Comics, daily stories

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When Yukino Yukinoshita entered the meeting room, she found that someone was already sitting in her seat.

She looked very serious, browsed the documents quickly, and approved them just as quickly.

The approval process was initiated shortly after the browsing was completed.

English pear...

Eriri Sawamura paused slightly as she reviewed the papers, then turned to look at the person who had walked up to her.

"What about others?"

"Going to slack off."

Yukino Yukinoshita responded as usual, pulling up a chair and sitting down next to her, her gaze sweeping over the students below.

The fact that Eriri no longer has any extra thoughts or anxieties indicates that, at least in the short period of her absence, she has quickly established her authority.

Yinglili?

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her, still somewhat caught up in her thoughts.

"Here, it's best if you approve these documents."

Eriri Sawamura didn't pay much attention to her friend's expression; she simply opened the documents one by one with a serious expression.

Yukino Yukinoshita took the document, glanced at where he should have been, and then at Eriri, who was working hard.

It seems that some things haven't changed.

For example, Kato's first choice at this moment would be to run to him.

But Eriri would first consider the immediate problem, which is her own.

With a slight softening in her eyes, Yukino Yukinoshita unfolded the documents, picked up a pen, and began to approve them.

......

"Huh???"

Yukinoshita Miyazaki, who was peeling pears, widened her eyes in surprise and looked down at him: "Kazehaya is going to participate in the cultural festival performance?"

Nomiyama lay sprawled on the sofa, crawled around a bit, and said listlessly, "Yeah, it's a duet of violin and piano, and I'm in charge of the piano part."

"But Kazehaya has never learned a musical instrument, has he?" Yukinoshita Miyami asked with some concern.

“Learning is very simple. Once I’ve seen someone play it once, I can almost replicate it. Although it’s only close, if I try a few more times, it’s very easy to replicate it and even develop my own rhythm and understanding.”

“Even if I start learning from the basics of music theory, it won’t take me long to become proficient in the sheet music.”

Nomiyama sat up, leaned back on the sofa, and thought: "The main problem is the formal wear. I don't have any clothes or shoes in my wardrobe for performances."

Yukinoshita Miyami paused for a moment, then smiled and handed over the pear: "Don't worry about that, I can have my family help me get a set made."

Nomiyama leaned forward, opened his mouth, and took a big bite of the pear.

He chewed, swallowed, and then turned his head to look at the person next to him who was peeling a pear for him.

"Why didn't you come shopping with me? I haven't gone on a date with you in ages."

Yukinoshita Miyabi looked at him, her hand holding the fruit knife trembling slightly.

He was saying he hadn't gone on a date with her in a long time...

The 240th birth, Yang Nai and Gong Yu

In a desolate wasteland, as dusk approaches, a massive fireball slowly descends towards the horizon, its orange or red light like burning flames, firmly clinging to the wasteland; the snow on the plains melts, revealing newly sprouted green moss, which looks like scars on the earth after it has been burned, and is everywhere.

All around was quiet, with only the occasional cry of an eagle and the chirping of some kind of insect coming from above.

Nomiyama gazed at the sun, half-set in the distance, her hair fluttering in the wind.

He was on a mountain, in a desolate wilderness, the only mountain.

His mountain.

His gaze swept across the treeless mountaintop, and he wondered why he was there.

A snowflake drifted by on the wind and landed on his cheek.

Nomiyama paused slightly, then looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds had gathered overhead, thick and oppressive, and large snowflakes were fluttering down.

The next moment, the only fireball that brought warmth and light to the world fell, leaving only darkness in the mountains and the wasteland.

Nomiyama has good eyesight, so he can still see everything on the mountaintop, including the snowstorm that night.

He still didn't understand why he was there.

Until one moment, he saw a light appear a few meters in front of him. The light was not dazzling, but because the world was dark, it became conspicuous. Even the snow and wind dancing in the light became exceptionally clear.

Startled, Nomiyama looked up at the sky.

A hole appeared in the dark clouds at some point, and starlight quietly fell through it.

He finally understood why he was standing there.

Because this is the beginning of everything for him; he was born here and now.

Just as I realized this, the wind and snow stopped for a moment, the dark clouds vanished in the blink of an eye, and the sky was filled with stars, sparkling and shining like living fireflies.

Nomiyama turned his head and looked at the boy standing a few meters away.

He had long, flowing hair, light eyebrows, and wore a hazy, luminous garment, with wind and snow dancing around him.

And most noticeably, he was bewildered, and that bewilderment was clearly visible in his eyes.

The next second, someone appeared on the mountaintop. Without pausing for a moment, he sliced ​​through the wind and snow with his longsword, aiming straight for the boy's brow.

A thunderclap echoed in the cloudless sky, followed by a flash of lightning that struck the bewildered boy atop the mountain, who resembled a young beast.

A flame appeared in the sky, burning away the darkness, illuminating the world, and finally reaching the mountain peak, where it surged towards the boy.

A long spear pierced through space, aiming for the boy's heart.

The giant wielding a massive axe swung it down with an aura that seemed to cleave the heavens.

Nomiyama looked up, his gaze sweeping across the still fluctuating space and the next troop that was about to arrive in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the place transformed into a lively party scene.

However, those people didn't come to invite him to dance; they came to kill him.

He showed up, so he deserves to die.

The gaze finally fell back on the boy.

The boy still seemed not to understand what had happened, so he frowned and looked at the various weapons and people around him who were trembling and trying to get closer to him.

He turned his head and began to scan the world, but not the various people or things that kept appearing around him; rather, he scanned the world beyond them.

In the eerily quiet atmosphere, the boy closed his eyes.

When those dark eyes looked at the world again, the furrowed brows had been smoothed out, and the confusion had turned into calm.

He understood the world, so he looked up, beyond the giant axe, at the vast starry sky, and for the first time uttered his voice, a vow made to the stars.

"Awakening amidst the witness of the stars, I will walk alongside the world."

After saying that, he finally looked at those inexplicable and sudden 'enemies'.

"die."

The gods revealed their true words.

So they couldn't even struggle, let alone howl. There were only scattered clusters of fluorescent light in the air. The world returned to clarity and quiet as before, and a gust of wind swirled across the empty plains.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The boy looked at the heavens and the earth and established rules.

"Heavenly beings should not interfere with the fate of mortals, and underworld ghosts should not disrupt the order of the human world."

Nomiyama blinked twice, looking at the 'self' walking on the mountaintop, and thought it was kind of cool.

The next second, he saw the boy turn into a stone and fall to the ground, falling asleep silently in the wind and snow.

"..."

It's normal to want to go back to sleep after waking up; it doesn't mean you're lazy.

Nomiyama offered himself a reason, then glanced around.

Since it's just a flashback of a fragment of memory, it should end now that 'oneself' has fallen asleep.

Nomiyama's gaze paused, perhaps for a fleeting moment as his eyes fell upon a certain spot in the air.

Across the stone where the person was sleeping, the air a dozen meters away appeared slightly distorted, twisting into the shape of a human.

There seems to be someone there?

The other party had obviously also discovered Nomiyama.

A sense of joy and exuberance then filled the room.

Nomiyama opened his eyes wide and subconsciously took a step.

The image is shattered.

Nomiyama sat up, looked at the familiar living room, and pondered.

She must have viewed this memory just like I have, but I don't know when she did.

Perhaps it was just an ordinary afternoon when I casually tossed her a bunch of memories to help her pass the time.

My past connection with her was so deep that I inevitably encountered traces of her presence from time to time.

"What's wrong? A nightmare?"

Yukinoshita Miyami sat up on the sofa, looking at him with some concern.

"No, it was a sweet dream." Nomiyama rubbed her head and hugged her as they lay back down on the sofa.

"Okay, time for bed. We have school tomorrow."

"Um, Kazehaya, we can go to bed," Yukinoshita Miyami whispered.

"I'll definitely do it next time."

Yukinoshita Miyami pouted, but didn't say anything. She just snuggled closer to him and closed her eyes again.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita smiled as she watched the person lazily walk into the conference room.

They made eye contact, and the other person was clearly stunned for a moment.

Yukinoshita winked her left eye at him.

Wink!

Nomiyama looked at Haruno, then glanced at Yukino sitting quietly beside her, watching him. After a moment's thought, he turned and left.

I'm quitting. If I stay any longer, some inexplicable things will definitely come my way.

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't follow him; she just smiled and watched him leave.

I'm already at your school, and you still want to run away?

Yukino Yukinoshita watched him walk away without saying anything. Her boyfriend was lazy, so she let him be. Anyway, he was just slacking off here.

She looked away, picked up two documents, and handed them to the person next to her: "Sister, could you take a look at these two documents and see if there are any problems?"

Yukino blinked and gave a gentle smile: "Yukino, you don't need to ask me, and there's no need for me to ask you. I believe in your abilities."

"Yukino just needs to continue according to her own judgment, without asking anyone whether she is doing it well or not."

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment, then put away the document, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips: "I understand, sister."

Yukinoshita chuckled, patted her well-behaved younger sister on the back, and stood up: "Alright, I'm going to go play with my brother-in-law."