I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"Let's go to the seaside station."

Aoi Asahi said this to herself.

The place she knew best was the train station by the sea.

Even without taking the tram, you can get there by walking along the paved road.

The girl knew exactly where this road was because she was very familiar with it.

The lush green trees on both sides are constantly sprouting verdant leaves, and if you look up, you can even see the sunlight behind the leaves.

In summer, these leaves become thick and difficult to see.

She carried everything she owned on her back, walking along a path where the scenery seemed the same as always.

She first stopped under a tree with a tattered strip of cloth hanging from its branches, and Asahi stood there looking at the cloth.

As the wind blew, she vaguely saw the little girl crying pitifully under the tree.

All I can do is make a wish to the faded, pale, and tattered cloth strip, a wish that still hasn't come true—that my mother will change her mind.

After placing the shoes and goldfish bowl under the tree and removing the backpack,

After some effort, the girl finally climbed the tree and headed towards the cloth strip along the thick branches.

It took a while to finally get there.

She bent over, preparing to untie the belt.

But with just a strong tug, the strap snapped and tore apart.

She suddenly realized: "It was already terrible, completely rotten."

I climbed down the tree with the strap in my hand and stepped onto the damp mud.

The girl looked around, but felt there was nowhere to throw it.

So she packed her things, picked up her shoes and ribbons, and continued walking forward while holding the goldfish bowl in her hand.

"In the past, I would ride the tram again and again, looking at the scenery outside. I always wanted to walk along both sides of the railway. But I was never brave enough, so I ended up here."

Asahi Aoi searched through her memories, feeling both familiar and strange about this place.

I used to come here often when I was a child, but I come less often now that I'm older.

Even when they came, they would only walk a hundred meters from one end of the tram station by the sea, never venturing deeper into the area.

She used to leave many things here, but most of the memories are now hazy.

But after actually walking around here, those memories started to resurface little by little.

She found the branch she had stuck there when she first felt wronged, and that branch had now grown into a sapling.

So the sunflower picked a bright green leaf.

The further you go, the clearer the memories become.

She even saw a pile of seashells under the tree, and she remembered how hungry she had been. She had heard that when there were many tourists, one could sell the pretty seashells to them to make money.

So she went and collected a lot of seashells, but in the end she couldn't sell any of them.

So they're just piled up here.

She then took out another seashell from among them.

The further she went, the clearer her memories became, but the less she could let go of.

Even at the very end, she didn't linger.

They kept walking out of the woods and arrived at the abandoned train station by the sea.

The sound of the waves was so loud that she didn't look back.

She sat barefoot on the bench, having taken off all her belongings.

Standing relaxed on the breakwater, I looked at the ocean I had seen countless times before.

The seawater was so blue today that the jagged remains of those buildings were clearly visible.

She stood there for a long time, until dusk, when she finally arrived at the station again.

The girl saw a sunflower tied to a pillar, its brilliance as if it were on fire.

She thought for a moment, then picked the sunflower.

She went into the woods again and planted the first tree she encountered in the moist soil.

I don't know how long I can live, but I'll probably live a little longer.

Behind the sunflowers lies a long, shady, narrow path through the woods, while in front of them stretches a clear sky and the sea.

Tourists were also seen on the beach.

The girl stepped forward and asked if she could borrow the phone.

The tourist, who was also a high school student, generously lent Asahi Aoi his phone.

Aoi Asahi dialed Jun Yokokawa's number and explained her situation.

Across from him, Jun Yokokawa, smoking a cigarette, said, "So, you want to apply for a school grant?"

"Mm." Aoi Asahi nodded.

“This is a troublesome matter,” Jun Yokokawa said. “In the past, your allowance was all given to your mother.”

“However, if you’re just looking for a place to live, there’s an even better way, Aoi.”

"What method?" the girl asked.

“Natsugiri Kai,” Yokokawa Jun said, “He has an office at home with many rooms. And he lives there alone, so there’s no danger for you. You can move in there, and the school is willing to pay your rent if you wish.”

Chapter 69 You'd better take responsibility properly!

Aoi was somewhat dazed. She unconsciously tightened her grip, but then realized that what she was holding was not hers.

After sincerely apologizing to the girl who was about his age, he said, "Why is it Xia Wuzhao?"

"Because the school is worried if you rent a house. After all, you're just a single high school girl."

Jun Yokokawa stated simply and bluntly, "If problems arise, the school is unwilling to take responsibility."

"Wouldn't there be no problem if we stayed at Xia Wuzhao's house?"

"Hmm?" Jun Yokokawa seemed a little puzzled: "Shouldn't you know him better than I do? Although his personality is strange and twisted, at least he wouldn't do something like this."

"You're right."

Even Aoi herself didn't realize that she had a slight smile on her face.

“Then let’s decide on this.” Jun Yokokawa stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. “Where are you? I can drive to pick you up.”

"I can walk to school by myself, teacher."

“What are you saying, Aoi Asahi?” Jun Yokokawa said. “Teacher is an adult, and an adult’s responsibility lies in these kinds of things.”

"As my student, all you need to do is honestly state your location."

"Thank you, teacher. I'm at the abandoned seaside train station."

"Okay, then let's wait."

After hanging up the phone, she deleted Yokokawa Jun's call history.

He said to the girl in the same grade, "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's okay." The girl waved her hand and took the phone.

But he didn't leave. He just looked the girl over and said, "Do you need help? Has something happened?"

"No," Aoi said. "I just wanted to sit casually by the sea and enjoy the sea breeze."

The high school girl could only laugh it off and leave without pressing the matter further.

Aoi waved at her, not caring whether the girl saw it or not.

It's like being unwilling to show your wounds in order to gain sympathy.

Once the girl was out of sight, Aoi Asahi sat down on the bench, bending over.

He rested his head on his lap, his hands cupping his chin.

She looked at the railway tracks, watching the trams that occasionally ran over them as they came and went.

The tram was mostly full of people; some were leaning against the windows looking outside, while others were looking down at their phones.

Some were resting with their eyes closed, while others were just spacing out out of boredom.

Sunflower just looked at it and found everything somewhat novel.

For the first time, she carefully observed the people coming and going.

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Xia Wuzhao was called into the office, and Yokokawa Jun looked at her and said, "You must have a lot of empty rooms in your house."

"Ah."

"Can you accept someone else's loan? It won't be long, probably only for about a month, June," Yokokawa Jun said.

"Not accepted."

Xia Wuzhao refused decisively.

"Don't you want to reconsider?" Yokokawa Jun smiled. "The school will pay you the rent, and we can even raise the price a little."

"I won't consider it." Xia Wuzhao's expression remained unchanged as she answered Yokokawa Jun's question indifferently.

"What a brat."

Jun Yokokawa patted Kai Natsugiri on the head with a book next to him: "At least go and see the new tenant before saying what the result is."

Seeing Yokokawa Jun's reaction, Natsuki Kai then said, "If you insist on this, then so be it."

"Then hurry home after school and don't linger outside. I'll bring the tenant to your house in a bit."

"it is good."

Xia Wuzhao turned and left.

Jun Yokokawa glanced at him and said, "He couldn't have already guessed it, could he?"

Thinking about it, he shook his head helplessly: "Let's go pick up Aoi Asahi first."

I went downstairs and got in the car.

After driving to the back of the seaside station, she got out of the car and looked at the ocean, saying, "This place looks really nice."

"teacher."

Asahi stepped forward and bowed to express her gratitude to the teacher.

Jun Yokokawa, smoking a cigarette, said, "Get in the car, Asahi."

I opened the trunk and put everything inside. Even with everything down, it only took up a small corner.

"Is that all?" Jun Yokokawa sighed.

"Ah."

Asahi, holding the goldfish bowl, sat in the passenger seat.

After throwing the cigarette into the designated extinguishing area on top of the trash can, Jun Yokokawa finally started driving again.

Along the way, the car carried Asahi away from the unfamiliar seaside and entered the town center along the long, winding mountain road.

Everything here seems quite prosperous, with all sorts of shops lining both sides of the road.

We walked down a street that seemed a bit old-fashioned.

Jun Yokokawa parked the car on the side of the road and led her to stand below an office building.

Asahi Aoi looked around, and Yokokawa Jun reminded her, "Second floor."

She looked down at the second floor, where huge black characters should have been pasted on a row of square windows. Although they had been torn off, the words "official firm" could still be seen through the dust accumulated over the years and the faint residue.

"Let's go up." Jun Yokokawa said this, and Aoi Asahi originally wanted to put down the goldfish bowl, but instead picked it up and followed behind.

After climbing the stairs, Jun Yokokawa knocked on the iron gate: "Natsugiri Kai, are you home?"