All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

"I want Yukinoshita Haruno to make a truly free choice."

At this point, he seemed a little embarrassed, coughed, and then added:

"But committing suicide right away is too much. Dazai Osamu has tried several times. At least the first step should be to run away together to a small country in the south and start over, right?"

Snap, the sound of shattering was heard.

My heart tightened, and an indescribable emotion surged through my body, warm and throbbing.

Emotions gather under the piled snow and sprout new buds.

Thump, thump, thump, I can hear the sound of a heartbeat.

You idiot.

Yukinoshita Haruno stared at him for a long time. Suddenly, it was as if the dark clouds had dissipated, and the early spring sunshine was lifted by the breeze. The girl's eyebrows and eyes brightened up.

She smiled like a bouquet of flowers.

She closed the distance between them and put her arm around his shoulders. Her eyes, which seemed to be able to express all kinds of emotions, were now filled with pure joy.

"Well, did you decide to elope with your sister after all?"

"That's all you've come to!?" Kiyono was speechless.

"Is this what they call nurturing a child? It's really nice. It's worth all my hard work in taking care of you and raising you..."

"Starting to immerse yourself in your own world and talk to yourself?!"

Even though Qingye didn't offer the same gentle comfort as the prince, even though this wasn't a night that would make people forget everything, it was still unforgettable.

She carefully examined the things in front of her and her current mood.

So that I can recall this moment at any time.

At this moment, Kiyono and Yukinoshita Haruno let out a soft cry, and the stagnant Ferris wheel began to turn slowly. They subconsciously looked out the window, and the neon lights lit up one by one, and their eyes also reflected the starlight. The magical miracle in the fairy tale kingdom came again, the carousel ran in the starlight, the music box sang the story of the prince and princess, and the castle was lit up with bright lights. It was so beautiful.

*

Fifteen minutes later, the Ferris wheel returned to the ground.

In front of the amusement facilities, the atmosphere was a bit chaotic. Tourists gathered together with different expressions. Parents with their children looked scared, the brave boys were excited, and the girls were excited and scared at the same time - this situation was still very scary, especially for those who rode the roller coaster. It must be an unforgettable experience in their lifetime.

The staff members apologized to each guest with a heavy, standard bow, and were so solemn and sincere that they almost took out their samurai swords and performed seppuku on the spot.

Kiyono and Yukino Yukinoshita walked into the amusement park streets, and Yukino Yukinoshita immediately ran over, trying to remain calm, but her tone couldn't hide her worry:

"...Are you okay?"

During this period, she was always terrified and could not imagine what would happen to these two people.

"If something happens, will you still be able to see us, Yukino?" Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile, looking quite happy.

"Even if Godzilla attacks, I will protect everything!" Kiyono's voice was deep.

"Don't say things like that." Yukinoshita frowned in displeasure, ignoring the person in the process.

"Okay, okay, this is also a novel experience."

Kiyono asked, "Do you want to continue playing?"

Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head: "I've already seen the fairy tale tonight."

...My sister seems a little strange.

Glancing at her sister in front of her, Yukinoshita Yukino's worry turned into a strange feeling.

The float completed its last lap on the street, and the scattered candies looked like falling flower rain. The colorful flags and balloons floated slowly into the night sky, like a girl's dream.

*

After the high excitement, there is lonely sadness.

It felt like the fireworks going out, the festival ending, and returning from an extraordinary fairy tale to the everyday world.

The pitch-black night was tinged with a faint pink, the streets were silent, and snowflakes swirled and fell, painting the shops and parked cars white, as if embellishing this reluctant night.

Creak, creak, the three of them walked aimlessly on the cold long street, exhaling string after string of warm white mist. No one took the initiative to suggest going home, as if they wanted to keep this time.

Yukinoshita looked at her younger sister beside her and blinked:

"Xukino, do you want to know what we were doing in the Ferris wheel when the power went out?"

"He's probably just cowering in fear," Yukinoshita replied coldly.

Yukino Yukinoshita smiled and said, "You can imagine Yukino as the male and female protagonists in a movie who are facing a life-or-death crisis."

In a story, what often sparks the imagination is the blank space. On those blank pages, the audience can unleash their imagination and write their own imagined stories. Judging from Yukino Yukinoshita's current unpleasant expression, she has obviously thought of scenes that are full of dramatic tension, such as a deep kiss, heartfelt confessions, and escalating feelings.

Yukino pursed her lips, suppressing her emotions, and spoke with a faint sarcasm:

"Movies are artistic creations. In real life, the only animals that would dwell on the emotional world of men and women in a life-or-death crisis are small animals in nature, right?"

"What kind of animals do you think Yukino and I are?" The older sister, whose bloodstains remained unmoved, continued on her topic.

Yukinoshita Yukino gave up and continued walking for a while—

"Ah, I'm a little hungry. Do you want something to eat?" Yukinoshita Haruno said casually.

"Let's take a short rest..." Yukino Yukinoshita's voice also sounded tired and weak.

Qingye certainly had no objection and came to a commercial street.

At this time, the only things still open are chain stores and izakayas with red lanterns. Walking outside, you can feel the scorching heat and loud laughter, as if even the snow has melted.

"Let's eat this!" Yukinoshita Haruno stopped in her tracks, full of enthusiasm.

"Neither I nor that guy are adults yet..." the younger sister sighed helplessly.

"What's the big deal? Even though it's called an izakaya, we don't have to let you drink."

She smiled and grabbed her younger sister. The votes were currently tied one to one, and both of them turned their attention to Qingye. The boy said, feigning seriousness:

"Drinking wine with big mouthfuls, eating meat with big mouthfuls, chatting about the country and beauties, good, very good!"

"Are you a greasy middle-aged man?" Yukinoshita's eye twitched, and she said with disdain.

However, the votes were two to one, and she could only follow the two people helplessly - mainly because there were no other shops at the moment. After entering the store, Yukinoshita looked around the environment curiously, as this was her first time in such an occasion.

This is a narrow square canteen with a wooden bar with mottled scratches. There is only a simple menu with a few dish names on it. Most of the time, orders are shouted out. The seats nearby are filled with office workers with loose ties and legs crossed. Everyone speaks with their voices open, as if to vent all the depression accumulated during the day.

The owner of the store is an old lady with silver hair. Although her eyebrows are full of wrinkles, her hands and feet are very nimble and she is full of energy. The person who follows her to help should be the old lady's daughter.

"Do regular izakayas sell sweets?" Yukinoshita sat down, glanced at the menu, and asked Kiyono.

Kiyono looked up and saw a small transparent cabinet next to the bar, which contained daifuku and some cheap snacks. Next to it was a box similar to the one used for prayers in a shrine, and behind it was a shrine enshrining a statue of Inari.

"The old man probably made it himself in his spare time," he said casually.

Yukinoshita nodded. She preferred these light dishes and ended up ordering fried rice, stewed daikon radish, mochi, and simple sweets.

Qingye and Haruno have similar hobbies. They ordered a round of meat and vegetable skewers, fried chicken balls, and a variety of other dishes. Haruno also wanted a bottle of ice-cold beer, but under her sister's cold gaze, she had to change to the same orange juice as Qingye.

In retaliation, Yukino Yukinoshita stood up and shouted:

"Grandma, please put more chili on our fried rice!"

"I don't want to!" Yukinoshita glared at her.

"Since it's my sister who's paying, of course she gets to decide," Yang Nai said with a smile.

"Is that so?" Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at Kiyono and scoffed, "Shouldn't this Mr. Wallet pay for all our meals?"

"Well...that's true." Yang Nai said with a serious expression.

"What?! How dare you call a literary giant a wallet?! At least add 'wise, powerful, mature, and reliable wallet' before it!" Kiyono roared in anger. "Grandma! Please add more sugar and soy sauce to these two's skewers and fried rice!"

"Um!?"

The two Yukinoshita narrowed their eyes, reached out their hands in tacit understanding, grabbed the boy's cheeks on the left and right, and pulled them out at the same time.

"Let go! You can only go this far, you can't go any further..."

The three of them were playing and laughing, and the old lady looked at them kindly. After a while, she brought the food to the table.

Yukino Yukinoshita picked up a skewer of grilled meat, took a bite, and said with a gesture that was somewhere between slow and deliberate and bold: "I guess we'll have grilled meat tonight after all."

"Be careful with your stomach and weight from eating such greasy food," Yukinoshita replied.

"It's okay, I'm the type of person who can eat whatever I want and never gain weight!" Yang Nai gulped down half a bottle of beverage and said with a smile, "Kiyono can attest to that."

"I'm just a heartless wallet," Kiyono said coldly.

"Yukino, come and taste the gift from Mr. Wallet."

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and reached out her hand, putting a skewer of unspicy meat from Kiyono into her sister's fried rice.

Yukinoshita Yukino lowered her head and looked at the golden pork belly, as if she could feel the delicious and rich flavor.

Fat and meat.

This is a combination that humans cannot refuse.

So are beautiful girls.

While she was still concerned about her face and dignity, her body had already moved and she subconsciously took a light bite.

The crispy texture and the aroma of oil spread in the mouth, which is a unique taste different from the light and healthy taste.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked up at Haruno.

Under the warm yellow light, the older sister still had a smile on her lips, but this smile looked softer and more genuine than usual.

Looking at her sister like this, Yukinoshita Yukino's heart moved slightly.

This was a side of her sister that she rarely saw. In the cafeteria full of local flavor, she enjoyed eating barbecue and drinking, behaving in ways that were not typical of the Yukinoshita family.

But when you think about it carefully, it suits her very well.

Will my sister live a life like this in the future?

She couldn't help but picture that future—

After the elder sister took over the family, she would grow her hair a little longer than it is now and dress more formally. Every night, she would beg Qingye to go to different places with her for drinks. Sometimes they would be like the serious office workers next to them, and sometimes they would choose some stylish bars and enjoy the relaxation of the night.

"if--"

Yukino Yukino murmured:

"If Yukino-chan grows up, will she also drink with Kiyono-kun like this?"

How annoying, she thought, that we could have such telepathic connection even in such a strange place.

Yukino Yukinoshita said softly, "I don't drink alcohol."

"Hmph, that's hard to say. That job is more boring than you might imagine. But instead of drinking, I feel like Yukino-kun is more likely to do something like, 'Seino-kun, I messed up another order today, what should I do?'"

Yukinoshita Haruno laughed mischievously.

"Don't underestimate me..."

A night with a hint of fairy tale atmosphere, an izakaya in the heavy snow, a noisy environment, a future that is about to be decided, and time that can never be repeated.

It wasn't like something they would talk about, it just came out naturally.

In the pictures they each painted, that person existed.

Before they knew it, they could no longer imagine a future without him.

but.

If you choose the elder sister, you are doomed to be unable to fulfill the younger sister's wish.

If you choose your younger sister, you are destined to abandon your older sister's life.

Perhaps, this is another kind of irreconcilable relationship.

This is something that can't be helped. Everyone has to make choices in life, and they will have worries, heartache, and experience resentment and separation from loved ones. Even family members will eventually part ways with the passage of time.

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at her sister quietly, her eyes as stern and clear as ever.

Now she still lacks the courage, is still hesitant, is still going in circles, can't speak out, can't get results, can't do things, can't solve the problem -

——Even so, Yukinoshita Yukino still wanted to pray.

Gather up your feelings towards someone, your longing for you, your dislike for you, the inseparable family ties, the shadows from childhood, and the words you can't say, bit by bit, tie them into knots, weave them together, and weave a beautiful wish.

Hope—that’s what she prayed.