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Chapter 138 A Lonely Person After School
Pushing open the door to the rooftop, the late November wind penetrated every pore, trying to get into every gap in my clothes.

"The weather is really getting cold." The girl said softly.

Even if the sunlight escapes the clouds, people cannot feel the warmth that penetrates into their bodies, and it eventually becomes powerless.

Tomatsu Tomoka hasn't been to the rooftop for a long time. The last time she was there was when she listened to the boy next to her talk about his ex-girlfriend.

Jun Matsueda looked around and found that there were no new strange things on the rooftop.

"What are you doing here on the rooftop, Tomatsu-san?"

"Because the classroom is full of parents, I want you to wait a while before going down."

The girl held onto the railing, the blue paint on which had fallen off quite a bit. She looked down and saw that the black of the school uniforms and suits was more conspicuous than the hair of the crowd.

"I'm not that fragile." Matsueda Junya walked to the railing, "Tomatsu-san, you don't need to worry about me."

They stood on the side of the teaching building and could see the white walls of Kugayama General Hospital in the distance.

"Even though you say that, you still feel lonely, right?"

The girl looked at his profile. Matsueda Jun's hair was disheveled in the wind, making him look less intimidating.

He did not answer the girl's question, but he did not refute it either.

Some parents came out from the corridor downstairs, holding their children's hands to tour the campus.

"I understand," Tomatsu Yuka continued, "when I was in junior high school, I was always one of the last people to leave."

"Everyone had left school one after another, and I was the only one still waiting for my mother's car at the school gate. I felt like I had been abandoned by the whole world."

"Back then I could see the sunset every day, but later I felt that watching the sunset was a very lonely thing."

The girl did not mention her parents' divorce when she was in the first grade of junior high school. She did not bring up this topic just to gain sympathy.

"So when I first started attending Haneda, I immediately noticed Matsueda-san."

"My experience in junior high school taught me that if you want to know whether a person has friends or not, just look at how he leaves school."

"Matsueda-san talks to a lot of people at school every day, but he always leaves the school alone after school."

Tomatsu Tomoka's face moved closer, and a few strands of hair swayed around her face, making the girl's purity more vivid.

"That's when I knew you smelled like me."

“The taste of loneliness.”

Their faces were turned away from the sun, hidden in the faint gray shadows.

Jun Matsueda had to admit that Tomatsu Tomoka was sharp enough to see through people's hearts.

He thought he was used to living alone, but when he walked past those parents in the afternoon, he still felt out of place.

Just like chasing the wind is not an easy thing. When the weather is cold and there is a strong wind, his eyes will be blown red.

These are all physiological reactions and cannot be suppressed.

"You look like you've gone back to July." Jun Matsueda walked to the railing on the other side. There were still many people at the school gate. He saw the man next to Ken Sakamuro. Both father and son were very tall.

"Matsueda-san, are you saying that I was better in July?" The girl smiled and walked over to him. "On the contrary, I think I'm stronger now."

"Is your three-way talk over?" Jun Matsueda didn't think Ms. Tomatsu would allow her daughter to get close to him.

"Well, Mom has gone back to work."

The families downstairs were some warm and some cold. Two lonely people stood on the rooftop, watching the drama unfolding on the ground.

"What are you thinking about, Matsueda-san? Tell me everything."

"Anyway, we don't get along, so you can treat me like a dumping ground and don't care about anything." "I'll let you go back after all these awful adults have left."

The girl took out a tissue and put it under her skirt. She sat on the ground with her hands on her knees.

"It's said that the door to the school rooftop is not supposed to be open, but there are always students who find ways to open it, and even punishment is useless."

"Later, the school simply opened the door to the rooftop, so we can stand here now." Jun Matsueda looked at the sun hanging obliquely in the sky. It was not bright, and the light was deep and quiet, just right.

The girl laughed, her eyebrows curved, "I've never heard of such a thing."

"There are several old posts related to this on the school forum." Jun Matsueda was still standing by the railing, with the girl's skirt right at his feet.

Then there was only the whistling sound of the wind.

"Is there nothing else you want to say?" Tomatsu Tomoka asked unwillingly.

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "It's just a parent-teacher conference. From elementary school to high school, how many times do you think I've been through this?"

"And even if I have something on my mind, I don't have to tell you."

There is a person and a cat in his house, a creature between a person and a cat, and he has plenty of people to chat with.

"Looks like being a trash can isn't so easy after all." The girl's smile was tinged with distress.

"But the rooftop is indeed more comfortable than the current classroom." He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind in his ears.

"At least there won't be curious parents walking around the classroom asking you questions."

Jun Matsueda gripped the railing tightly, and a few bits of peeling paint floated downstairs.

"There won't be all those strange smells that middle-aged people have, cheap perfumes, age-related odors, and so on." Tomatsu Tomoka breathed in the fresh air on the rooftop.

"There are spray cans here." The girl pointed to the concrete fence in front of her. Several spray cans were lying horizontally or vertically in the corner.

"It should be left by our predecessors." Jun Matsueda looked around. There were many graffiti left on the concrete fence. Some of them were made a long time ago and had been washed away by rain and could not be seen clearly.

Tomatsu Tomoka picked up one and shook it. There seemed to be spray paint inside. She pressed it against the wall.

With a "chi chi" sound, a black spot gradually grew larger on the wall.

"There's still some in there!" She looked at Matsueda Jun, "Matsueda-san, do you want to spray something?"

He refused, and the girl stared at the wall for a while, then sprayed a cylinder, added the lines of a trash can, and wrote a few crooked words inside that looked like trash.

When we returned to the classroom, there were fewer parents. Jun Matsueda's interview was originally scheduled later, and the three-party interview was basically over.

The two walked out of the classroom and went their separate ways, he went to the bicycle shed, and Tomatsu Tomoka went to the school gate.

When he pushed his bicycle to the school gate, the girl was still standing there.

"Mom forgot to pick me up when she got busy." Tomatsu Tomoka's smile turned distressed again.

Jun Matsueda stopped the car beside her. After a few seconds, the girl asked in confusion.

"Matsueda-san isn't leaving?"

He shook his head and said, "Wait until your car arrives."

Tomatsu Tomoka could have left with her mother after her interview, but she stayed because she was worried about Matsueda Jun.

They didn't say anything, just watched the cars speeding by on the road and the old man walking his dog slowly.

Only when the familiar top of a car appeared at the end of the slope, reflecting the sunlight at the intersection, did Jun Matsueda get on his bike.

The girl stood behind him and waved goodbye.

(End of this chapter)