The unrequited love weaved by one person hopes that one day it will become the intertwined love of two people.
It takes a lot of time, but the desire to weave beautiful patterns like a tumbled rope easily breaks and returns to the original rope.
Knot it again and wrap it into a circle around your finger.
Then……
Will it break again one day?
Like the last spark of a fairy wand going out.
What would it be like if the end of love had a mark?
Just like saying goodbye to summer and welcoming autumn, can I still fall in love with someone else?
Sayu looked up at the sky sadly and gently placed his hand on the hand of his friend beside him.
She wanted to be as strong as possible.
She did this not just for her friends, but also for herself.
Even though she had acted very calmly just now.
In fact, even saying the name "Yusuke" made her feel scared.
"Am I not qualified to call him that again?"
"Should I give up and quit?"
"Am I an annoying girl who is still relying on her even now?"
She asked herself again and again, and got the same answer.
——That day, that snowy night, she did lose a relationship.
The person she loves most refuses to acknowledge her.
They are not even willing to admit their past experiences.
The love affair that was once promised was over before it even started.
There were many sleepless nights, even though I kept motivating myself with positive words.
But the fact that that person didn't want to accept her couldn't be erased no matter what.
She was rejected by him without question.
She held her hand tightly as if asking for help.
Obviously, I had already made corresponding mental preparations before going to Tokyo.
However--
When all the speculations in the dream were confirmed and the person categorically denied...she still couldn't help but feel suffocated.
not only that.
The other party refused to give her even the slightest chance.
She was driven back by him alone, and could only sleep alone.
The unexpressed feelings echoed empty in the bottom of my heart.
It's like the sea breeze passing through the rusty barbed wire, causing some tinnitus.
But--
Even if this relationship doesn't come true, she still wants to stay with that person.
Even if she couldn't have a friendship beyond just friends, she still hoped to at least maintain the relationship as friends.
Even if the result of doing this is to see the other party interacting with other girls, the heart will be painful, sad, and hurt...
She is still——
She definitely didn't want to treat the encounter with that person and the time spent together as if it never happened.
Even if the other party refuses to admit it, she should not forget that "not remembered" past.
on the basis of.
Even if she is rejected hundreds or thousands of times, she will get up countless times and continue.
After all, this was a bitter fruit she brewed herself, and she had no right to complain, so she had to endure it alone.
Rather than being rejected by that person, she was more afraid of being separated from him and becoming strangers.
‘——I don’t want to be like this!’
Sayu pursed her lips unconsciously.
She can make up for her mistakes and spend more time getting closer to that person's heart...
Before the other person's heart is willing to open to her, she can convey her inner feelings over and over again.
Just like everything the other party had done for her, this time it was her turn to do something...
While I was thinking about this, a worried voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
"Sayu-chan...?"
As soon as she came back to her senses, Yuko was looking at her with a worried face.
"Sorry, I was a little distracted."
Sayu pretended to be nonchalant and let go of his friend's hand and stood up from the bench.
Not far away, my brother and mother were also walking towards here.
The two of them were holding many guards and ema in their hands. Even without asking, she could roughly guess that they were all prepared for her.
There was a faint soft smile on her face.
'Yusuke, wait for me...'
No matter what, you still have to successfully pass the university exam.
This is the only thing she can do now.
◇
The third day of the new year.
The coffee shop next to the "TYPE-MOON" studio.
On a window seat, two girls were sitting opposite each other.
"I'm sorry, Chuhai... I did something that hurt you."
"Huh……?"
Looking at Eiri who was bowing deeply to him in front of him, Izuku Hashima couldn't help but open his mouth in shock, and countless question marks popped up on his head.
"Eh? Eh? Eh... Sawamura-senpai, are you... eh~~~~?"
Ignoring her confused reaction, Yinglili acted particularly solemnly.
"Returning the book to the author is the most disrespectful and despicable behavior for the creator... Although I may not be able to get your forgiveness, I really reflected on it afterwards."
Completely opposite to Dong I back then, the girl's tone was full of sincerity, completely losing her previous impetuous look.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
Since chatting with Yusuke Kato the night before, Eiri had completely let go of her inner fear, and she also realized her mistake, so she couldn't wait to ask Hajima out to meet him.
"To be honest... I'm scared of your book in every way."
As she said this, Hoshida immediately became at a loss.
"You...what are you talking about, Sawamura Gakushu...Kashiwagi-sensei!"
"Don't call me teacher... I don't have the strength to be called that at all... Especially after reading your book, I realize this even more."
"Huh……?"
Very candidly, Yinglili admitted to the client that she felt boldness in her notebooks, but that was something that did not exist in her own works.
Out of jealousy and fear.
Only then did she refuse to accept the notebook and act so outrageously.
After everything was explained, the girl asked with some concern:
"Although it may be too late to tell now, and maybe you don't have any reservations...but if you don't mind it, can you give me that notebook again?"
Hearing this, Bo Daochang couldn't help but be startled, and then responded in a panic.
"Thank you... Then, I will exchange it with you for the notebook I drew yesterday."...
"I...I'm honored!"
The two people exchanged notes with each other seriously.
"Ah, this cover... seems to be Prince Airal from the first generation of "Little Fantasy", right? Sawamura-senpai, you drew his fanfic~~~!!"
Namishima Dekai exclaimed at the cover of the book, while Eiri nodded gently in affirmation.
"That's right. Don't you like this character?"
"——That's not the case!"
Izuku Hashima shook his head like a rattle in denial, and then laughed a little embarrassedly.
"...I'm sorry, Sawamura-senpai. Actually, I haven't played the first generation of "Little Fantasy" very much, so I may not have a deep understanding of the characters in it..."
"Oh, let's talk about it. When Chu Lun also promoted this work to you, the game was already in its second generation."
"Yes! I have been completely obsessed with this work since then~~~! Later I bought the third generation game myself and tried to publish a book!"
"That's it."
Yinglili picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip, then calmly said:
"Isn't this great? The first book I drew was a work I liked, and it sold well. For a newly minted artist, this is a very lucky thing, isn't it?"
"Uh... Are you a little angry, Sawamura-senpai?"
"Angry? No, why?"
"This, that's it...well, that's good!
After all, a small club like mine, with a printing volume of only 100 copies, can’t compare with Sawamura-senpai, including sales volume, etc., it’s not at the same level, hehehe..."
Izuku Hashima let out a long sigh of relief as he spoke, and his plump chest also rose and fell, making Eirili's eyes twitch.
‘I’m obviously just a junior high school student, but isn’t his physical development too exaggerated? I’m really pissed off!’
She complained secretly in her heart, and at the same time, she subconsciously thought of Shiyu.
Not only because the two are somewhat similar in size, but also because the rival happens to be someone's real girlfriend.
Put aside the appearance for the moment.
The most impressive thing about that dark-faced woman is her figure, and this is the only part where she can't compare to her opponent.
In other words——
She's a little worried about whether she's attractive enough to someone.
Secretly he lowered his head and glanced at his chest.
The vast plain before her eyes made Yinglili feel discouraged and angry for no reason, and she frowned unconsciously.
'He really still likes giant ones, right? I hate superficial men!'
Seeing her suddenly become gloomy, Haidao became uneasy again.
"Then, that...Sawamura-senpai?"
"...Huh? What's wrong? Going to sea?"
"Sorry, are you a little angry again?"
"Aha?"
"Because...Sawamura-senpai looked very angry just now..."
"……Eh?"
Yinglili blinked blankly, then reacted immediately and hurriedly explained:
"Ah, I wasn't targeting you, I was just thinking about someone else... Well, I was talking about other things, don't get me wrong."...
"Ahaha, is it... like this?"
Hashishima Dekai said doubtfully, picked up his sweet matcha and took a sip, then licked the milk stains on his lips with the tip of his tongue.
Yinglili saw her nervousness and simply took the initiative to chat with her about the topic of "Little Rhapsody".
Since they had played different series, she did not discuss the characters, but talked about the concept of the work, the atmosphere creation in the entire series of works, etc.
Even so, the two people who had the same hobby still chatted quite enthusiastically, and Hashima Dekai also gradually let go of his nervousness in the process.
When the conversation got exciting, Chuhai even showed his tendency to get excited when talking, which made Yinglili smile bitterly, feeling in her heart that like a teacher, there must be a disciple.
but……
It's not like she can't understand the other person's mood.
Ying Lili looked at the girl sitting opposite her, talking and gesticulating about her love for the work, and felt a lot for a while.
"She is just a child."
"Does Yusuke always look at me like this?"
Two thoughts appeared in her mind at the same time, causing her to curl her lips subconsciously, and then she couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.
'Oh, it's my fault that I was too immature before, otherwise I should have a better attitude toward him in the future.'
While the girl was thinking this, she took out something she had already prepared.
"By the way, let's go to sea."
She handed the thing in her hand to the other side, "As a souvenir, I hope you can accept this."
"Huh? Ah, yes."
Namishima Izumi first stretched out his hand to catch it, then tilted his head in confusion and asked: "This... what is this?"
"Because I got inspiration from your notebook, this is the colored paper I drew last night."
"Eh? Senior sister, you took too much trouble...it's a pity to give it to me."
"No~ Please accept this... I drew it specially for you."
"Sawamura-senpai...?"
"Let's stop talking here. It's almost time to go back to work."
"Eh...? Ah, but I haven't finished my drink yet..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Just drink it slowly. I'll talk to Yusuke over there. By the way, I'll pay your bill together. Let's see you later ~ go to sea."
After saying that, Yinglili stood up, said goodbye with a smile, and then walked to the cashier with the bill.
"Goodbye, senior sister..."
Namishima waved at her back in a daze, and then looked down at the full-color cardboard in his hand.
What comes into view are the characters from the first generation of "Little Fantasy" - Prince Airal and the heroine.
In addition to the exquisite color pictures, there is also a thoughtful message:
"Hashima Dekai-san, please continue to work hard in the future! - Eri Kashiwagi"
"Wow~! Sawamura-senpai is really awesome!"
She couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
However, when she turned over the full-color cardboard in her hand to the other side...
"~~Hmm?"
——What is presented above is something completely different.
"Zhihajima Dekai: How could I lose to you! I will definitely win! - Sawamura Eiri (Grimace)"...
"--Eh??"
The expression on Hashima Izumi's face suddenly froze, and he was stunned in place.
…
"I'm back~"
"Ah, welcome back ~ Mr. Kashiwagi."
On the other side, Yinglili, who was humming a song, also returned to the studio.
In the large office of the art department, Mayu Sagara was listening to music and drawing pictures. When she came back, the girl reached out and took off her headphones.
"Hey, are you the only one, Mr. Kashiwagi? Didn't she come back with Demi?"
"Hmm~~~"
A look of uneasiness flashed across Yinglili's face, and she answered in a subtle tone: "...Well, because she hasn't finished her drink yet, I came back first."
“Ahaha, so that’s it~~”
Xiangraku May nodded in understanding and didn't think anything of it.
Eiri looked around and found no trace of anyone else, so she asked, "It's strange, why are you the only one here, Miss Xiangraku? Where are the rest of the family?"
“This is it~~~”
Sagara Mayu explained enthusiastically.
"Ms. Megumi is in the data room, Kasumi Shiko-sensei is writing scripts, Mr. Yoshida and Otaku-kun are writing code. As for the teacher...
It seems that Miss Shinjo came to see him for something, so they went to Hasumi-san’s office together.”
"Hey... is Shinjou-san here?"
"Hmm~"
"That's it, then I'll go up and find them."
"ok~"
So Yinglili walked up from the first floor to the second floor and came to the door of the president's office.
Just when she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, the door opened first.