I live my life in Tokyo

It was snowing outside the window, and the snowflakes gently covered the eaves without making any sound. The air conditioner in the room was running slowly, and Chocolate and Vanilla, who had been playing on the cat climbing frame in the room, came out.

They were treated well at Mrs. Higuchi's home, their fur was shiny and bright, and they looked elegant.

All I can say is that it’s a good thing that Kaede Sakakibara didn’t raise a ginger cat, otherwise what might be waiting for him might be a cat-pig.

The two cats stopped in front of the sofa for a moment. Vanilla rubbed against Sakakibara Kaede's clothes, leaving her mark again, then jumped onto the coffee table and landed lightly next to Higuchi Madoka.

She had stayed in the Higuchi family for a long time, and was naturally attracted to the smell of the Higuchi family on Higuchi Madoka. Vanilla found her position comfortably on Higuchi Madoka's chest, lowered her head, and lay down peacefully.

Chocolate also left her scent and mark on Sakakibara Kaede's body. Seeing that Vanilla had monopolized Higuchi Madoka, she licked her paws and turned her gaze to Asakura Toru, who had some impression of her.

The clothes she was wearing looked perfect for a pillow.

Chocolate meowed and jumped up along the sofa leg. She did not choose to sleep on Asakura Toru's chest, but instead lay on her belly.

He stretched his body, curled up, and meowed comfortably.

The sky outside the window gradually changed from sky blue to red and yellow. The blue dotted here and there eventually changed the color of the entire sky, making it even darker.

Higuchi Madoka felt a little warmth in her chest, as if something was pressing on her chest, but the object was not heavy. . . . She moved slightly, and was startled. She subconsciously identified that object as a hand, but then she thought that although Asakura Toru was her childhood sweetheart, he didn't seem to do such a thing. As for the other person in the room, it was absolutely impossible for that person to do such a thing.

He opened his eyes a little, and what came into view was the flawless white cat.

She let out a sigh, leaned upwards, and hugged Vanilla tightly in her arms.

Vanilla still didn't wake up. Higuchi Yuanxiang sighed softly and put the cat on the stall she had just covered. With the residual warmth of her body, Vanilla snored comfortably.

"In the end... you fell asleep too."

Higuchi Yuanxiang murmured to herself. She found a soft cushion and knelt in front of the low table, supporting her head, looking at the young man who was sleeping soundly.

She just looked at the young man's profile, as if thinking about something distant.

After a moment, she came to her senses and somehow moved a little closer, kneeling on the cushion in the same posture, looking down at Sakakibara Kaede's sleeping face.

His sleeping face is very peaceful and gentle. Perhaps only when he is sleeping does he look like someone of his peer. On weekdays, he is easy-going and humorous in his dealings with others, which often makes people forget his age. Even many seniors in the crew treat him as a peer.

"How strange."

Higuchi Madoka whispered softly.

She heard a friction sound coming from her side and consciously sat back a little distance.

"...Higuchi, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Asakura Toru held the chocolate and smiled faintly at her from the side, "Very comfortable."

"It's probably because the air conditioner is too high." Higuchi Madoka said softly. She naturally returned to the coffee table, hoping that Asakura Toru didn't see her slightly inappropriate behavior just now.

Asakura Toru covered Chocolate with a quilt, made a small sound of "whoosh" and got off the ground. She also leaned against the coffee table and couldn't help yawning.

"You can continue to rest if you are tired." Higuchi Enka said, "The tutor hasn't gotten up yet."

Asakura Toru pondered for a moment and did not answer her childhood sweetheart's question. She put a candy for the treat into her mouth and picked up a pen.

"Now, let's study."

At this moment, Toru Asakura seemed dazzling in Higuchi Madoka's eyes, as if she was leading her forward like in the past. No matter when, she had her own choices and would show them without any care, which was different from Higuchi Madoka.

If Higuchi Enka is someone who goes with the flow, then Asakura Toru is a pearl among tiles, a genius who stands out from the crowd.

This is also the reason why she has the most resources in the group, and she has received many advertisements and auditions.

Higuchi Yuanka nodded slightly, glanced at the sleeping young man, then picked up the pen and began to make corrections under his comments.

Asakura Toru's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. Higuchi Madoka frowned slightly, and Asakura Toru coughed lightly and lowered his head.

Sakakibara Kaede's act of falling asleep caused him to toss and turn in bed that night, unable to sleep.

There was less than a day left in the New Year, and Kaede Sakakibara went to visit his friends and teacher wearing a heavy coat. He also went to the Starlight Cafe as a guest to have a Western dessert. This was the place where he first worked when he came to Tokyo, so he naturally had a special feeling for it.

The activities in the first month of the year are nothing more than worshipping. There are similar activities at nearby shrines. Starlight Cafe has participated in the stall activities at the shrine, and they have specially prepared special snacks for this purpose.

The only thing that left a deep impression on Kaede Sakakibara during the New Year was probably anime. This year, he decided to imitate the appearance of the male protagonist in the anime and go to the shrine to worship with his friends.

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Chiba, Miura family.

"——Taki-senpai, I wish you a smooth new year. Are you still in Tokyo now?"

Yuuma Miura stood in the entrance outside the living room, looking very serious about the call, perhaps out of respect for the person on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, hey, when are you leaving Tokyo? I'll go see you off."

"No trouble, no trouble. Senior Taki's care for me is my most precious treasure." Miura Yuuma said seriously, and laughed after a moment, "The band is going smoothly, and I have a group of good partners."

He placed his cell phone on the shoe cabinet and hung his coat aside.

A gentle young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "That's great, it seems that you still love music as much as before."

Yuuma Miura couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this. This senior who helped him many times and encouraged him to get through the low period of music did not get rewarded. "Taki-senpai..."

"...I'm going to Kyoto."

Senior Taki on the other end of the line said softly, "Yuuma, keep going for the band."

"Yes."

Yuuma Miura sighed, and the other party had already hung up the phone.

It was the festive New Year, but he received news that was definitely not good for him, which made him feel a little depressed for a while.

However, he quickly convinced himself that Taki-senpai should go to Kyoto to relax and would return to Tokyo soon. With his qualifications, he might even return to Tokyo University of Music to become a young music theory professor.

Yuuma Miura, who is about to graduate in February next year, does not have many plans or intentions. Having signed a band contract with an agency, he only needs to focus on music in the future.

There are many people studying traditional orchestral instruments in music colleges, and some of his friends plan to join an orchestra in the future and continue to improve themselves in music - these are people whose families are not short of money.

Did Taki-senpai go to Kyoto? I heard that Taki-senpai's father once worked in Kyoto, so maybe he just went back home.

Yuma Miura quickly shook off the sadness in his mind, washed away the tiredness outside the house in the bathroom, and entered the living room.

Yumiko Miura sat on the tatami with her lower body tucked into the kotatsu, leaning against the sofa cushions as she watched TV.

"Where's the eldest sister?"

"I went out to Tokyo for shopping with my friends." Yumiko Miura said weakly. She tapped the screen from time to time, with a rich expression on her face.

There are only two siblings in the family, and their parents are away from home.

Yuuma Miura knew that she was probably chatting with her friends in class, so he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of juice. "What are your plans for the New Year, Yumiko?"

"Eh? What do you mean, bro?"

"I plan to go to Tokyo to visit the shrine in the first month of the year."

"Hey... aren't brother and sister in Chiba during the New Year?"

Yuma Miura felt a little embarrassed when he heard his sister's question. His eldest sister's career and circle of friends are in Tokyo, and his own is similar.

He subconsciously regarded his sister as the Queen of Fire who had the final say in school. She always revealed her insecure and weak side in front of her family.

"I met with Sakakibara and Nishikino-san during the first month of the year. I think the people who came with me were my colleagues from the agency and my classmates from the music college."

When she heard the word Sakakibara, Miura Yumiko's eyes lit up.

Miura Yuuma shrugged, "If you want, I can take you with me, but Yumiko has an appointment with her classmates."

Miura Yumiko showed off her arrogance as a member of the popular group in school, "It's okay, I'll talk to them and we'll visit the shrine in Tokyo and watch the sunrise in the first month of the year instead!"

Seeing this, Yuuma Miura chuckled helplessly. There will definitely be a lot of people there, and it will be very lively.

While feeling happy for her sister, she also hoped that Takisho-senpai could cheer up.

And I feel ashamed for not being able to help him.

Chapter 40

"What a worrywart."

The man, dressed in a suit, hung up the phone and turned his gaze to the snow scene outside the window.

He tied a tie and put on an elegant black suit. Even if he was just going out, he dressed himself like a groom about to walk down the aisle.

I wonder if the flower shop is still open on this day.

After getting into the car, the man adjusted the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

Hospital, Tokyo.

The girl lay on the hospital bed, trying hard to support her body.

The TV in the distance now sounded a little noisy. She stretched out her slender, delicate fingers, picked up the remote control and turned down the volume a little.

"It's so boring."

She spoke weakly, a strand of black hair falling from her shoulders. The girl looked at the handheld game console on the bedside table, a glimmer of desire in her eyes.

But she gave up the idea after a moment.

It's almost the New Year. Harukaze, Asuna and the others must be too busy with things in real life. This is different from me.

Looking out the window, she felt a little envious and a little longing. The last time she ran in the snow was a long time ago in her memory.

However, she still had hope in her heart. As long as the next operation was successful, maybe she could...

The door opened automatically and smoothly. The black-haired girl turned her head slightly. Quick footsteps were heard, and an adult woman who looked 70% similar to her walked up quickly, patted her hands, and indicated that her mother was beside her.

"Mother..."

"Kumianji, don't talk too much." The girl's mother, a woman with the surname Konno, comforted her softly. She took the kettle and put the straw to the girl's mouth. The latter took a sip and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Where is your sister?"

The woman held her hand, and her smile was full of warmth that made people feel uplifted. This warmth infected the girl in front of her, and she was also warming herself, telling herself that everything would be fine.

She hid a trace of hesitation and sadness in her eyes, "Lan Zi is still undergoing surgery. She will be able to see her sister tomorrow."

"That's great."

The black-haired girl slowly blinked her dark eyes and smiled brightly. In this slightly dim ward, this smile made people feel distressed.

"Hey... Mom, where are we going to play during the first month of the lunar year?"

The woman held back her tears, and stroked the protruding veins and blood vessels on Mu Mianji's hand with a smile, "Let's watch the Red and White Song Contest with sister in the ward. Yes, but you have to go to bed after watching the Red and White Song Contest."

"Eh..."

Konno Kimonoki drew out her voice and let out a long sigh. The woman tapped her forehead and gave her a kiss on the cheek as a symbol of affection.

"Rest well. As long as you get well, and after a few surgeries to remove the tumor, we can live together again."

"Three people?"

Konno Kimin asked. Although she was a little curious, her eyelids were already twitching.

With anticipation for the arrival of the first month of the year in her heart, she closed her eyes.

Seeing this, the woman did not answer. She gently lowered the slope of the bed so that Konno Kiminji could lie flat, pulled the quilt over her, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After helping her younger daughter to sleep, she still needed to go to the operating room to wait for news from her older daughter.

But fortunately, these two daughters are very well-behaved, sunny, sensible and obedient. Even though they are frequent visitors to the hospital, they have not lost confidence in living. They still laugh every day and are a warm current in the inpatient area.

Sometimes she couldn't hold on any longer and was always infected and inspired by her daughters, which made her as a mother feel a little ashamed.

She is both unfortunate and lucky.

The women closed the door gently, hoping from the bottom of their hearts that they could return home and start a new life.

The first month of the year arrived unexpectedly.

On the first day of the New Year, Yuma Miura bid farewell to Senior Taki in tears in the izakaya. He was having dinner with several of Taki's good classmates. Although Yuma Miura and the others were not in the same music circle, they had heard Senior Taki mention Yuma Miura's name at that time, and they became familiar with each other after meeting each other.

Although he didn't say goodbye in tears, Yuuma Miura was still reluctant to leave, although he convinced himself that from Tokyo to Kyoto he only needed to take the Nozomi Shinkansen, which would take about two hours.

Senior Taki waved to a few people, and the car roared, leaving behind a string of tail lights and disappeared at the corner of the street.

Yuuma Miura sighed, and he quickly cheered up. Today's farewell was only part of the event, and the real gathering would be in the evening.

After returning home and listening to percussion music for a while, my arms were bored and trying to find the rhythm in the air. Yumiko Miura came back. She went to the nearby shopping mall with her current friends in the morning. After lunch, she went home to touch up her makeup and prepare for the evening activities.