Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Hachiman stood up, his mouth dry.

"Ah."

Do it until you forget everything.

Reminiscence 12 The Milky Way Train Heads to the Future

Hachiman gradually woke up. Last night's madness made him extremely tired.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the weather was not sunny. Gloomy clouds were gathering and in the distance, a purple dragon was wandering among the clouds, disappearing in a flash.

Hachiman just felt that he was seriously dehydrated: "Hey... Saki... Saki..."

He called the girl's name, only to find that the girl who was supposed to sleep next to him was not in bed, and seemed to have gotten up earlier than him.

The physical injuries and fatigue made the boy want to enter a second sleep, but a thought flashed through his mind like lightning in the distance, and he suddenly stood up.

"Shahi..."

"Shahi..."

"Hello....."

He called out several times but received no response. The empty apartment became particularly lonely.

There was no sign of the girl in the kitchen or bathroom.

As if he had thought of something, Hachiman rushed into the utility room. The room was originally full of luggage, but the one that belonged to the girl was missing.

Hachiman was in a state of confusion and called the girl, but no one answered. He inadvertently found a breakfast wrapped in plastic wrap and a yellow note on the table.

Bye, don’t worry about me – Kawasaki Ryu.

With a bang, Hachiman's intact right hand slammed heavily on the table, making a distressed sound.

"What Kawasaki Ryu, do you think you can end all ties with me just like this?"

The corners of the boy's eyes turned red, and Shaxi's charm last night was still imprinted in his mind.

He raised his head in confusion, then realized the meaning of last night. Was this a breakup?

Hachiman crumpled the note into a ball: But he didn't accept it.

"Do you think you can be self-sacrificing and self-touching in this way? Do you think you are so great?"

"Do you think I won't have to worry about this?"

"You think... I'm lying to you, idiot."

His voice choked with sobs as he grabbed his wallet and rushed out of the apartment, forgetting even to close the door.

Hachiman dragged his tired and bruised body, but ran as if he was obsessed with his work, attracting the attention of passers-by.

The apartment they lived in was not far from the Chiba tram station, and to take the JR line to Tokyo, they had to get on the train from that station.

While running, Hachiman checked the departure time of the JR line. The food wrapped in plastic wrap was still warm, so Saki should have left not long ago.

My strength slowly drained away from my body, and when I arrived at Chiba Station, it was rush hour for people to go to work, and the Chiba station was extremely crowded.

Hachiman rudely pushed aside the crowd leaving the station.

"Hey."

"It's too much."

"Don't push me, asshole."

The young man blocked out the endless scolding and shoving around him.

"JR Line, JR Line, Chiba Inage to Tokyo Setagaya Station, about to depart."

Hearing the announcement, Hachiman quickly rushed to the platform.

The girl's every smile, her coquettishness and heroic spirit, every detail of their brief time together slowly emerged in his mind.

He lost his footing and rolled off the platform, causing a burst of exclamations.

He stood up and ran through every carriage.

But no, there was no one who looked like Shaki. The girl's figure was too unique, and there was no way to mistake her.

The train started slowly in the silence of Hachiman, leaving Chiba and heading towards Tokyo.

He stood on the platform and kept running, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour...

He watched the trams and people coming and going without stopping for a moment, for fear of missing the tram carrying Shaki away.

He was forced to stop until the subway police came to stop him.

He took a deep breath.

Maybe Sashi left before he arrived, maybe she took a bus to Tokyo, or maybe she just wanted to leave him and not let him find her.

"Mr. Hikigaya Hachiman, Mr. Hikigaya Hachiman, please contact the subway staff to come to the office to pick up your lost property. I repeat, Mr. Hikigaya..."

Hachiman slowly raised his head and listened to the broadcast.

He followed the subway police to the office and got a recorder from the staff.

With trembling hands, he pressed the play button. After a moment of silence, he heard his own faint snoring.

"Hachiman-kun, I'm recording you while you're asleep. Even though you worked so hard last night, you're still soundly asleep now."

The girl let out a low laugh, as if she was afraid of waking her.

"When you hear this recording, Hachiman-kun, I will have already boarded the train to Tokyo. I'm sorry to leave you without saying goodbye in this way."

There was silence for a moment, and Hachiman seemed to hear suppressed sobs from the other side.

"Well, I suddenly don't know what to say. I don't seem to have much artistic talent. It's obviously goodbye... Then tell me when I started to like you."

"'Giobanni was born in poverty. His mother was bedridden and his father was out fishing with uncertain return dates. At school, Giobanni was often laughed at by his classmates. Cambrella was his only friend. Compared with Giobanni, Cambrella, who came from a wealthy family, did not have these problems, but he always looked a little melancholy.' - After entering high school, I saw you sitting alone in a chair, and the sentence from "Night on the Galactic Railroad" suddenly popped up in my mind: 'But he always looked a little melancholy'. It was probably at that time that Giobanni fell in love with Cambrella."

Shaxi muttered softly, and originally tried to suppress her tears, but finally gave up.

Hachiman held the recorder tightly in his arms.

The girl is good, very good, the best, always.

"Hachiman-kun, do you think Giovanni knew that Combarella would eventually leave when he boarded the Galaxy Tram? I think he actually knew it, but knowing this, Giovanni still reached out and started this short and magical journey with Combarella. Even if they can't be together forever, just the beautiful memories can overcome loneliness, because-"

Hachiman knelt on the ground, and raindrops slowly dripped from the platform, just like him at this moment.

"Because, Comberella's happiness is Giovanni's happiness, isn't it?"

The boy's disheveled appearance attracted many eyes. In a crowded place like a tram, such stories happened countless times every day.

Not far away, a well-dressed girl wearing a plaid sweater gently covered her mouth with her palm and cried silently with the boy.

From the moment the boy stepped onto the platform, she had been following him, 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 30 minutes, 1 hour...

Run with him to find that figure.

She is not that great, she is not that sacrificial, she wants to take the train to Tokyo with the boy.

She hesitated whether to go forward.

But, it's enough.

Just this was enough for her, and she got enough motivation from Hachiman to move forward on her own.

She stepped into the tram alone and looked at the boy not far away.

She said something to the boy with the corner of her mouth.

The tram started slowly, and Shahi kept looking at him until the tram left the platform far away.

His figure gradually disappeared.

Silver earrings dangle around my ears, teardrop moles are as black as ink, I laugh and cry, and step onto the train of the Milky Way.

——Giobanni saw that the weather wheel column behind him turned into a blurry triangle at some point and disappeared suddenly like a firefly.

Author's words: The stomach medicine part is over. As one reader said, stomach medicine is just a method, not an ending, so don't worry about anything. The remaining two chapters welcome the great teacher to take charge of the Yukinoshita family. The next chapter will be updated at 12 o'clock.

Reminiscence 13 Are you an idiot?

The wind is cold and the rain is drizzling, but it continues, drop by drop........

The young man, with water dripping from the ends of his hair, stood in the pure white ward.

Thunder and lightning roared, and the lights suddenly flashed, making the boy look like a ghost.

He looked at the girl who looked dead even though her eyes were open.

A surge of anger surged from Hachiman's heart, and he pulled the girl's clothes and lifted her up.

"Just because you lost your support and couldn't cling to anyone else, you can't survive?"

Hachiman's mind was full of that strong girl who was able to give up her studies for her younger siblings, become independent early for the sake of her family, and leave voluntarily for the sake of her lover.

But she never gave up hope of survival. Her optimism and positivity pulled Hachiman back from the cliff.

"Answer me! Yukino."

The girl, who had not responded until now, raised her head slightly. Her scattered eyes gradually focused and she shed many tears.

Hachiman let go of the girl's shirt and said coldly, "You are far worse than her."

However, even though I know some women are not good enough, I just can't let go.

This is probably what Buddhism calls sin.

No one knew what had stimulated her, but the willless girl suddenly pounced on Hachiman like a madman, beating him with her weak fists and shouting madly, as if she wanted to vent everything.

Hachiman looked at the girl coldly: "Are you an idiot?"

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The boy in the plaster cast walked calmly to the door and saw a middle-aged man in a black suit, Takeya Takada, holding an umbrella and seemed to be waiting for him.

Hachiman recognized this man, both from the conflict in front of the pachinko parlor and from the night he followed Haruno.

"Master, the young lady told me on the way to the hospital that if you show up here today, I should follow your orders."

Hachiman took a step forward. Compared to the tall and lean Takada Takeya, the thin and scarred boy looked so weak.

However, Takada Takeya seemed to see the shadow of that man in him, and his brows trembled slightly.

"Why don't you do it yourself? Isn't this your best chance to take down the Yukinoshita family? Or do you not know how the head of the family died?"

Hachiman said calmly, the wind and rain hitting his face, but his tone was compelling.

Takada Takeshi had no intention of being insulted for his loyalty, and he remained expressionless: "I am the thug that the madam brought from the Fujiwara family. In the past, I obeyed the master's orders. When the master is not around, I protect the madam and the young lady. But the sword should not have its own will, it will become dull."

So he still did not take any action at this moment. If Hachiman had not come here, he would only protect the mother and daughter of the Yukinoshita family and leave Chiba after the funeral.

Hachiman didn't say whether he believed it or not, but walked forward and left the hospital, and Takada Takeya followed him with a black umbrella.

He asked, "Where's the lady?"

"Madam is presiding over the funeral. Chiba's congressmen and various upper-class people have already arrived. In addition, Chiba's downstream building materials suppliers have also gathered there, all waiting for the funeral to begin...Madam is in a very bad state."

Takada Takeya said calmly.

Hachiman laughed and said jokingly: "This is not a funeral at all, it's clearly a bloody feast of dividing up the giant's corpse."

Takada Takeya looked at the young man's calm and composed appearance and was slightly distracted.

"Uncle Wu, I'll follow Yang Nai's lead and call you that. I need help."

"No problem. Do you want to take someone to the funeral?"

Although it is a bad idea, it is better than surrendering, Takada Takeshi also thought.

"How can that be possible? We are not the Yakuza. We only need two or three people. And we are not going to a funeral. It is enough for only two of us to go there. By the way, the suppliers can be so united in breach of contract. There must be someone who took the lead. Tell me on the way."

In the wind and rain, a middle-aged man in black clothes and a black umbrella held up the umbrella to shield the boy's body.

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The widow Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki, dressed in black mourning clothes, looked at the huge funeral scene in a daze.

Those who had been oppressed by her dominance in the past, or those with whom she had equal relations, now all said words of comfort with ulterior motives.

She hasn't had a good night's sleep for almost a month. The coffin in front of her used to be her support, but now it is just the source of her nightmares.

Her current situation is almost the same as her daughter's. After losing her parasite, the once strong dodder realized how cowardly she was.