Kato Yusuke was very indifferent to the fact that Shiba-senpai was sitting next to him.

He quietly put his elbows under the window, supported his chin on one hand, and looked out at the gray-white airport.

Perhaps because he realized that he was about to leave here in a physical sense, all kinds of messy thoughts surged uncontrollably in his mind.

From Tokyo to Hokkaido, the two people who were once inseparable traveled half of Japan together, but when they returned, they were alone.

Half a year in Tokyo, one month in Saitama Prefecture, three days in Asahikawa City...and the "past" month.

Many images kept popping up in my mind.

Kato Yusuke felt very depressed, but he allowed the thoughts in his brain to spread and did not want to deal with it.

'where are you going……?'

'I won't go anywhere until you don't need me anymore, don't want to see me anymore, let me go far away... But as long as you still need me, I will stay here.'

'I don't want that kind of thing to die...'

…

'……Why?'

‘You are the most annoying person!’

'Do you like him? This boy.'

'At least compared to strangers, Izumi-san is more trusted by me!'

The girl's voice still vaguely echoed in my ears.

Kato Yusuke's eyes were dim and dull, and the dazzling sunlight came in, shattered in his eyes, and turned into nothingness.

Movies are always too kind, allowing broken mirrors to be reunited, old dreams to be revisited, lost people to meet again, and people who have not loved enough to continue to love.

Perhaps it is precisely because there are so many things that cannot be realized in reality that people shed tears for the beautiful things in movies.

He immediately put a fist on his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes, unwilling to look at his own shadow reflected on the glass.

Until the plane took off from the ground and soared to an altitude of 10,000 meters.

He was always silent.

…

It was almost noon when we arrived in Tokyo.

Kato Yusuke first took the airport bus, then transferred to a bus, all the way back to his old apartment.

"...I will go to school tomorrow, please come back, Senior Sister Shiyu."

"Huh... Facing a girl who has traveled thousands of miles to pick you up, the correct thing to do here is to invite me in to sit down and have a drink along the way, right?"

Yusuke shook his head at this and replied in a hoarse voice: "No, there is no such thing here."

After saying that, regardless of Shiyu's reaction, he directly unlocked the door with the key and walked in.

"——Huh? Wait a minute...!" Seeing this, Shiyu also wanted to follow in, but...

--boom.

The metal door was mercilessly closed, bringing with it a stream of cool air that ruffled the girl's hair. The distance between the door and her face was so close that she would definitely be injured if she took another step forward.

In other words, the boy didn't take her into consideration at all when he closed the door.

Shiyu understood this in an instant, and remained silent, his eyes slightly dim.

After a while, she sighed again and said to the door: "...Then, if you want to find someone to talk to, just tell me, Kato-san."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

In the apartment, Kato Yusuke stood at the entrance.

"I'm back."

He said this instinctively, and naturally no one responded.

A strong sense of dissonance came over me.

"..."

He slowly took off his shoes and walked into the living room.

Single bed, desk, low table on the carpet.

Yusuke sat down on the bed and stared blankly at the bright room.

The double bed... is gone,

The fish tank and goldfish...are gone,

The doll in the corner...is gone,

The photo on the bedside table...is gone.

The originally small room now seemed extremely spacious, even making people feel overwhelmed.

It was obviously a room he had lived in for a long time, but now it felt like it didn't feel like his own home.

He suddenly stood up from the bed, walked to the balcony, opened the glass door, and came outside.

Under the bright sunshine, there were no clothes to dry on the clothes rack.

Only the outdoor unit of the air conditioner was still placed in the corner, and the fan blades inside were turning silently in the breeze.

He turned back to the room, came to the closet, and opened the cabinet.

The corner where the girl's folded clothes usually were kept became empty.

He squatted down blankly and looked at his clothes for a long time without saying anything.

Immediately, as if he thought of something, he took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

A faint citrus fragrance drifted into the nose.

"One more thing..." He murmured, his hoarse voice being sucked into the air of the room.

A strong sense of emptiness swept over me.

The girl's warmth, taste, voice, and embrace, he will lose them all forever.

Kato Yusuke realized this very clearly.

He just stared at the handkerchief in front of him, first took a deep breath, then sneered, and his right hand holding the handkerchief kept shaking.

Sayu's smile kept popping up in his mind.

He collapsed on the ground, his eyes were red and his lips were trembling, as if he had chopped off a piece of flesh from his own body with his own hands, blood dripping from his body, and his heart was filled with despair.

that moment,

He never broke down in front of Sayu,

Even though he was mentally prepared for all possibilities,

After seeing all the items related to Sayu at home disappearing, I finally couldn't help but collapse...

"Why……"

He raised his right hand, rubbed his eyes, covered his face, and didn't let go for a long time.

The slovenly face became messy, and the chin with a slight beard gradually became messy, stained with tears and snot.

For a moment, I wanted to think about an accident. I wanted to give up all the good prospects, the sea, the sunset, the people I wanted to see, and the future I wanted, including his life.

Kato Yusuke casually wiped his face with his sleeves, stood up unsteadily, walked heavily to the bed, threw the sportswear jacket he had worn for a week on the ground, and fell down on the bed.

The physical and mental exhaustion made him not want to think about anything, so he just fell asleep.

…

Time flies by.

At night.

Buzz--, buzz--.

The phone vibrated like a moan and made a faint reverberation.

Kato Yusuke opened his eyes drowsily and sat up from the bed slowly.

What you see upon entering is pitch black, and the room is filled with maddening silence, like an uninhabited corner forgotten by the world.

It took a while to get my confused brain back on track.

He shook his head, picked up the phone, and opened the flip.

The light from the mobile phone screen illuminated a corner of the room, and there were many missed calls and emails on it.

He turned off the reminder, stretched out his legs to get out of bed, and groped in the darkness with his eyes.

No one asked him to get up, there was no busy figure in the kitchen, and there was no aroma of food in the air.

All I can smell is the unpleasant odor on my body.
To be continued...