Faced with the blackened heroine, they actually stopped time

Especially in this seemingly empty carriage, it feels like a separate world for two people.

Every word he said was like a bullet, impossible to dodge, and it went into one's ears.

Oreki Gen laughed.

"Isn't this what I learned from you? Ran-chan is so hypocritical, so just allow yourself to be narcissistic."

"That's not narcissism, it's a clear understanding and evaluation of myself."

The girl said it confidently, as if she really believed it.

Oreki Gen turned his head to look at the girl who was avoiding him as if she were the plague.

"Really? Can people really have a clear understanding of themselves? Do you think you have done everything you can do? Or do you think there is no possibility of miscalculation in the things within your control?"

"It's not appropriate to use such a tricky angle, right? Oreki Gen, are you here today just to cause trouble?"

The girl seemed to be a little impatient. There were too many strange questions today, and they seemed too sharp for Oreki's strings.

And Oreki Gen soon let out a long sigh.

"Why would I pick a fight... I find that Asagiri-san is actually really despicable."

"Where am I mean?"

“When you can’t answer something, you’re asking it backwards, as if the question isn’t good enough.”

Hearing the other party's somewhat aggrieved words, Asagiri Ran couldn't help but laugh.

This time it seemed like he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Because that's how it is. I only answer questions I know. If I don't want to answer, or can't answer, then it's obviously the wrong question. How can I know the answer to everything?"

"So this is the despicable part. You don't even know the real reason, so how come it's my problem?"

Asagiri Ran was almost dizzy.

Then she couldn't help but turn around and glare at Oreki Gen.

"Is it over yet?"

"...If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me."

The car arrived at the station just in time.

The journey is not far. Most of the time is not about conversation, but the silence that flows quietly in the gaps between conversations.

get off.

Familiar streets.

There are some empty and clean roads, and it seems that there are few pedestrians.

There are tall trees growing out from the wall, blocking the sunlight that is gradually becoming weak.

Autumn sunset, late twilight.

Even the wind blowing by can make people feel an inexplicable sense of desolation.

"I can't believe it's already this late in the fall, but it seems like the events of summer are still fresh in my mind."

Oreki Gen raised his head and looked at the leaves that were no longer green but had turned a distinct yellow and were trembling in his fragile fingers.

Asagiri Ryou looked straight ahead, as if the road he was going to see was always stable, and he was not paying attention to the so-called scenery during the journey.

"It's nothing. It's normal for the seasons to change. It's not like there won't be another summer."

This girl obviously doesn't suffer from autumn sadness syndrome.

Oreki Gen smiled.

"But every summer is unique, and we know there will never be another summer like the one before."

Yes.

Even if there will be the same temperature, the same sunshine, and even the same life pattern and environment.

But there will never be exactly the same times again, and there will never be the same feeling again.

She just wrinkled her nose at Wu Ran and glanced at the boy who was smiling but looked like he was worried about something.

"Why are you so sad today?"

"Is it very different from usual?"

Asagiri snorted softly.

"You look better when you're heartless. I don't like you like this."

Oreki Gen blinked.

"So I have a look that you like?"

"Break! The! Wooden! String!"

The girl couldn't help but blush.

The young man smiled brightly at this time.

"Do you drink Coke?"

"Ok?"

What the hell.

The topic changed too suddenly. Before that it seemed like a poet was about to commit suicide by lying on the railway tracks.

Now ask yourself if you drink Coke or not...it really is something serious!

"Don't you want to drink?"

Oreki Gen suddenly stopped, turned around, stood in front of Asagiri Sang, slightly bent down and looked into the other's eyes.

This time, Asagiri Ran seemed to be well prepared, as if she had already mastered a certain pattern of the boy's actions.

This time he was not caught off guard, but looked directly into the other person's eyes without any obstacles.

Looking at Oreki Gen's beautiful eyes, and the faint arc of light in them, it seemed like a dim galaxy.

"drink."

There is a convenience store nearby...well, the one where I work part-time.

But today is not Oreki Gen's part-time job date.

The person on duty is Aunt Fujii.

Asagiri Ran did not go into the convenience store, but stood outside, as if to avoid the appearance of any special connection between herself and the boy in the eyes of others.

It's a bit like trying to cover up one's mistakes.

"Xiao Xian, is that your girlfriend? She's so pretty."

Oreki Gen smiled and shook his head.

"Not yet."

"For the time being?" Aunt Fujii was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help but laughed with her hands covering her mouth: "Are all young people like you nowadays like this?"

Oreki Gen looked at the other person innocently.

"Aunt Fujii, this is just a reasonable statement. After all, no one knows what will happen in the future, right? Isn't it a sign of maturity to make a reasonable avoidance of the current uncertainties?"

Aunt Fujii laughed so hard that she fell backwards.

"Auntie is old and doesn't understand these things. But... I have seen this girl a few times. She always buys things alone."

"Isn't this normal?"

Oreki Xian asked curiously.

Aunt Fujii glanced outside and seemed to have no interest in what was happening inside, but she would occasionally secretly glance at the cold girl who came over.

"But he is a pitiful child, because he always seems to be someone who doesn't need any help. In fact, the way he is holding on is obvious, isn't it? Although I know that you are a kind boy, Xiaoxian, sometimes even the kindest people can't avoid hurting others without knowing it. And some things are difficult to heal once they are hurt, and it is also difficult to make up for the guilt that you feel afterward."

Oreki Gen seemed to be looking at the woman in front of him with some surprise.

"I never thought that Aunt Fujii was such a philosophical person."

Aunt Fujii burst into laughter.

"What philosophy do I have... This is just life. After all, as long as time is long enough, you will experience more things, and naturally you will have more regrets, right?"

"Thank you Aunt Fujii for the reminder~"

"Alright, go ahead. Goodbye, Oreki-kun."

"Goodbye Aunt Fujii."

Holding two bottles of Coke, Oreki Gen handed one to the girl outside.

Then walk on this road again, as if starting the main task again.

The conversation just now was just a small episode, or a side quest.

“It takes so long to buy a Coke.”

The girl unscrewed the bottle cap, and there was no need for Oreki to show off his masculine strength at this time.

Of course, even if she couldn't open it, she wouldn't need such help.

There is always a way to solve a problem, and she has become accustomed to not seeking help from others the first time she encounters a problem.

Oreki Xian had already unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp in a very ungraceful manner.

The gurgling sound was not concealed at all, as if there was no need to worry about his image.

But even if you drink it in big gulps like this, you can't get the feeling of drinking an ice-cold cola in summer.

"That's where I work part-time, so I chatted with some familiar employees."

Asagiri Ran also took a sip. Of course a beautiful girl has to be delicate.

But it's not to the point where you have to lift your little finger to be pretentious.

She took a shallow sip, not even drinking much of it, which even made Oreki Gen doubt whether she had drunk it at all.

Is it a fake move?

A careful plan to maintain your figure?

"What are you talking about for so long?"

The girl's expression was indifferent, but Oreki Gen seemed to have clearly noticed the other person's ears pricked up.

They looked at each other with some amusement.

"You were curious about this matter from the beginning, right? And you even came up with such a premise."

Having been exposed in an instant, Asagiri Ran looked at Oreki Gen unhappily.

"How do I know if you were discussing me just now? You can't even ask?"

Oreki Gen blinked.

"You said you're not narcissistic? How come you're the one who thinks of this?"

"Fuck you, you're the narcissist."

She snorted softly and held the Coke in her hand to speed up her pace.

Oreki Xian followed lazily behind, and then couldn't help

"Walk slowly, you'll be home soon."

Asagiri Smell turned around and looked at Oreki Gen.

“Originally this road was meant to lead home.”

Oreki Gen spread his hands and said with some helplessness.

“Is a journey just about the destination, without the scenery along the way?”

Asagiri Ran couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly, looking at the boy who stopped at a distance that seemed very close, yet very far away.

"Are you the scenery along my way?"

Oreki Gen smiled, shook his head, and walked up.