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The Academy’s Sashimi Sword Master Chapter 403: Face to Face with the Lion (4)

Chapter 403: Face to Face with the Lion (4)

Splaaash!⁠

The‍‌ waves crashed against‍⁠​ the shore.

The‍ seawater, which had⁠ reached the mainland,‍‌ retreated after sprinkling‍ the sand with​​ a whitish salt.‍‍‍

A sea breeze, smelling⁠‌‍ of salt, began⁠‍ to gently stir‍⁠ the palm leaves.‍‌‍

From‌⁠​ the palms lined‌⁠⁠ up like spears⁠ of light came‌ the whisper of‌⁠ curtains.

Shaaa!‌‌‌

Welter,⁠‍⁠ priest of the⁠⁠​ Church of the‌⁠ Outer God, closed‌ his eyes to‍​⁠ enjoy it.

The​⁠ salty smell. The​​‍ sound of the​ wind that seemed⁠‌ to cleanse his‍ mind. For someone⁠ like him, who‌ was always carrying‌⁠⁠ Yu Sein’s problems,​⁠ it was a much-needed rest.

Welter⁠​ opened his eyes.‌‌​

The⁠‌‍ bucolic coastal landscape,⁠‍‌ as if painted,⁠ remained unchanged. It‌ naturally made him‌‌ want to pray.‌‌‍

‘Oh,‌ Outer God, your‌‌‍ work is truly‌ beautiful.’

It​ was a sight‍‍ so far removed‌ from his daily⁠​ life that it‌‍⁠ felt like it⁠‌ belonged to another‍⁠‌ world.

While​​​ clearing his mind.​⁠

Kyaaa!‍

The‌‌ blare of a conch shell blown‍​​ from afar broke‍‍ the peace.

“The‌‍‌ sea demands watermelon‍‍ smashing!”

Choi‍ Seol-Ah raised a baseball bat. Welter⁠ frowned uncomfortably.

‘That⁠‍ outfit…’

Choi​​‍ Seol-Ah was wearing​ a leather blouse⁠‍ and short sleeves,​‌‌ tied in a knot just below⁠‌‌ her chest. They⁠‍⁠ called it a “tank top.” Beneath‌‌ her abs, defined‌ like the number‍ 11, stretched long‌​⁠ bare legs.

Oh,‌‍ what a shame…‍

“Watermelons⁠⁠ are for eating,⁠‌‍ not for smashing!”​

The‍​ one who tried⁠‌⁠ to take the‍ bat away was‍⁠ Horntail, a girl‌⁠​ who looked outwardly‌‌‌ innocent but was​ in truth a dragon. Direct granddaughter​ of the Dragon‌‌⁠ Lord.

And​​ despite that.

She‍‌​ was wearing a navy-blue Japanese school​​ swimsuit, which contrasted​‌ with her pale‍​‌ skin.

“……”‍‍

Oh​​ Outer God, forgive‌ my knowledge of‌‌‍ such things. I knew all of‍⁠‌ this before devoting‍ myself to the‌ church. Welter put⁠ his hands together‍‍‍ in prayer.

“Even‍ a dog would‌ eat watermelons dirty⁠‌⁠ with soil on⁠⁠​ top!”

“Are‍​ you saying I’m​‌​ a dog!?”

“You​⁠ resemble one quite​​⁠ a bit, as⁠​ Headmistress Bobaps said.”⁠‌

While‌‌‍ the two argued,‍‍⁠ with a massive‍​ difference in height⁠‌⁠ between them, Welter⁠⁠ turned his gaze⁠⁠⁠ to the horizon.​ Yachts with triangular​ sails crossed the​‍⁠ waters, breaking the​‍⁠ surface as they‌‍⁠ passed.

“It’s‌ hot.”

Welter‌⁠‌ rolled up his⁠ cloak and wiped‌ the sweat trickling‌‍‍ down his temples.‌‌‌ He felt a pleasant warmth.

‘How⁠‌ peaceful everything is.’⁠‌

This‍ place was Hawaii.⁠⁠

***⁠‍​

“Ugh,​‍‌ aaah, so hot…”‍

Yu‌‍ Sein complained under‌ the shade of​​​ a parasol. Sprawled‌ out, she panted​ like a stray‌⁠⁠ dog in the‍ sun.

She​ tried to take⁠‍ off the sheer​⁠ jacket covering her‍⁠‌ shoulders, but a shout quickly came​⁠ from outside the​​​ parasol.

“…Lady‍⁠ Saint! Your clothes!”​

Welter‌‌⁠ shouted as if‌​⁠ having a seizure.‌‍

“I’m⁠​ hot! So hot!”‌‍‌

“That’s​⁠⁠ unacceptable! Indecent! You​​ are the face⁠ of our church.​ If you present‌‌ yourself half-naked, the‍‍‌ dignity of the‍⁠⁠ Church will collapse!‌​ That very day‌⁠‌ we will fall‍​ into decline!”

“Tsk.”‍‍‌

“Tsk?”​‍

“Th—”‍‌

“That’s‌‌‍ enough!”

“Coming‍‍ to the beach‍‌⁠ only to stay⁠​‌ all covered up?​ That makes the​‍ Church lose more‍‍‍ popularity. Am I wrong? And besides,​‍​ I bought a swimsuit… Bah, forget​⁠ it. I’m taking‍‍‌ it all off!”​‍‍

“No!⁠ No! Nooo!”

“If‍​ I want to‌⁠ strip, what will​ you do about‍​ it?”

“At‌‍ least this!”

Welter‌ grabbed a handful⁠ of wet sand⁠ and hurled it⁠ at Yu Sein.⁠​​

“Pfft!⁠ Pfff! Won’t you​ stop? It’s getting⁠‌​ in my mouth!”‌⁠‍

“Better⁠⁠ to bury you‌ alive than to‍‍ stain the Church’s‍ honor!”

“You​​​ damned radical! Help,⁠ pfff, someone help⁠​​ me!”

“……”​‍​

Only‌​‍ then did I open my eyes.⁠

‘They‌ don’t let me​⁠‍ rest even here.’⁠​

I couldn’t sleep with‌‍​ all the commotion‌‌‍ here and there.‌​⁠

In⁠‍‍ the distance, the​ chase between Choi​​‌ Seol-Ah and Horntail‌⁠‍ continued, while closer​⁠ by the shamanic⁠​​ ritual of the‍‌ foreign sect was‌‌⁠ unfolding.

Although‌‍‍ it wasn’t much‌⁠ different from usual,‍⁠⁠ the warm air‍​‌ characteristic of Hawaii⁠⁠ made everyone more⁠ excitable than normal.​‌

‘Now​‍ that I think​‌ of it, this​​‌ is the first⁠ time I’ve come‍‍ to Hawaii for​⁠ something other than​‍ work.’

A trip with old‌ companions.

It‌ was a joint‌⁠ proposal from Ryozo‌⁠​ and Abel.

It⁠‍ just so happened‌‌​ that in Joaquin’s‍​ academy and graduate​⁠ school, the midterm​‌‍ exams had already⁠⁠​ passed, leading into​ a break period.​ On top of​‌ that, “Joaquin’s Birthday”​ fell on a Sunday and was‌ declared a substitute‍‌ holiday, so we‌ got three days‍‌⁠ off.

And‍ I, without understanding​​ anything, was “kidnapped”‌‍⁠ by my old⁠ companions to Hawaii.‌

And‍‌ that’s fine.

Yes,‍⁠​ it’s fine, but.⁠

On‌ the other hand,‍‌⁠ I feel uneasy.‌‍⁠

‘Since‍ we arrived, neither⁠ Ryozo nor Abel​‌‌ has shown up‍⁠ even once.’

I feel like I should brace myself⁠ for something.

“Kang⁠ Geom-Ma!”

What⁠‌ a racket!

When‌‌ I looked toward⁠‍‌ the voice, I saw Yu Sein​‌⁠ buried in the‍‌​ sand, only her‌ head sticking out.‍ At some point,⁠‍‍ Welter had completely​⁠ covered her with​⁠⁠ a mound of​​ sand.

“Humph!”‍

“Hmm,‍‌‍ huh?”

“I’ll​⁠ take some pictures.”​

I paused the auto-farming​ in the game⁠​​ Blessing of the‌ Apocalypse M 2nd‍‍​ and opened the⁠​ camera app.

“Turn‍⁠ it off! Aren’t⁠‌​ you going to‍‌‍ turn it off?”⁠​⁠

“I⁠‍ don’t want to.”​‌‍

“Yam-ma!”​

The‌‌ mound of sand⁠​⁠ shook.

“Bishop.”‌

“Yes.”⁠​

Welter‍ darted up the​⁠‌ dune like lightning‍‌ and sat cross-legged,‍⁠⁠ pinning Yu Sein​‌​ down with his​ body.

“This‍‍​ can’t be allowed!”⁠⁠

“Aaaaagh!”⁠⁠

Clack,‌‍‌ clack!

Yu‌‍ Sein resisted several‌‍ times, but soon‌⁠ wore a resigned‌‍‌ expression. Since it‍‍ came to this,‌​ she might as‍ well take advantage‍‍ of it as⁠‍‌ a sand-therapy session.‍‌⁠

While‍‌⁠ restarting the auto-farming‌⁠​ I had paused,​⁠‍ I asked Welter.​

“By‍‍‌ the way, bishop,‍‍⁠ how come you‌⁠ came with us?”‌

“Ha⁠ ha, since we⁠‍ are close to​ the portal, it​ is my destiny‍ to escort the⁠ saint.”

Yu‌⁠ Sein interrupted.

“Destiny?​ All you do⁠⁠​ is build mud‌‌‌ houses, that’s what.”⁠‌‍

“…Be‌ quiet.”

“So​​ much talk of​‍‌ ‘the saint, the⁠‌​ saint’… Ugh, I’m‌‍⁠ tired of it.‌ I’m going to‌ sleep.”

….‌​

“…zZZ.”​⁠​

Yu​ Sein dropped her⁠ head to the‍ side and instantly​​‌ fell asleep. Welter,⁠⁠‍ seeing that, let⁠‍ out a deep‌⁠ sigh.

“In‌​⁠ any case… I’ll‌‌ continue. The reason⁠ I’m here is‍⁠⁠ because His Holiness‍​‌ the Pope sent​‍ me a message.”‍‌​

The‌‍ Pope of the⁠​⁠ Church of the​ Outer God. It‌⁠ had been a long time since​‌​ I heard from‌​ him. He lived‍⁠ in seclusion, researching‌⁠ the truth. He‍ wasn’t interested in⁠ exercising power or​​⁠ influence, and lived‍⁠ a sage’s life.‌⁠

“What​​‌ kind of message?”‍

“It​ was about the​⁠⁠ second apocalypse.”

Without​‌​ realizing, I gripped‌‌ my smartphone tightly.​ Seeing my expression,⁠ Welter nodded.

“He‌⁠‌ clearly said that‍​ you are involved.”​⁠

The​ Pope, with his‌ clairvoyance, used to​ utter prophecies. It’s⁠ somewhat funny that‌ I, being a demigod, should receive⁠⁠⁠ an oracle.

In‍​​ many mythologies, even‍‌​ the gods themselves‍‍​ privately consulted oracles.​‍​

‘After‍‌ all, I am​‌‍ half a god.’​

It‌⁠‍ seems that something​⁠‍ is truly brewing.⁠‌⁠ So let’s pay‌‍ attention to the‍​ Pope’s message.

I straightened up and‍ sat properly.

“Didn’t‍‌ he say anything‍ about how imminent​⁠‌ it was?”

“He⁠‌ did not mention‍ that.”

“But‍​ from the way‌⁠⁠ it feels, it‌​ must be soon.​‌ He already assigned​ you as babysitter⁠‍​ of that fake​ saint.”

“…Yes.⁠‌‌ That’s why, or‌ thanks to that,‍‌​ ha ha…”

Welter​⁠ let out a hollow laugh.

“I​‌‌ fulfill my duty,‌⁠‌ but I feel‌ apologetic. Lord Heavenly‌‌ Sword, you’re on​​‍ a trip with​​⁠ your old companions,‌ and I feel⁠⁠ like I’m in‍⁠ the way.”

“You‌⁠⁠ are not. Since‍‍ you came, rest‌ well. You must‍⁠ be having a hard time because⁠ of that makeshift‌‍ saint.”

“Heavenly​‌ Sword…!”

Welter⁠‌​ was visibly moved.‍​ It seemed he‌‌‌ had been carrying‌ much sorrow.

Watching⁠‍ a grown man‌​‍ make that kind‌‍⁠ of face was‍‍ rather uncomfortable.

Welter​‌​ rubbed his eyes⁠ and looked toward​⁠ the coast. His​⁠ cloak, marked with‍ Cain’s seal, fluttered‌⁠ in the sea‌‌ breeze.

“It’s‌‌‌ a beautiful place.‍​ Hard to believe‍‌ there’s a portal‌‍ to Hell on‍​ this island.”

“Where⁠ the shadow is‌‌ densest, the light​​‍ shines brightest.”

Welter⁠‍​ blinked. He smiled⁠ softly.

“You’ve⁠⁠​ matured so much.‌​ Even your words‍ have depth. I’m‌⁠ proud.”

Welter‌ was already an​⁠ adult when I was still a student. Although he‍‌⁠ treated me with⁠ respect, he saw​⁠‌ me as a younger brother ten​ years his junior.​‍

“On‌ the other hand…⁠‌‌ if you’ll allow‍​‍ me, Heavenly Sword,​ sometimes it saddens‍⁠ me to see‍ you. You carry‍‌⁠ too much burden‌​⁠ from a very⁠​ young age…”

“I⁠​⁠ can endure, for​⁠⁠ now.”

“Haha,​‌⁠ as always. Still,‍‍ if you ever⁠ need help, do⁠ not hesitate to‍‌ reach out to‍⁠⁠ me.”

“Yes,‍​ I will.”

We‌‍ smiled at each​​​ other.

Welter⁠ brushed back the‍ long locks at‍ his temples.

“That⁠​‌ said, lately swimsuits‍ are far too‍⁠​ revealing. It shouldn’t‌‍ be that way…”⁠⁠‌

“They​​‍ have high defense.‌ Don’t worry.”

“Defense?​‌ What do you⁠⁠ mean by that?”⁠‌

Ah.​⁠ I slipped up.‍​⁠

Pff!⁠‍⁠

“……”​

Yu​ Sein let out‌⁠⁠ a snicker. When⁠ had she woken⁠⁠ up?

“Got​‌‌ caught, young virgin?”​

“Shut​ up. Since you‌ can’t show even​​ a bit of‍ skin, your defense‍ is zero, and⁠‍‌ with one hit​⁠‍ you’re out.”

“Good⁠⁠ heavens…”

Welter‌⁠ looked at her⁠‍ disapprovingly.

“You’ve​​ played too many⁠ games.”

“It’s‌‌‌ all part of‍ my preparation for​ the apocalypse, Bishop​‍ Welter.”

“Do‌ not project a false halo when⁠​ saying such things.”​‌‍

“Tch.⁠‍ Dad’s sleeping.”

……‌‍‌

“…zzz.”​‌

And‍⁠​ she fell asleep​ again. Just as‍ Welter shook his​ head in exasperation,​​​

Fwoooosh.⁠​

The​⁠‍ texture of the‍ cloak fluttered differently.‌ Without thinking, we‌ followed the trail‍‍ of the wind⁠‌ with our eyes.‍‍ On perceiving it,​‍ our faces opened⁠ wide, with eyes,‌ nose, and mouth​‍⁠ completely out of⁠ place.

Step…‌‌ step…

Two‍ women walked gracefully.‍ At first, it‍ was like staring‍​​ straight at the⁠ sun.

“Uuuuh…⁠ how refreshing.”

The⁠ sage Media stretched.‍​⁠ In her swimsuit,‍ the silk lace​‌‍ fabric tied at‌ her hips brushed⁠‌ her ankles, drawing‌ sighs.

“Should​ I swim?”

Rachel​ Mura turned and⁠‍‍ stretched her arms.⁠ Her golden twin-tails⁠‌​ slapped against the‍‌ muscles at the‍⁠ back of her‌‍ thighs.

“Sorry,‍‌⁠ I’m like a rock in the⁠ water.”

“Then‍​‌ why are you‌‌⁠ wearing a swimsuit?”‍​

“Hehe.⁠‌⁠ To your eyes‍ this looks like‌ a swimsuit? It’s‍‌​ battle armor.”

Media‌ cast me a lascivious glance. I quickly looked away.‌

‘Huh?’‍⁠⁠

Brother,‍​ your eyes are‍​ about to pop⁠‌ out from staring​‌​ so much.

Ahem.‍

Welter‍‌‌ cleared his throat‌‌⁠ loudly upon noticing‍‍ the gazes.

“Tr-truly…‍ th-this is the⁠‌ end of times!​‍ L-look at those‌ outfits! Ah…”

He‌​​ was only murmuring⁠ it inwardly.

But…​​

Step…‌‌

With​ the next person‌ in line, the​ serenity Welter barely‍ maintained shattered like‍‍​ a wave.

And‌ my reaction wasn’t⁠ much different.

“…Abel.”⁠‍‍

He​‍ held his breath‍​‌ until his throat‍ tightened.

She​⁠ was beautiful.

Trying‌ to describe it⁠‍ beyond that seemed‍ to distort her​ essence.

The‌​ wind toyed with‍⁠ her skirt. The​ fitted H-line shape​‍ made my head‍‌‍ pound. Seeing the⁠ perfect curvature of‍ her legs, my‍ lower lip trembled‌​⁠ slightly.

Apparently,‍ Abel felt embarrassed‍‌‍ by my shameless‍⁠ gaze and began⁠​⁠ to twirl the‍​ hair beside her‍​ ear with her​ index finger.

“Do​ I look… strange?”⁠​

Impossible.‌

Thank‌​​ you for being⁠‌​ born.

Thank⁠‌ you for marrying​ me.

“Beau-tiful.”‍​​

“Pff.”‌​​

When​ I bit my‍⁠‌ tongue, Abel let‌⁠ out a little‌ laugh.

“I’m​​ glad. But careful,​ the next one‌ isn’t any less.”​​‍

Abel‍‌ stepped aside.

The‍‍​ shadow dissipated, and‍‍ the silhouette behind‌ her was revealed‌ all at once.‌‌‌

Fwoosh.‌⁠⁠

If‌‍ not for the‍​‍ sound of the‍ waves, I would‍​​ have thought time​⁠ had stopped.

The⁠ coconut palms seemed‌ to sway, leaving‍⁠ a trail.

“Don’t​ stare so hard.”‍

“Ah…​​‍ ah.”

“It’s‍⁠ not common for⁠‍​ me to wear‍⁠​ this type of⁠‍ clothing, you know‍‍ that.”

Compared⁠‍​ to Rachel or‌ Media Poison, this‍⁠​ time there was⁠​⁠ far more fabric⁠‍‍ covering her body.‍​ Only the neckline‌‍‍ was slightly exposed.‌ An off-shoulder dress.​

And‌ a roughly woven​⁠​ straw hat.

Beneath​ her delicately marked‌‌ collarbone, the blouse‌⁠​ fluttered softly. Ryozo,‍⁠ embarrassed, pushed Abel‍ forward.

I lowered my gaze‍‍ as if I were a criminal.⁠​

“Though…”‌

Ryozo‍​​ took off the‌‌‌ hat. She wiped​ the corner of‍‍‌ her lips and​​‌ murmured.

“That‍​​ immediately looking away…⁠ what’s that supposed‌⁠ to mean?”

A bit of sand⁠‌‌ slipped through Welter’s‌⁠ teeth.

“Oh,⁠​ for real, Lord​⁠ Almighty…”

That‌‍ “Lord” nearly stopped⁠ my heart.

***‌

I spent half the‌ day acting awkwardly.⁠‌‍

The⁠‍ impact of her⁠ beauty, camouflaged by‌ familiarity, wreaked havoc​​​ in my head.⁠

I was so flustered‍ that, without realizing,‌ the sunset was‍‌ already looming over⁠​ the horizon.

The‍​ water scales shifted​ from the glow‍​ of particles of‍⁠⁠ light to a crimson red.

Step,⁠‍ step.

I walked in silence.​⁠ Ahead, I watched‌ Ryozo’s straw hat.​‍‌

‘Ryozo​​‌ and I.’

It​‌​ had been a long time since‍ we had a moment alone. Since‍​​ Avalon Island, it​ had all been‌⁠ meetings and more‌‌ meetings.

“Shall⁠‍ we stop here?”‍‍​

“Yes.”‌​​

Ryozo​‌ crouched down. She‌‌ pulled from a bag some sticks‌‍ the size of​‍‌ chopsticks. They were⁠⁠ portable mini fireworks​⁠‌ called Seonhwang sparklers.⁠‌⁠

I sat facing her.​‍‌ Ryozo hugged her⁠ legs and with​⁠‍ her free hand‌​ lit a sparkler.‍‍

Fsssh.​‍

The‌⁠‌ spark burst at‍​ the tip. I felt someone watching‍‌ us.

It‍⁠ was Choi Seol-Ah,⁠​ who pointed her​‌ fingers at me⁠‍ like a gun⁠​‌ and winked. Then⁠​​ she walked away​‍ as if her‌‌⁠ mission was complete.‍‍⁠

Crackle.‌

Sunsets​⁠​ in Hawaii are‍ exceptionally brief. In​ a blink, it​ was night.

The​ only light was​ the sparkler trembling‌⁠ in Ryozo’s hand.‍​‍

“Are⁠​ you enjoying the​ game?”

Ryozo​⁠​ spoke, watching the‍‌ sparks.

“Ah,⁠​ yes… more or‍ less.”

Thump.‌​​

My‌ already clumsy way⁠‍⁠ of speaking grew​‍​ even worse.

“I’d‌⁠​ like to play​ with you too,‍ but I barely‌​ have time…”

“Wait,‍⁠​ you…?”

Ryozo‍‍⁠ knew.

She‍​ knew I wasn’t​ wasting time in‌‌⁠ the game on⁠ a whim.

She‍⁠​ knew. I could‌⁠‍ fool a ghost,​ but not Ryozo.‌​

“When‍⁠​ everything related to‍‍​ that game ends,‌ we’ll play together.”‍

“Yes…”⁠‍

“Like⁠⁠ now.”

Silence.​

“……”​‍⁠

“……”‌‍​

What​‍‌ am I supposed‌‍‌ to say?

My⁠‌ brain shut down.‌

Should​ I apologize for‌⁠ Media and Rachel‌​​ burying their heads‍‌‌ in the sand?‍‍

Then—‍​‌

“Ryozo.”​

“I’ll​⁠⁠ respect whatever decision‍‌‌ you make.”

Smell⁠ of gunpowder.

“…I‍⁠ won’t say it‌⁠ doesn’t affect me.⁠‍‌ But Rachel… she’s‌‌⁠ better at reading‍⁠‍ people than anyone.‍ Have you heard​ that saying you​‍ can see ten⁠⁠ meters under water,‌ but not one​‍​ meter into a person’s heart?”

“Yes.”⁠

“I⁠‍​ can see ten​⁠‍ meters in the​⁠‌ water, but I struggle to see‍​‍ inside the heart.‍‌‌ Rachel is the‍​⁠ opposite. Though she‌⁠ may seem like​ she has a muscle-brain, she’s incredibly​ perceptive with people.”⁠

No.​

Ryozo,‍ you too are‍‍ very considerate.

“If⁠‍ Rachel decided to‌‌ stay with you,⁠⁠ it’s because she‍‌‌ thought you needed‌ her.”

The⁠ sparkler was already‍‍​ half burnt and⁠‍ bent. Did it‍ reflect your emotions,​ burning slowly inside?‍‍​

Ssshhh.​

Silence⁠‌ returned.

The‍‍‍ stars watched us‍‌‍ patiently from above.⁠⁠​

“Someday…”⁠‍‍

Ryozo‌‍ barely managed to‌‌​ open her mouth.‍‍‍

“Will​⁠‌ I be able⁠ to know your‍⁠​ secret?”

“……”⁠‌​

I couldn’t answer right⁠​⁠ away.

Secret.‌‍‌

Those​ two syllables rose‍ in my throat.‌

‘That​​⁠ I am the⁠ God of the​‌‌ Sword.’

And‍⁠ that I come‌‍ from another world.‍​

Ryozo,‍ how much have​ you suspected?

I’m‌ afraid.

But​ still…

“Someday⁠ it will come.”‍

“I‌ see.”

Ryozo‍⁠ smiled faintly.

“This…​ doesn’t it look‍ like a star?”‍

She​ nodded toward the​​ nearly burnt sparkler.​

“Yes,​ just like one.”⁠

“People⁠ make wishes on⁠ stars. I don’t‍‍‍ think this is​‍‍ any different.”

“Shall‌‌‍ we make one?”‍​​

“Yes.​ This is closer‌‍ than a star.”⁠

“All‌​ right.”

I closed my eyes.⁠

‘As​‍⁠ long as this​‌ stays like this.’‍⁠

Even‍ if it’s selfish,‍‍ I want this​‌ everyday life to⁠⁠⁠ continue.

‘With‌ everyone.’

And‌‍ especially with you.​​

“……”‌​‌

“Did​ you already make⁠ the wish?”

I opened my eyes​​ after a moment.​​

“Yes.”​​​

“Perfect.”‍⁠

Ryozo​​​ held the sparkler​​⁠ to the end.‍‌​

“The⁠ wish has been​​ received.”

In‌‌​ the darkness, her​ arms wrapped around​⁠​ my neck.

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