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White love... The destiny of the heart, the bond of love

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2024-07-01

My first love is His body's 'soul' was transparent. But there's never been a day...that will erase it from my heart... Definition of love, Mathira, short stories, sad love, spirit, cartoons

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This novel is based on

Cartoon with an overview of the short stories of Chinese ink.

The incident occurred around the end of last year. Zine rents comics to read. And I like one story a lot.

So I sat down and wrote it as a novel for fun. One thing came out.

Without modifying the content of the original in any way.

It's a very impressive story. And I want to share with you in letters.

Please give credit to the Chinese Ink Publishing House. Because I really can't remember the name.

The writer's name doesn't exist either.

T^T

thank you

Mathira

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25 HOURs

White love...

The destiny of the heart, the bond of love

Part I

...I have been able to see spirits since I was a child...

His name is 'Kazuma-kun'.

Since I can remember Kazuma is often seen crying in the corner of the room.

When walking in to find You will find that all around us has become a clear forest, cool breeze, and large trees.

...has a swing...

Kazuma-kun is a crybaby.

His small body was often shaken by sobs. and often complains that he is lonely

If Kazuma cries I'll wipe away your tears

"Don't cry. Hina will be with you."

When Kazuma-kun laughed His body will be transparent. then fade away

The view of the forest around us faded.

Left me alone in a cold concrete room.

But when Kazuma-kun came The air around me will be filled with warmth.

...I love Kazuma-kun...

Part II

I just found out The spirit...can grow too.

As time flowed by, I was sixteen and Kazuma-kun was the same age.

A tall and slender figure often appears. With a view of the forest and large trees.

...and the same swing...

Kazuma-kun came to see you. When I cry

Just seeing his face Both the annoyance and worry seemed to disappear into thin air.

We usually sit at the base of the tree. Talk about good things Tell each other.

Gentleness and warmth fill the atmosphere.

...Who is Kazuma-kun?...

Even though I was curious, I never asked.

Because when 'Night Crane' and 'Snow White Demon' knew everything.

is the day of farewell

As time passed, the older I got, the less I saw Kazuma-kun.

The world is wide, new things flow through every day, it's busy but it's fun.

At a certain point, I felt it.

...I haven't seen Kazuma-kun in several months...

Kazuma-kun's identity in my heart Little by little...little by little...

Maybe because of him grew up to be an adult

The day I don't get to meet Kazuma-kun... will probably come someday!

One night when I was seventeen

Kazuma-kun suddenly came to see me.

...after not seeing each other for a very long time...

As soon as our eyes met, happiness and nostalgia overflowed.

Kazuma-kun was probably the same too. He stopped, staring at me in disbelief.

Kazuma-kun hugged me tightly for the first time.

A gruff voice...trembling...whispered in my ear.

"thank you"

Heat...gushed out of his eyes. The flood doesn't stop.

...The pain is beyond description...

That would be a goodbye.

Because after that

I never saw Kazuma-kun again.

Part III

I'm a university student now.

Everything is new. People are strange

But among strangers I saw him among those people.

The body is not transparent, it is in front of us in the real world.

...as if time had stopped…

I stepped forward and stopped in front of him, staring into his eyes and the tears wouldn't stop flowing.

Kazuma-kun looked at me, his face wide-eyed, and he exclaimed as if shocked.

His friends' laughter filled the restaurant.

I held a glass of water and sat with my head bowed, covering my cheeks with embarrassment.

This person is not Kazuma-kun!

"Makes me happy," he rubbed the back of his neck. The expression on his face won't go away.

"Try to brainstorm. I thought about who she was and why she was crying, but I couldn't figure it out."

"The girl is so dizzy that she doesn't remember~"

A group of friends teased him, he bared his teeth and turned to shout.

It looks similar...but it's not.

Completely different lifestyles

"Do I really look like that?"

He looked up and asked. The eyes that looked into were light brown.

It's like...very similar, but it's not.

That playful sparkle in his eyes. make your heart beat strong

...it's a feeling That was never given to Kazuma-kun...

Part IV

I started dating 'Yo-chan', a guy who was like that Kazuma-kun.

Until one day He took me to meet my parents at their garden house.

The backyard was familiar...as if I knew it well.

I walked Yo-chan in as if I were familiar. Stopped in front of a big tree with no swing. But I think I know

This is that garden. that appears every time When Kazuma-kun comes to see you!

Yo-chan proposes to you...promises to make a swing for you.

A serious face like I've never seen before. The more it makes my heart sway

After getting married...I noticed new things.

Like Yo-chan's light brown hair, soft, fluffy, nice to the touch.

...Like Kazuma-kun...

I'm pregnant...I promise that if it's a girl, Yo-chan will name me.

But if you're a man It's my duty.

Happy...it's probably like this.

Yo-chan is so good, no matter what, he won't change.

There's a little life in my womb...I'm sure he's a boy. The name...was already thought of.

"Nah...Kazuma-kun."

That's the feeling of 'thank you' that we didn't have a chance to tell him.

Before going to bed, we will read picture stories together.

Let dad make the swing for me.

Build a birdhouse together

Play together and then...and...

'Pi!!!!!!!!'

...The whole world turned grey...

...Kazuma...Kazuma...

No...I don't want to die yet...

Haven't met Kazuma yet...

Haven't told him 'thank you' yet.

...Kazuma, don't cry...

Part V

My name is Kazuma.

Seventeen years ago My mother was hit by a car while she was pregnant with me.

Because of my mother's protection, I am alive.

But this life...is exchanged with my mother's breath.

...Hinako's mother...

I grew up in my grandmother's garden. and recently traveled to live with his father in Tokyo after graduating from middle school.

Until Mother's seventeenth Qingming Day So I came back here again.

Grandma brought a photo album of Mom.

This is the first time...that I saw a picture of my mother when she was a child and gradually grew into a young woman.

But it's not the first time. I've seen this girl before.

In memory!

full moon night

I walked into the garden...where I used to be when I was a child. I often secretly sit and cry.

Because he had never felt the warmth of his mother's chest. My father himself only came back for holidays.

...I'm lonely...

When I cry because I'm lonely There will be a little girl. Appear in front of you

She used both hands...warm...to wipe away tears.

She always makes me laugh. Make me happy...

Then her figure would become light and fade away with a smile that would forever remain in my heart.

Now I know who you are

Today...I want to meet mom...

"Hina..."

The wind is blowing hard, the leaves are fluttering.

'Mother' at seventeen Appear in front of you

I hugged him

Absorb the warmth and transfer feelings from the depths of your heart.

"thank you"

Mother cried...tears streaming down her face.

smile gently

...and then disappeared In my embrace...

-END-

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And definitely won't abandon this board. I'll stop by from time to time to take a look ^ ^

love.

Mathira