Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

90. Merry Christmas, Mr. Mochizuki 6k

time flies.

Christmas Eve has arrived.

Out of some boring thought, the girl in the wheelchair turned her back on the hustle and bustle and turned on her cell phone.

Kurihara's mother: Are you there, some dank high school student who stays in a rental house all day?

Kurihara’s mother poked you.

Kurihara's mother: I heard that you passed the audition for "Ultraman Tega" and it seems that you are still starring. Congratulations.

Kurihara's mother:..........You're not online?Why didn't you reply to the message?

Kurihara's mother shared a file: Ayaka Imoto's photo album "ヒロインは濨して美しい17".

(Shushu received the photo album "ヒロインは濨として美しい17" a second ago.)

Shushu: What's the matter?Nobi Saki-sensei?

Kurihara's mother: .....Are you becoming more and more astringent now? You still have to send me your photo album before you will reply to me, right?

Shushu: You are wrong, Kurihara. It’s all because you sent a file that triggered a strong reminder on my phone, so I was forced to see the message you sent me - don’t label me as immoral, I will But public figures must establish a glorious and majestic image for young people.

Kurihara's mother: .........Yes, yes, you are Ultraman after all.

Shushu: That’s right!After all the preparations for the crew are completed in February next year, I will go to film. I will not come back until my senior year of high school to study hard. Don't miss me too much.

Kurihara's mother: .........Does a certain dank high school student take himself too seriously?I wish I could prepare meals for one less person.

Shushu: Be nice to your partner, Miss Kurihara Saki, and I will reward you with a new Garden Baby doll when you get home.

Kurihara’s mother:?

Shushu: If you don’t like it, what do you want?Do you want me to kneel down for you?That's okay too.

Kurihara's mother: Don't give me the abstract... I'm bored, can I chat with you?Today, on Christmas Eve, a relative at home drank a little too much and started bragging like crazy and even playing special keys. Could you please exercise your role as a partner and pay more attention to your arranger?

Shushu: ..... Am I just a tool to pass the time?

Kurihara’s mother: You can understand it that way.

(Zhushu has been offline.)

Kurihara's mother shared the file: Saito Asuka Photo Album (Military).

(Shushu is now online.)

Shushu received Saito Asuka's photo album "ミュージアムオフショット" a second ago.

Shushu: What's bothering Miss Kurihara who went back to the countryside to spend the holidays with her family?I think I can act as an intimate brother and listen to the concerns of young girls.

Kurihara's mother: .....I'm bored.

Shushu: Then I think you are not eating minced meat. But if you compare it side by side, you will know that I am a real left-behind child. I am left alone to guard the empty room on Christmas Eve when the whole family is reunited. This is called boring - over there With so much popularity, how can you claim to be boring?

Kurihara’s mother sent a voice message.

"I'm tired."

In the voice, Kurihara Saki's voice came faintly, the crisp voice was dim, and there was a faint sense of frustration:

"Every Christmas Eve, I go home in a wheelchair as always. I have to smile politely in front of relatives I only see once a year. I have to be nagged about studying and gossiping about my boyfriend every year, so I feel very impetuous and make up my mind halfway through the meal. I’m in my den, I just want to have some peace and quiet.”

Mochizuki:?

Mochizuki: Then you can just be alone. Why are you looking for me?

Kurihara Saki: I want to find someone to be quiet with me.

"........."

I don't know if it was because of Kurihara Saki's sudden voice and boring text message, but after a moment of silence, Mochizuki's call rang at this moment.

"........."

Looking at the call from the boy with slight surprise, the silver-haired girl in the wheelchair was slightly stunned. After a while, she answered the call.

"...Are you so bored?"

Mochizuki's voice came through the phone, lazily and as spiritless as ever:

"I envy you that you can still be together with your family."

"...Hai, just leave it until later to understand how boring a middle-aged man's dinner is - don't say more, I hope you will never understand this sentence."

"So, you escaped halfway?"

On the other end of the phone, the young man's voice was vaguely curious:

"It's only noon now, right? Although it's right for everyone to have a dinner on Christmas Eve, you didn't even get through the noon meal, and you just chatted online with me, a left-behind child, with your little pearl in your eyes... This situation It’s so abstract that people don’t want to evaluate it.”

"...I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Gently holding the phone between his shoulder and ear, looking at himself looking slightly sleepy in front of the dressing table, Kurihara Saki gently rubbed his long hair, determined to tie it up:

"Also, don't talk about yourself so badly - isn't there Xiao Chengzi to celebrate the festival with you this year? Although her parents are about to come offline to kill you alone, at least it's lively enough over there. . Just now you call yourself a left-behind child, isn’t it a bit unreasonable?”

"...Oh, don't mention it."

On the other end of the phone, the young man's voice became increasingly tense:

"This Christmas is going to be a mixed bag - I can only hope that everything goes well and nothing happens."

"...When I get home, can I treat you to a sundae?"

After hesitating for a moment, Kurihara Saki, who seemed to have been wanting to say something, hesitated briefly and then slowly spoke:

"After all, I won't be with you this Christmas, so this sundae is my Christmas gift to you."

".......Fine."

With a slight sigh, Mochizuki, who was already in a somewhat complicated mood, could only respond like this:

"Well, see you next year?"

“See you next year—and, I wish you good health.”

".......I try my best."

Hearing that Kurihara Saki, the wheelchair girl, seemed to be joking with him, Mochizuki on the other end of the phone responded with this slightly embarrassed:

"I'm going to play a game. Are you feeling well or having something else important? If not, I'll hang up first."

"Hang up."

"?, goodbye."

The phone hung up immediately.

Mochizuki's lackluster, yet inexplicably reassuring voice also died down.

"........"

After the short call ended, the girl put down her phone, tied up the rubber band, and tied her long silver-colored hair into a slightly curly double-horse braid——

Outside the door, middle-aged people with loud voices were still chatting and drinking, commenting sharply on the current situation, and they seemed to be behind the scenes.

Inside the door, the girl followed her temper and awkwardly learned to dress herself up, cleansing her face, shaving her eyebrows, concealing her blemishes and setting her makeup. It felt like she was relying on makeup to pass the time.

........When you go back, just change into a new look, right?

While taking care of herself and tidying up her hair, the girl suddenly thought of the appearance of a certain boy and smiled for no reason.

.....

A warm feeling wafts through Toyama Prefecture.

After helping his mother go out and buy a few packs of rolling paper and daily necessities, Xu Yuhuai carried the groceries, walked through the warm winter sun, walked through the shadows of the mottled trees, and stepped step by step on the streets covered with fine snow.

Christmas Eve in the small town is calm but gentle - because it is far away from the center of Tokyo and the relatively sparsely populated town does not have any hustle and bustle, but instead makes it more tranquil and warm, which makes it possible to spend time with only the two of you. The girl celebrating Christmas feels a sense of peace of mind.

Jumping on the reflection and looking from a distance, Xu Yuhuai could see the ancient railway, hear the regular and steady sound of the train passing by, and feel the inexplicable joy and sincerity of the people returning home.

The intertwined cables, the returning young people meeting each other in the winter, cast long thin shadows.

Small towns have always had a special existence. The moss attached to the walls and the earth-colored old stone bricks are more likely to evoke people's memories of the past than the reinforced concrete in big cities.

Compared to Tokyo, the small town does seem like a utopia suspended in time.

Eye-catching Christmas banners were straightened on the plain white streets, and adults cosplaying as Santa Claus were selling Christmas gifts wrapped in brand-new socks to children. People came and went, seemingly enveloped in a warm yellow halo.

.... Without any reason, Xu Yuhuai slowly walked forward at this moment and came to the uncle dressed as Santa Claus.

"Ah, little sister."

Seeing the 1.5-meter-[-]-meter-tall, childish-looking little beauty in front of him, the kind man stretched out his hand to say hello:

"Want a Christmas gift? It's a great gift for mom, dad, or friends."

"...that, that..."

Words welled up in her throat. The girl who wanted to say that her father had left many years ago did not say much in the end.

"What's wrong? Little sister?"

"No, nothing."

Xu Yuhuai waved his hand, with a smile on his face:

"Can you give me two copies (?????), I want to give them to important people."

"Okay~"

Seeing the cute girl smiling, the kind middle-aged man smiled and handed Xu Yuhuai two mysterious gifts wrapped in socks:

"Would you like to give it to your parents?"

"Well... to be precise, it was given to my mother and a brother who takes good care of me."

After tapping Fukuzawa Yukichi in his hand, Xu Yuhuai smiled sheepishly:

"Dad has gone to a very far away place and I won't be able to see him for the time being - so I'd better give the gifts to the important people I can see first~"

"I see."

Santa Claus, who was wearing a thick cotton red coat, nodded thoughtfully. After a brief silence, he smiled gently again and took the banknotes:

"Then, I hope your dad can be happy every day - come on, let me give you a little gift and say hello to your dad for me~"

"Thanks(?????)?!"

After taking the gift and handing over the banknotes, the girl thanked the chubby Santa Claus, and then walked away slowly carrying large and small bags.

The rising sun is getting hotter, the snow is gradually stopping, and the lively atmosphere and laughter are filled at this moment.

Xu Yuhuai kept his pace and staggered towards home.

I bought three gifts this year...it's really nice.

Holding the small gift purchased with her own pocket money, the girl smiled like a flower, and her dark green eyes flashed with mottled light.

When you get home, give a copy to your mother, put a copy next to your father's photo, and when you go out tomorrow, hand-deliver the gift to Brother Mochizuki, who is the most difficult to contact...just live together.

"......But, since it's Christmas, shouldn't I also buy gifts for Kurihara-san, Takegami-san and Tsugawa-san??o?o???"

Gently scratching her head, as if she had half-consciously reacted to something, the girl turned around slightly, wanting to go to the chubby Santa Claus to buy Christmas gifts——

However, Xu Yuhuai's smile was a little awkward as he counted his kitty wallet, which had long been empty of money.

.....Better next time~

After all, she had just given herself a gift for Christmas. She didn’t want to embarrass her kind uncle anymore, so she turned her head and chose to go home.

.... Wait until later and bring more pocket money to buy for your brothers and sisters.

Although I haven't seen Sister Takegami and Sister Kurihara for a while, I always feel a little lonely...but I really hope they can be happy every day.

"After all, Christmas is all about getting together with important people (?>ω<>

Upholding the bet with Mochizuki, the girl was full of mood and smile.

Walking through the snow, thoughts swirling, Xu Yuhuai’s little figure shuttles,

........I don’t know if it’s an illusion.