‘I really want to come on Sunday’

With a happy and expectant mood, Kashihara lies quietly in her bedroom, looking up at the ceiling, but she can't sleep.

When they opened the line, the first avatar was the organ Natsuori. Before going to bed, they chatted through LINE for a while.

The relationship between them has made rapid progress.

Going further down, there is the second avatar.

The message sent to Asaha Chizuru has not been replied to several days ago.

Kashiwahara sighed softly.

【Asia, I've dated the organ】

Such information was deleted and called on the chat bar.

Shiri didn't think of this, but now he is considering how Chizuru Asaha would react when he knows it.

"Forget it, I will explain it clearly to Chizuki Asaha in the future." He murmured to himself, quite distressed

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Sunday is coming in a flash.

In front of the mirror is a handsome and clear boy, dressed very energetic, with a straight back and a well-dressed dress, which makes people shine.

He looked in the mirror and nodded slightly.

The agreed time with the organ is 10 o'clock in the morning, meeting in Meguro District.

As one of the twenty-three districts, there are many universities and embassies in the Black District, and most of the embassies of African countries in Japan are in this district. Located in Meguro District, the National University of Tokyo, headed by Tokyo University of Technology, represents the highest academic level in Japan, is very famous.

Kashihara didn't know why the organ was here. If you were shopping, Sensoji Temple in Taitung District, or Tokyo Tower and Sky Tower Suzuda Aquarium in Minato District are all good choices.

But he had no objection and took the tram to Meguro District.

At around 9 o'clock on Sunday, the subway in Tokyo was not so crowded, avoiding the peak commuter area, and there were not many people in the car.

He looks forward to meeting the girl.

A real date? Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Arriving at the agreed location is 9:40, and there are still twenty minutes left before the agreed time.

But Kashihara saw the beautiful girl in a white dress at a glance, and he could see it at a glance in the crowd.

Both of them noticed each other and smiled at each other.

"Just arrived?"

The bright and indifferent girl dressed simply, just a simple white dress, but outlined Kashihara's favorite appearance.

"Yeah." The organ replied softly.

They looked around at the crowded station, and Kashihara asked where to go.

"Meiguro Tokkoji Temple."

Kashihara felt strange. Although he had never been to the civic hall here, he had been to Adachi.

Most public residences, libraries, gymnasiums and other facilities near the citizen halls, and occasionally temples.

I think that I can’t think much about Mehei District, and I can’t figure out what to do when they are dating.

Walking in Meguro District with the organ, there were a lot of passers-by. The girl walked beside him, and the bird was dressed up by others. The two looked like a couple.

The quiet girl didn't say a word, as if she was in her heart.

Kashihara's heart moved and said with a smile: "The organ, it's a lot of pressure to walk with you."

"What?"

"You see the young men looking at me, I'm so envious."

"Oh."

The organ chuckled, but had no intention of answering.

The girl didn't look very interested, which made Kashihara a little confused.

He gradually felt that the organ didn't seem to be coming out for a date today.

What is that?

With this confusing thought, Kashihara no longer had the idea of ​​joking and followed the girl to the citizen hall in Meguro District.

In addition to the public facilities mentioned just now, there are two temples next to the Citizen Hall, one is Changyuan Temple and the other is Dongguang Temple.

Between the temples, there is the Meguro District Children's Amusement Park, where children nearby gather here to have fun, chase and play. The cheerful and lively appearance actually made Kashihara feel that he was old.

Many parents stood by the road and chatted and joked, paying attention to their children.

As she got closer to Dongguang Temple, the girl became more and more taciturn and her little face became colder.

On the way, the organ bought a bouquet of white flowers from the flower shop, and Kashihara understood something.

Silent.

Then, the two stood in front of a temple and stopped. The entrance to the main entrance of the Tokong Temple, which was neither open nor tall. The stone tablet on the left was engraved with the ‘Tokong Temple’, and the stone tablet on the right was written in Chinese characters, "Although meditating"

"Sorry, I'm here with you." Organ said.

"fine."

Walking outside the main hall of Tokong Temple, the pure and solemn temple was rarely visited at this time and there were not many guests.

Only a few monks leaned on brooms and lowered their heads to clean the temple. When they saw someone coming, they just raised their heads slightly and lowered them.

The cold temple brings a solemn and solemn impression to Kashiwara.

Next to the hall is a statue for worship, and the stone tablet next to it is engraved with the "Love Mother Guanyin"

She led Kashiwara over the Tokko Temple Zhongting with a familiar car. It seems that she often comes here.

They stopped at the cemetery of the Tokko Temple.

In Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable, there are many cemeteries, which are unimaginable in the eyes of the Chinese.

Some communities are next to cemeteries.

Kashiwara felt it was ridiculous at first. She lived next to the cemetery. Isn’t this disgusting?

But the Japanese don't think so. There are many cemeteries in big cities, and they won't feel uncomfortable at all.

This starts with Japan's special historical culture and concept of life and death.

Japan's view of life and death is based on Buddhism. Theoretically, after death, they are reborn in the Pure Land after being sacred. They believe that after death, the soul will be sublimated, and will become gods and gods, and will protect them.

Many graves were found in the Edo period, mainly built in temple areas on the outskirts of the city at that time, where the temples uniformly manage the household registration of the living and the dead. However, with the expansion of the city and the fall of the temple area, these graves were preserved.

If you circle around the cemetery for a few times, you will find that there will be temples of varying degrees of size around you.

In addition to the privatization of land, Buddhist temples generally operate cemeteries. Having a temple means having a cemetery, which the Japanese have long been accustomed to.

There are many tombstones erected in the cold and frail cemetery. Kaedabara rarely comes to such places and is not used to it.

Follow the organ to a tombstone, which is engraved with [Agenda with yarn]

I guess the one buried under this tombstone is Organ Natsui's mother.

“…”

The girl stood in front of the tombstone and fell into silence for a long time. Her trance-like eyes seemed to be recalling and remembering.

Kashiwahara stood silently behind her, and the girl was wearing a white dress and white flowers, and at this moment, she looked even paler.

In a lonely cemetery, even birds don’t want to stay.

After a while, the organ squatted down and poured the prepared clean water into the place where the water was received. Then, he took out a clean rag and wiped the tombstone carefully, like his mother's body.

She silently folded her hands:

"Mother……"

The sound behind it gradually became inaudible.

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The desolate and quiet environment, stretching out the tombstone of my mother, inevitably, the past emerged.

The girl pursed her lips tightly, enduring the throbbing in her heart, and suppressing all kinds of complex thoughts.

But pain and longing still drown her in memories like a tide.

Tears fell silently, and their delicate body became more and more trembling.

"Mother……"

Kashihara looked at the scene quietly, stepped forward, gently patted the girl's shoulder, gently embraced her in her arms, without saying a word

“…”

The girl hugged Kashiwahara, buried her pretty face in his chest, choked and cried, venting all the sentimental and pain in her heart

Her suppressed sobs and crying made Kashihara silent and gently patted her soft shoulders to show comfort.

"Everything will pass," he said.

For the first time, the organ was so disobedient in front of Kashihara, as if it was pouring out all the grievances and pains suppressed in its heart.

It took a long time before Organ raised his head embarrassedly and wiped the crying flower's little face with a handkerchief.
To be continued...