On the contrary, quite the opposite.

His decision to accept the body's past led him to understand many things.

Life is short, so we should seize every moment.

There is no distinction between good and bad dreams. Is becoming a hero who changes the world necessarily greater than planting crops in one's hometown?

Fame and fortune—Tazaki Toru had already obtained these things in his previous life.

That's all there is to it.

It was far from what he truly wanted.

Or rather, the path he took at that time, and all these things were merely byproducts of his dream coming true.

The same applies to this world.

He has new goals and new dreams.

Let those girl band members, riding on the songs he wrote, stand on one stage after another.

In the past, Toru Tazaki had no close friends or family.

Therefore, he only writes songs for himself.

Now, he wants to write for others.

A country witch who suffers repeated defeats despite carrying the expectations of her family.

A wealthy heiress, coerced by a powerful family, resolves to rebel.

A street singer playing and singing to the air in the cold wind, standing in front of a big screen.

Tazaki Toru encountered countless girls of all shapes and sizes, with vastly different personalities, yet all sharing the same dream and striving for it.

May their efforts be rewarded and their dreams come true.

That is Tazaki Toru's biggest dream right now.

The mechanical pencil left one neat black character after another on the paper, each one a testament to his hard work.

If they are lost children, Toru Tazaki is determined to become a lighthouse to guide them out of the fog.

……

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Tazaki Toru woke up early.

This statement is not entirely accurate; in fact, he only slept for a little over four hours.

But this did not affect Tazaki Toru's mental state at all.

He even said that he had been inspired last night and his body was still throbbing with excitement. He couldn't wait to fly back to Tokyo and lock himself in the music room.

After washing up, Tazaki Toru dressed neatly and went to Kohinata Mika's room.

Mika Kohinata had already gotten up, but for girls, the preparations before going out are always more complicated than for boys.

After the girl opened the door, she had Tazaki Toru sit on the bed and waited for her to wash up.

Mika Kohinata isn't very good at makeup, and she's not very nimble, so she spends a lot of time before going out.

However, since it was still early before the agreed time to visit the graves, Tazaki Toru wasn't in a hurry.

After they finished preparing, the two left the hotel and went to a nearby noodle shop to get something to eat.

In Aomori, you can see standalone noodle shops like these everywhere, standing alone in an open space, as if they appeared out of nowhere.

Tazaki thought that perhaps it was because every noodle shop had a bear as a regular customer.

They were afraid that if these bears met, it would cause a bloody fight over territory.

In short, early morning is the best time for daydreaming.

Sitting in the noodle shop, Mika Kohinata pointed to the noodle dishes on the menu and subconsciously asked, "What is knife-cut noodles?"

The shop owner laughed heartily: "Oh dear, little girl, don't you know?"

The girl shook her head blankly.

"It's the kind of noodle where you hold a dough ball in one hand and a knife in the other, stand in front of a pot of boiling water, and shave the dough into thin, long slices before putting them into the pot to cook."

Mika Kohinata seemed to understand but not quite, but she nodded her head in perfect agreement.

After finishing their noodles, the two took a tram to their agreed meeting place.

At the nearby exit, stood a middle-aged woman dressed in simple black.

The other person clearly showed surprise upon seeing Tazaki Toru.

In Tazaki Toru's memory, he must have seen this woman, but only a few times.

"Hello, are you Ms. Nakamura?"

"I am Nakamura, and you are..."

Although she had a guess in her heart, she was still quite shocked when Toru Tazaki said her name.

Before his death, my father adopted many orphans, many of whom had physical disabilities.

The name Tazaki Toru was frequently mentioned by my father, and I had also met Ms. Nakamura a few times.

However, the former Toru Tazaki was unable to speak, and no one except the headmaster could communicate with him.

Therefore, when Ms. Nakamura saw that the autistic child she once knew had now become a handsome young man with proper manners, she felt it was incredible.

One can only marvel in one's heart that this is truly a medical miracle.

We followed Ms. Nakamura into a private car and arrived at a cemetery.

Although Tazaki Toru was an outsider, he was raised by the headmaster from a young age, and in Ms. Nakamura's eyes, he was no different from her father's child.

Tazaki Toru stood before the tombstone, quietly pouring water onto the cold surface, the water trickling down in a steady stream.

Mika Kohinata and Ms. Nakamura stood at the entrance of the cemetery, tacitly refraining from disturbing each other, knowing that Toru Tazaki must have a lot to say and wanted to tell her.

"Um, Ms. Takagi, right?"

"Um...yes." Mika Kohinata subconsciously puffed out her chest, her face tense.

"May I ask who you and Mr. Tazaki are?"

"We are very good friends."

After considering it for a moment, Mika Kohinata said this.

"I see. But the fact that he was willing to bring you here suggests that you two have a very close relationship."

After a long while, Ms. Nakamura looked at the retreating figure of Toru Tazaki in the distance and couldn't help but sigh:

"Mr. Tazaki, he was such a poor boy."

"I was sick from a young age and was abandoned by my parents."

“A few years ago, his parents came looking for him, but Mr. Tazaki refused to go back with them no matter what.”

"Eh?"

Mika Kohinata was taken aback; this was truly the first time she had ever heard of such a thing.

However, a slight look of indignation appeared on Ms. Nakamura's face.

"They said he had made a fortune in business and wanted to take him back to get medical treatment, but Mr. Tazaki refused and left the orphanage alone. Only my father could contact him."

"Afterwards, those people came to see my father several times, but they never revealed Mr. Tazaki's whereabouts."

"After my father passed away, he never appeared again."

"Those people treat children as nothing more than their possessions."

"It's not a sudden repentance; it's probably just that he's done too many bad things and wants to make himself feel better."

“Mr. Tazaki, he has really suffered too much.”

Looking at the tall yet frail figure standing in front of the grave in the distance, Mika Kohinata felt a deep sense of unease.

For a moment, I recalled how he calmly described his homelessness when he spoke of himself.

The string in his heart seemed to be plucked hard, producing a trembling tone that lingered for a long time.

283. So, she had a new dream.

Inside the cemetery.

Tazaki Toru gazed silently at the tombstone before him, a faint sense of unease rising within him.

Even though he had never seen the old man in person, his memory of him was exceptionally clear.

It felt as if I were truly the [Toru Tazaki] who had been cared for by him for many years. This strange state of mind was truly heartbreaking.

However, what filled Tazaki Toru's heart even more was a sense of warmth.

Back near the cemetery entrance, Tazaki Toru bowed deeply to Ms. Nakamura in gratitude.

“Ms. Nakamura, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to bring me here. I am very grateful.”

"Don't say that. If Dad knew that Mr. Tazaki came to visit him and cured his illness, he would be very happy."

Tazaki Toru smiled faintly, then his gaze lingered on Kohinata Mika's slightly reddened eyes.

"Meijia?"

The girl quickly sniffed twice, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and pretended to be fine, saying, "I'm okay."

Tazaki Toru knew perfectly well that she was a crybaby, and after a little thought, he understood why she was crying.

At that moment, he looked at Mika Kohinata as if she were the world's first born animal, his eyes filled with tenderness.

……

……

in the afternoon.

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