Okukozome.
After the game, Yuuto found Migiwa Kazuha and walked in the rural fields.
Locals like sunflowers very much; they are planted on both sides of the field roads.
Zooming out, Yuuto and Migiwa Kazuha seemed to be walking in golden flowers.
The setting sun was like fire, making the atmosphere particularly warm.
"In my memory, knowing you for so long, this is the first time you took me out to play."
"Is that so? Probably because I usually don't like to move around much."
Yuuto didn't feel awkward.
People in the island nation are very willing to participate in social activities.
Frequently meeting to go to KTV after school, or even participating in group dates (Goukon) and other activities.
Yuuto wasn't.
He is a Flower Planter (Chinese) in his bones; this will not change no matter what.
"In that case, just say it. Calling me out so ingeniously, what's the matter?"
"You guessed it?"
"I'm not a fool. Besides, you have 'something on your mind' written all over your face."
Yuuto touched his face hearing this.
He asked himself; he shouldn't have superfluous expressions on his face.
Migiwa Kazuha saw his confusion, pointed a finger at his eyes and said, "It's this position. Eyes don't lie."
"Okay, then I'll say it straight."
Yuuto's face suddenly became serious.
Not afraid of being laughed at, he is a pure male chauvinist.
Asking a girl for money, he found it hard to speak.
"You... say it."
In her heart, Migiwa Kazuha thought there was a high probability Yuuto called her out not for something like a confession; he isn't that kind of person.
But in this situation, looking at the flowers planted by the road, she inevitably thought a little in that direction.
After all, I am not a terrible woman!
"Then I'll say it!"
"Mhm..."
Migiwa Kazuha was originally relaxed, but seeing his face turn serious, she inexplicably felt a trace of nervousness rise again.
If...
"Lend me some money, Kazuha!"
"..."
Thought too much again.
Migiwa Kazuha was stunned for a moment, a trace of relief flashing in her eyes, as if she had expected it long ago.
The breeze blew, and the sunflowers by the road swayed in the wind, as if snickering at her for thinking too much.
Migiwa Kazuha laughed too.
Laughing somewhat helplessly.
"You called me here specifically for this kind of thing?"
"For me, this is a very important matter!"
Yuuto still kept a straight face.
Possessing memories of a full year later, he already had the conditions to get rich.
He just lacks startup capital now.
"I think so too, after all... you are always so proud."
Migiwa Kazuha knew early on that Yuuto was a very proud person.
After all, he was a hooligan who was penniless but always neither humble nor arrogant facing rich kids.
That's why she was so curious back then, curious why someone as proud as Yuuto would choose to give up because of one failure.
Seeing her fall into a memory recall state, Yuuto couldn't help asking, "So..."
Migiwa Kazuha agreed, but with a condition.
"Lending money is no problem, but you have to tell me one thing seriously."
"Ask, I will definitely tell you."
"Why did you suddenly start playing basketball again?"
Yuuto didn't expect she would ask such a question.
Do rich kids, without material pressure, all have such hollow spiritual worlds?
She looked serious with a hint of stubbornness.
As if to see clearly if he was lying.
Seeing this, Yuuto pondered for a moment before speaking, "Saying it's because of a dream might seem a bit pale and perfunctory."
"If I really have to say, it's probably that I desire success. My life is full of failure; I want to win at least something."
"I'm not as smart as you in studies; I don't have that talent for reading books. At best, I just have relatively well-developed limbs."
"So, I want to win something in the basketball I like!"
No lies.
Migiwa Kazuha could tell that Yuuto thought so in his heart.
This answer wasn't far from her guess.
But she thought Yuuto would mention words like "promise," "dream," or "champion."
Result: he talked about success.
This sounds more like a word a mature man would mention.
But it just so happens.
Yuuto currently wore the stubbornness and childishness peculiar to young boys on his face.
"Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"I'm not satisfied, but I believe you!"
Migiwa Kazuha was indeed not satisfied with this answer.
Because she failed to get the answer she wanted from Yuuto.
Still couldn't get the mood to pick up music again.
She used to take pride in making her father proud, until she discovered his true face later.
Migiwa Kazuha didn't feel it was a pity. She wanted to continue watching Yuuto, believing she would definitely find the desired answer in the future.
"How much do you want to borrow?"
"500,000!" (Yen presumably)
"Okay!"
"..."
Truly generous!
"But I want to charge interest. Until the end of the semester, you are responsible for my breakfast milk."
"Okay..."
Just as Yuuto agreed, a white-haired girl suddenly ran from the distance.
It was Sora.
She pedaled her bicycle strenuously to Yuuto, walked over involuntarily, and pushed Migiwa Kazuha away forcefully.
"Not allowed to take Yuuto away!"
"Don't come close anymore, don't appear in front of Yuuto again!!"
Without any reason, Sora held huge hostility towards Migiwa Kazuha, and bursts of fear surged in her heart.
Fear that even Yuuto would be snatched away from her side.
She thought the world had 5 people, later 3 people left, and now only she and Yuuto.
Thinking that Haruka had already left her world with that four-eyed sister Nao Yorihime.
She now only...
"Sorry, sorry, this guy's brain occasionally becomes slightly abnormal."
Yuuto chopped Sora on the head with a hand knife, interrupting her spell casting.
He was too familiar with this scene.
There was such a segment in the game's Nao route.
At that time, Haruka was preparing to do improper things with Nao Yorihime. Result: Sora rushed in like this and drove the disheveled Nao Yorihime out of the house.
But Yuuto...
"I just want to play basketball now."
Thinking, he put Sora down on the back seat of the bicycle like picking up a chick, and he sat on the "riding position"!
"Then, see you tomorrow, Kazuha. Jaa na!"
Yuuto left.
Migiwa Kazuha watched the two leave from a distance.
She wasn't angry, feeling that Sora was like her own worrisome half-sister.
"We are more and more alike, Yuuto."
.....
On the other side.
Sora sat on the back seat of the bike, clutching Yuuto's clothes with one hand.
Calming down now, she realized her words just now seemed a bit revealing, and she didn't dare to face Yuuto for a while.
But thinking that Yuuto was going to meet that woman again tomorrow, her body started shaking involuntarily.
"Tomorrow... Is Yuuto going to meet that woman again tomorrow?!"
"Ah, otherwise who will lend me money?"
"Borrow money?"
"Mhm. Didn't you notice Haruka has been frowning these past few days? I figure our family savings are about to run out."
Hearing this, Sora looked blank.
She had never considered such things; every day she only thought about things like which woman Yuuto got closer to today.
Money...
Truly cold words.
"If we have money, will Yuuto stop looking for that woman?"
"Mhm. So you have to study hard. Find a comfortable job in the future. Once you earn money, you won't have to worry about such things."
Making money...
From this day on, Sora had an incredible dream.
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