I have become accustomed to spending every moment with Sakura, and I have also become accustomed to living a life of working hard for Sakura.

In the end, you get used to it and are easily unwilling to focus your eyes and energy on others.

In the end, I get used to it and don't want to stop and do something for myself.

"Nako, I've always been like a faceless man, with only Chihiro in my eyes following Sakura. I thought this unchanging relationship could last until the end.

But...this world is always changing quietly, and when it reaches the point where it can infect people's hearts, these become decadent and useless. I want to get out of the comfort zone that has always constrained me, but I can't help

I am the one who breaks this shackles, I..."

Taki lowered his head, and his face with no trace of joy or anger faced the earth. His trembling body was faintly visible, just like the teeth biting his lips. He was working so hard.

He kept saying this and thinking that in the past few years, he had done a lot for Sakura for no reason.

While he was convincing himself, only Sakura could make him willing to do this. This was helpless and without asking for anything in return.

He has always played a perfect role in the hearts of others, doing his best in every aspect and maintaining such a body until now.

Why can't I be more serious and be practical for myself?

Why can't you think about what you really want?

Every moment and every second that passes by, those missed moments that are so ridiculous that even I forget what I have done during this time, and all kinds of regrets gradually emerge in my mind.

Now, the sound of the evening breeze and the faint sound of crops swaying in the fields are intertwined and woven together at a certain moment.

Suddenly, I discovered that in my dark inner world, my damaged appearance had already developed tiny cracks, which were breaking open little by little.

Until, the brighter and brighter white fills everything.

Immediately afterwards, he felt two lines of hot things overflowing from his eyes, which were his own tears.

Even when I encountered the fire in the orphanage, I never shed tears.

There was no so-called heart-rending scream, just an uncontrollable slight tremor in the body.

The tears could not be suppressed, passing through the eyes that could no longer hold them, and flowed out of the pupils.

"Taki-san, Arigado, although we can't often date like ordinary lovers, but... the life of ordinary people has never been what I want. I think we can still get along as we did before, when we first met when we were young.

Mr. Akimoto said that I am destined to stand on the stage and shine, and grandma said the same about me. So, in the future, I hope that Taki-san can find a new life for himself."

I have forgotten that day, when Sakura said these words to herself, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

The birds were chirping around the two of them. At that time, it seemed that there was no one else around except them.

I have never been willing to recall the scene of that day. In Taki's memory, it was like a movie made with all the sadness in the world.

There were countless cherry blossom trees on both sides of the road. The howling wind blew on those trees, and they all bent down and rushed toward me, lowering their heads.

Standing in front of the separated platform, the cherry blossoms in the sky fell wantonly, so that the uneven railway tracks were all pink and white.

On the day we separated, the temperature was still heart-warming.

The light blue above the sky looks clear and ethereal, as if it had been modified by computer software.

But... this clear and ethereal feeling seems like God is mocking itself.

Takiichi often thinks about whether the cherry blossoms will still bloom.

Just like him, it is difficult to face anything new.

At that moment, the train left his eyes, and Sakura's hair stuck out of the window, just like the cherry blossoms falling all over the sky. This was the last beauty that existed before leaving.

At that time, I felt that when I came back that day, the weather was cool, and when I was sitting on the tram going home, the windows quickly turned white.

On the way home from driving, the bumps and bumps of the tires spinning under my feet seemed so small and helpless, when there was no one else in the car except myself.

Takiichi stared out the window at the high-rise glass windows that came in. The dazzling white light made the air surrounding him seem to be squeezed.

It's like losing the job you've held for many years and suddenly disappearing, and you have to find one as soon as possible. This feeling of anxiety arises during this period.

The feeling of being alone is very unpleasant.

This kind of feeling was like panic, occupying every cell in the body. It was the first time that I had welcomed a person.

Even though there are other important people around me, their role in my heart cannot be compared to Sakura's existence.

"Why is it like this... In order for her to devote herself wholeheartedly to her stage dream, she has to give up too much of herself."

I clearly have places I want to go in my heart. Many of them were recorded in my mind after discussions with her in the past. I have even calculated the plan many times, but now I can't go.

He always forced himself to take his body to other places, like a bastard. Taki thought that if one day, he could stand upright with her in front of anyone.

"The entertainment industry in Sakura Country is really annoying."

Clenching his fists hard, Takiyi lowered his head. He once purely thought that if time could be frozen, he would not be afraid of the sight of people around him.

He wanted to see the cherry blossoms blooming again with Sakura... The physical and mental exhaustion and the warmth in the car made him fall asleep quickly.

After falling asleep full of frustration, Taki had a dream that was made up of many fragmented scenes, pieced together and woven together.

On the one hand, I want to pull away my consciousness quickly, but on the other hand, I can't extricate myself because of the wonderful comfort.

I have forgotten whether I had my eyes open or closed in this dream.

Even if I feel that some scenes are what I look forward to the most, I don’t know that they are actually just part of the dream.

Only after I woke up, what I still remembered in my mind was a bright stage shrouded in gorgeous purple lights.

Takiichi stood under the stage, holding a glaring and reflective microphone in his hand and a script and raised his head.

On the electronic screen behind him, the words "National Producer" slowly scrolled.

The stage slowly rose to a height of more than half a meter, surrounded by many girls wearing pink and white school uniforms.

When Sakura was surrounded by colorful lights and falling petals, she waved her right hand, turned around and gave herself the brightest smile.

Then, the left and right hands that were slowly lowered, the overlapping of the index finger and the middle finger, were obviously a diamond-shaped structure, but when she curled her fingers, it turned into a heart-shaped transmission.

Although there was a distance, Sakura looked back and her hair was swaying in her ears.

The soft touch and sweet smell that often reminded him of it still stirred up faint ripples in Takiichi's heart.

Because it was a dream, I didn’t know what kind of state I was in at that time.

Takiichi's breath blew along with Sakura's hair.

The petals floating down all around were like clouds gradually becoming thinner.
Chapter completed!