, but I shouted so loud that my vowel sounded for a few seconds.

When I'm done screaming, I breathe haha on my shoulders.

"Fine, you're upset."

"Phew... Phew. Yes, it seems so."

No one can complain about shouting as much as they like in their dreams.

If I was screaming in my sleep, it would be a temporary end, but where I was asked to sleep, there would be no pain or itching, although there would be embarrassment. I don't know the details.

Looking at my face, which was refreshing for a few minutes, the man lay his eyes down. He looks heartless or lonely.

Even where I think of something in my screaming appearance......

Or maybe that face is embarrassing to be with you or something. Is it because I have trouble retreating my eyebrows?

But it's the guy who said I should scream.

When I turn to my surprise face, the other person turns away from the sieve and starts walking.

I followed it on a small run, too.

"I... used to be a playman. Contempt?"

"Huh? Yes, no! Not at all! Not at all!

I reacted weirdly to the word "playman" that was suddenly thrown down.

Totally, and when you wave your hand in front of your chest as loud as a boom sounds, yeah? and be laughed at.

If you ask me if I was a playman, surely this guy has a neat face and looks good, even though he has some wrinkles on his face and feels old. Maybe my younger daughter will like it too.

That's when I met her.

"It's - you're from the grave, aren't you? Are you a playgirl?

I wonder if there are times when playwomen and playmen meet.

As he put his doubts to his face and mouth, the man shook his head small.

"No, it wasn't like she was a playgirl. At first, I worked downstairs in the brothel where I was, and I kept it to myself. He was a beautiful man."

"Why would someone who was in a place like that tell a playgirl?

"I can't tell you the details, but in the name of punishing her, the whorehouse sold it to the woman's tournament."

Proceed with a pale conversation as you walk.

Something about this story feels the same as the game's "wild chrysanthemum" slightly... It's stuttering to have such a similar person.

Punishment, which means she may have caused some problems. There's not going to be another girl like "Noju" (yes, if a woman is in a brothel, I think it would be good for a woman to work anymore), and if there is, I think she fell in love with a playman and tried to run away with him. So you think you've failed to escape love and are about to be punished?

"Punishment…"

It also kind of seems to me that a woman's amusement is for punishment of a woman. I mean, it's like half a prison for all the scandals.

"I couldn't help her. I'm a devil myself. I couldn't be honest with you."

"Do you regret...?

A little, I might have asked an insensitive question.

"Regret...... Right."

But I also thought that you told me so far because you wanted to spit something out.

I wanted to listen to this guy, no matter what he made of being so serious about the dream dweller.

"Like"

"Was it? About that person."

I think watching the side talking about her.

I thought you liked this guy, the guy. Rather than regretting it, your emotions conveyed more to me.

"I don't know. If you really liked him, you wouldn't let him die like that."

"Like that."

After a beat, I throw my gaze at the river.

"I let you die alone"

"It's..."

"Alone, in the dark and cold"

I turned down my life myself, and the man said yes. I wonder if self means suicide.

I couldn't say anything. I can't find the words.

"He was a man who shouldn't let go of his hand."

………

"Above all else, I had to protect"

At a time like this, I honestly don't know what to say.

I know it's each person and there's no right answer, but still, I think about what to say and what's right, maybe because the immeasurable conscience originally prepared by humans for not wanting to hurt that person is working.... I can't say it all because that's not all people.

……

I ended up with no words or anything out of my mouth.

"Speaking of which, did you see the town of Edo or something?

"Yes."

"Yes...... What do you think of this town?

"What do you say?

"You think it's a good place? I wonder how it looks in your eyes."

Without pinching my mouth about a man changing the subject, I listened to a fumbled story.

"... the river is beautiful, nature is plentiful, we've walked all over town, but we all thought it would be nice to have fun"

It seemed like a good town.

Though it's not real, the kids are all around outside, smiling parent-child figures, peaceful spaces. Of course, there may be parts of it that are not peaceful. I mean, I definitely think there is.

But I felt the majority of the people I saw had a full look on their face.

"In a nice town..................?

When I think back to what's going on in town, I realize I'm walking alone. There is no man who should have been next door.

Wow, I'm embarrassed, I was talking alone.

I stopped and looked behind.

The man stops about ten steps away and looks at me. What's the matter?

"Are you leaving already?

"Yes?"

You want to go now?

I don't know what it is, but I can see the ground over my ankle with clarity and clarity. You move your leg, but you can't see the tip of that leg even though you're moving it. It was gone.

"Oh, well."

Pom your hands like you did in the mountains.

Maybe this is a signal to wake up from a dream.

The hands I slapped are becoming more and more clear.

When you wake up, do you get thinner? I definitely want to tell someone this when I wake up.... if anyone can talk.

Looks fine around Umeki.

Becoming like a ghost, I walked over to the man.

I'm dreaming right now.

"Dream?

Put your hands together and look up into the sky.

Upstairs I saw a cloud.

"I kind of feel like it's good to see you. We have to remember when we wake up."

A dream to finally wake up.

But maybe I feel lonely somewhere because I really wish I didn't want to wake up from my dreams.

Take walks like this all the time, walk without purpose.

I want to hear more about this guy, and I want to hear his name and stuff. We haven't named each other yet, so we can try introducing ourselves again.

"Don't go."

"Huh?"

The man gave in a little and stroked my head.

I can see the wrinkles under my head shrinking.

A breeze blew and my hair hit my cheek.

"I want to give you whatever you like. Let's keep away from what you don't like. Take them to many places you like and scenic places too. It will snow in the winter, and we'll make a candle and see the flowers under the cherry trees when it's warm spring."

"That sounds... fun"

That's what the man said and laughed. When he held my hand, he pulled that hand over his own cheek.

Loose and soft beautiful black eyes.

His black eyes stare at him and his heart beats slightly faster.

But the glittering shadow in my eyes stifled my beating, which was getting faster.

"There's a lot more. It's better than heaven, 'cause I'm sure it reminds me."

"I'm sure it's definitely better than heaven, that. Good, I'd like to see some flowers."

The hands were clear by the time the man's cheeks were visible over his armor.

It felt strange that I could not see my hands there even though I had a feeling I was touching them, and it seemed like a floating world.

"I still need to talk to you."

"It's an odd encounter. I still wanted to talk to you, too."

I thought it was a joke and laughed off, and the man closed his eyes and exhaled quietly.

And it dissolves in the air, holding my body like a mist.

My heart, which was quiet, breathed, as if it had been grabbed by an eagle.

And at the same time, I wonder why I almost cried.

"It's kind of very, very warm,"

I said that to delude me.

There's a lot going on, and I'm not sure anymore. I shook my head thinking about why I was about to cry, but I couldn't get it cleaned up in me.

And I look up at the man in my arms.

But like a fog in my eyes, I couldn't see the other guy's face. I realize that the screen is moisturizing, like when I breathe in the mirror, and it's useless to gaze at it anymore.

Maybe my face is about to disappear.

Oh, even if I wake up from a dream, I hope I remember.

Because I'm forgetful.

"Goodbye, wild daisies"