Conan Nozomi Kudo

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, forcing the girl who was sleeping beside the desk to open her eyes. Her blue eyes were full of doubts...as if...did something happen? The diary had been closed, and there was a faint sound in the air.

The fragrance of ink is very pleasant.

"Diary...?" Xi looked at the beige diary placed quietly on the desk, showing a faint smile... I don't know since when, I have fallen in love with writing diaries... My brother said... This is

It's a good habit. If you lose your memory one day, you may be able to remember it by reading your diary...

"Spring is coming to an end soon~ Summer...will be very hot, right?" Xi still smiled, but her smile widened because...she dreamed yesterday...Ai said to herself...Xi...

From now on, remember to always smile. In which world, you must be strong... "Smile?" Looking up at the blue sky, the same color as the pupils... Will it be okay? In the days to come...

Just smile...will it be okay?

"Today... seems to be Saturday, right?" He looked at the circled diary next to him and smiled helplessly. Today... is Miya's birthday... Miya, what would you like? "Ah——"

I fell on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze, "Forget it, just buy whatever is good."

In the store...

"This... looks similar to Miya." I looked at the purple-haired, smiling glass doll on the shelf. It really looked like Miya... even had the same temperament... "Little girl, do you like it?"

An old man with a fat face came towards me, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he was walking reluctantly with a cane.

"Well...because this...is very similar to a very good friend of mine." I nodded, holding the glass doll in my hand, but...it must be expensive, right? When I went out...I didn't bring much with me.

money……

"Little girl, you can give it to you if you like. I don't sell this doll to anyone. If I want to sell it, I will only sell it to people who are destined to be with me." A happy smile appeared on the old man's face, but he didn't know where it came from.

"Why? Destined person..." I lowered my head and looked at the doll in my hand, which was ice cold...

"The secret must not be leaked..." The old man smiled, turned around, and limped away.

"The secret... must not be leaked? Could it be that... this is really designed for Miya?" I put the glass doll into my bag and walked to Miya's house.

The sky is getting a little dark. Miya’s home is very close and yet very far away...

In the distance, a young man with long flowing hair sat outside a European-style house. In his back... was endless sadness... Behind him, in the house, the lights were bright...

"M...Ya." I walked closer to Miya.

"Xi, I thought you forgot." Miya smiled happily.

"Fool, how could I forget? Miya...but I am the best..." At the end of the sentence, I suddenly couldn't continue.

"..." Miya lowered her head, not wanting me to see his forced smile...

"Miya, this is for you...Happy birthday." I stretched out my hand, and there was a glass doll lying quietly on my palm.

"This is..." Miya was stunned, a doll that was exactly the same as herself... "Xi... thank you... this is the happiest birthday I... have ever had... in my life... thank you..."

"Well. Miya, happy birthday..." Xi smiled, "happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you

,Happy birthday to you! "

At night, the boy and the girl sat back to back at the door, with smiles and tears on their faces...