The Hero Who Returned Remains the Strongest in the Modern World

Side: Maki Sakami

In the bus car. I took the word card out of my bag.

- I don't remember the last year or so.

This is quite a handful in attending a private advanced high school...

Well, there's nothing I can do without it.

And how much sense does it make to mourn for nothing without it?

"Good."

Nodding so, I proceed to memorize with an English word card in school that is routine.

And when the memory kiri was good, I casually turned my gaze out.

And the bus waited for the signal - similarly, I had eyes for a girl with pink hair, about a freshman year in middle school, on foot waiting for the signal.

"Ah!"

I open my eyes and make a "ah" look over there.

And then it turns blue and the bus leaves.

"What's wrong, Maki? Raise your voice suddenly..."

My classmate calls out to me with a surprised look.

"Kid now... I feel like she looks familiar..."

"I've seen it, too. Sure you weren't a good friend when you were in the hospital?

"Hospitalized?"

"Oh, sure, memory problems...... what the hell"

"Leukemia... Was it"

I overcome the difficulty... Apparently.

And I was attacked by memory problems.

I'm talking about flying out of the house for a while, missing, and at the end of the day, a horrible beauty in a witch, delivered me home......

It's like, with every fantasy world you can...

But... and I shook my head left and right.

"Well, I don't care."

"Doesn't matter?

"Because it would be the same thing you didn't remember from the beginning. Because it would mean you can forget. The final exam next semester is more important to me now."

Side: Mauria Morishima

"... ah"

Waiting for a signal on my way to school, and I had eyes on one woman on the bus.

Not so much, the bus leaves...

"Wait... wait!

With all my strength, I chase the bus.

Let me breathe, I run.

I don't know why, but I have to talk to that guy. Really, we have to meet and talk.

- So run.

Run, run. Just run even.

I'm out of breath and my legs are getting heavier and heavier.

But they're on the bus, and I'm - on foot.

I'm stuck in traffic feeling good, critical and I can follow the car shadow - and plug into a long bridge there.

It is the main road that stretches out in front of you.

No signal, no traffic.

The bus keeps moving away.

- If I can't see you here, I'll never see you again.

I don't know why, but I had that certainty.

"Wait! Please... Wait! Wait. Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Run. Run. Just run.

But the bus kept rushing ahead - and finally the bus was out of sight.

"Haah, hah... hah-hah"

Middle belly of the bridge, me that makes you breathe,

I'm crying.

I guess... and I think.

Memories that are gone.

Perhaps that man... was my very dear man.

On the spot, on my knees, I tremble my shoulders and cry down on the spot.

"Maki...... sister......"

Words that came out unconscious. Maybe - that's the guy's name.

I'll never see him again, it must be that guy's name.

And, from the other side of the bridge, let him breathe, shake his long hair - that guy came running.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!

Sister Maki stood before me in the shape of a death, letting her breath out.

……

……

Dozens of seconds to make out.

No, I don't know what to talk about.

So Sister Maki spoke to me... after all, in a way that I didn't know how to be good.

"Um... I'm sorry. I'm gonna say something weird right now, okay?

"What?"

"I've never seen you before, but I don't think I've ever seen you before. It's me... I got off the bus on my way to school, and my tardiness was confirmed... and I couldn't stay, so I rushed out here."

……

"It's like I've been separated from my sister - like I've seen her all over the city. With that kind of momentum."

"... ha"

"What's going on?

"... I thought the same thing"

That's how I never asked my sister Maki.

"Um... I'm gonna do something weird right now, okay?

……

That's how I hug you to the full strength.

Never again, never leave.

"Hey you......?

I don't know why, but something warm comes out of the bottom of my heart.

No, it overflows.

And I was so impressed, I wept.

"Good...... really good"

"... right. That's what this is about - we must..."

Seeing, Sister Maki has also held me back to full strength with tears.

May sky.

We cried, but laughed, and began walking forcefully together.

And the riverbed, visible from the bridge we walk, was filled with the wind with thin pale purple garden (Scion) flowers blooming full of power.

- Purple Garden: Also known as Don't Forget Grass - Flower Words: Don't Forget Me