Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Then there is the situation of this Kyosuke-kun himself.

"Then, teacher, I..."

"Go, the teacher and Xiaoyuan will wait for you outside first, say everything you want to say, and then the teacher will go in."

Although I can hear it through the wall, there are some things you would rather say when you are alone, right?

Patting Sayaka on the shoulder, Zheng Yi gave a thumbs up.

"Don't hesitate, don't look away, go!"

Facing the man's encouraging gaze, the girl stretched out her hand to wrap Zheng Yi's palm on her shoulder, closed her eyes and let out a breath, the little hesitation and panic that had occupied her face just now quickly faded away in her breath.

Opening his eyes, Sayaka met those obsidian eyes again, and nodded heavily.

"Miki Sayaka, here we come!"

Watching the girl muster up the courage to turn around and open the door to enter the ward, Zheng Yi scratched his head, more or less worried in his heart.

Forget it, let the child try to deal with the child's affairs first, and can't intervene in everything.

"Normal heart, normal heart."

Muttering, Zheng Yi withdrew his gaze, turned around and leaned against the wall next to the ward, and looked at Xiao Yuan who was also leaning against him against the wall.

"Madoka, do you think you can succeed this time?"

"Maybe... Maybe it's still a bit difficult for Sayaka?"

Tilting her head uncertainly for a while, Madoka hesitated for a moment and still did not give an accurate answer, but expressed her disapproval with ambiguous words.

"Even if you said that, it seems that the kid's marathon still needs to be run for a while."

Shaking his head helplessly, Zheng Yi crossed his arms, looked up at the empty ceiling, and listened to the voices of boys and girls talking in the ward behind him.

--split line--

Walking into the ward, looking at Kyousuke who was sitting on the head of the bed looking out the window as always, Sayaka's joy before entering the door suddenly faded away.

This scene is not at all what a person with a successful operation should look like.

The courage she had learned from Zheng Yi also faded with the excitement of joy. The girl stuck out her toes and tapped the ground, but she couldn't take the first step to get close to the boy.Obviously, the distance from the door to the hospital bed was less than one meter away, but it was as far away as a school playground track. No matter how many laps you ran, you could not see the finish line in front of you. Tell her to move on.

Everything in front of me was like a bottomless abyss, stalking up, and once again grabbed the girl's body and mind.

Lowering her head, Sayaka was a little lost in thought as she looked at the beautifully packaged gift box and the rustic paper box in her hand.

Teacher, if it were you, what would you do at this time?

Taking a deep breath, as if wanting to feel Zheng Yi's temperature from the plain paper box, Sayaka tightly held the handle of the paper box, and carefully protected it in her arms, for fear of breaking it.

"Kyosuke."

Calling the boy's name softly, Sayaka hugged the cake and gift box, and slowly came to sit on the chair that became the hospital bed.It wasn't until Sayaka came to him that Kamijou Kyosuke turned his head as if he heard Sayaka's voice.

That was the expression that Sayaka had anticipated but the last thing she wanted to see.

numbness.

Kamijou Kyosuke's brows were the same as before, only the indelible numbness and unwillingness hidden in his eyes, this boy was supposed to be running in the sun at an age, but this boy had to lie on a pale hospital bed like this, looking like he was dying. decadent attitude.

Depressed and lost, like a fire that will not be extinguished under the rotten wood, it seems that a gust of stronger wind can blow it up, turn it into dust all over the sky, and sprinkle it in the unknown soil.

Looking at this face, the last trace of luck in Sayaka's heart disappeared. The hands holding the gift were as stiff as if they were stretched in the cold wind. For a while, she didn't know what to do.

"...It's here today too."

"Well, I heard from my uncle and aunt that your operation was successful, so... I'll come..."

congratulations.

—— Facing this face, Sayaka's words were stuck in her throat, but she couldn't say anything.

"...I'll come and see you."

"yes."

"Hmm, um! Look, I also brought your favorite matcha cake and this CD!"

Holding up the cake and gift box in his arms with a forced smile, Sayaka felt that he must be smiling very ugly now.

But even so, she still wanted to face Kyousuke with a smile.

Because apart from that, Sayaka really doesn't know what else he can do now.

"Look, this is the CD of the best hits by the violinist you admired the most. I found it last time at the video store we used to go to!"

Saying that, Sayaka handed out the gift box and the paper box containing the cake, wanting Kyousuke to see it.

For a girl who is only in her teens, this is her last struggle for the boy she adores.

However, Kamijou Kyosuke did not accept the two gifts that were full of the girl's last hope.

Sayaka, who had been afraid of staring at Kyousuke too much since she came in, raised her head subconsciously——

PS:

Nearly [-] words overrun

If time permits, I will try to work hard at night

But to be honest, there are not many opportunities. In order to update in advance, the report that I should complete in the afternoon has been delayed until the evening, and I don’t know if I can make it in time (death)

Well, although it's not night, it's still customary

good night

Chapter 44: The Assault As Promised

In Sayaka's memory, the boy Kamijou Kyosuke was always so gentle and gentle.When the boys around him were childishly running around, that little figure stood alone in a backlit corner, accompanied by only a delicate violin and the endless music.

Because of her boyish character, Sayaka was treated as a tomboy by the people around her since she was a child. Even her parents often joked that she was like a knight around Madoka, always guarding her childhood sweetheart, the beautiful princess day and night. unharmed.

Even Sayaka himself never refuted this point.

Because she is really willing to protect Madoka as a knight, even if the price is her life-body action is always faster than thinking, Miki Sayaka's friendship with Madoka does not need to be judged by anyone. The natural act of recklessness is enough to prove everything.

But even Sayaka like this has the feeling of being a girl.

If possible, she also imagined that she could take off her armor and battle skirt, put down the sharp sword she was holding tightly in her hand, put on a beautiful dress, and hand the palm of her hand to the prince's.

Kyousuke on the stage is the most shining prince in Sayaka Miki's heart.

But one day, the prince fell off his tall white horse and never got up again.

In his memory, Kyousuke used to avoid her crying alone, and also avoided her crazily torturing his legs in the rehabilitation center.The nurse even told Sayaka cryptically that Kyousuke had secretly opened the window in the dead of night several times, but was stopped by the night nurses and did not really commit suicide.

But no matter how unreasonable Kyousuke is in the mouth of those nurses, Kyousuke in front of Sayaka will try his best to contain the unwillingness and mania in his eyes. Although he seldom responds, he can always sit quietly and listen to Sayaka's story Interesting things that happened to her one day.

From Sayaka's point of view, it seems that this can relieve the pain in Kyousuke's heart a little bit, so that he won't be so depressed all day long, and it can bring him some vigor and vitality.

——What kind of self-satisfaction is this, Miki Sayaka.

Looking at the face in front of him that was almost burnt out by resentment and resentment, Sayaka's mind went blank.It was as if something was slowly but forcefully grabbing her limbs from behind, something icy was climbing up the girl's back little by little, penetrating through the flesh and blood and piercing into the bone marrow.It was as if an invisible sharp blade cut the girl named Sayaka Miki from the middle, and then poured a lot of filth into her body like dumping garbage, and the sense of body was moving away from her , The usually vigorous figure can't even move a finger.

Only the obscurity and emotion surging in the chest wrapped Sayaka's spirit, keeping the girl's brain always awake, and did not fall into the haze along with the distant perception.

But now, Sayaka would rather just lose consciousness along with the stiffness of her body.

At least in this way, she doesn't have to face the hateful face in front of her.

No need to face the coming storm.

"...Sayaka."

What?Kyousuke?

The words to answer have already emerged in my mind, but my throat just doesn't listen to it.

Sayaka couldn't make any sound, so she could only follow the sound and stare blankly at the boy she admired in front of her.

"Sayaka, is this a prank on me?"

mischief?What are you talking about, Kyousuke, why... I don't understand...

Like the surface of the sea where a storm is coming, something is slowly condensing in this small ward between the boy and the girl.Sayaka could feel that unwarranted thing hovering between him and Kyousuke, and the whirling of that thing became increasingly intense, so that Sayaka's skin even began to produce an inexplicable tingling sensation.

"Why do you still give me this thing now? Is it to make me sad on purpose?"

Because, because Kyousuke doesn't love music that much?

"Is that all you want to show off in front of me! Show off that you can still sing and play?!!"

Varied--

The boy's deep and hoarse voice suddenly rose, and the boy's hoarse scolding reverberated in the small ward. The voice was like a heavy hammer, hitting Sayaka's chest mercilessly.

On the sea, the first thunder sounded.

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain was approaching.

"I don't want to listen to any music anymore. I can only listen to the music and can't play it myself. I can only listen to others playing it like this. I, I-"

Facing the hands that Sayaka couldn't take back, facing the gift and cake that carried the girl's love, the boy suddenly raised his right hand that couldn't be played again——

"So far."

The same hand, a thick palm that Sayaka was familiar with stretched out from behind the girl, and stopped Kyousuke's right hand forcefully but steadily.

Then another palm came from behind, skipped Sayaka's forehead hair, and gently pressed it against the girl's forehead.

warmth.

The temperature transmitted from that palm was just right, neither hot nor cold, just like the warm sun falling from the top of the head during a spring outing, pulling the girl's consciousness back into Sayaka's body little by little.That palm was so wide that it more or less covered the girl's eyes while pressing against her forehead.Like a towering and resolute barrier, it silently separated the fire and hatred aimed at the girl outside, pushing her back gently but stubbornly.

Up to the back, there was a reassuring touch and temperature.

Those were the hands that pulled the girl out of danger several times.

That was the indelible sense of stability branded in Sayaka's heart.

That is……

"It's not a gentleman's behavior to be angry with a woman who is willing to pay for you for no reason, Kyousuke-kun."