Thinking of what the elder had taught him over the years, Hirai Takiichi sighed.

"Later, it became even more impossible, because after my relationship with her was sorted out, I developed an instinctive rejection of the entertainment industry in Sakura Country.

Perhaps, one day in the future, I may try to work in the entertainment industry, but now..."

The current Hirai Takiichi is like a crossroads in the depths with no idea of ​​where the end is.

Even people whose hearts are in chaos and who can't find the direction to move forward want to put things in order again unless they find the next goal to take their place.

Munehiro Tanabe seemed to notice this, holding the teacup in his hand and taking a sip.

"Takiichi-kun has too many distracting thoughts in his mind. Perhaps the high-pressure life in the past left you with a lack of opportunities to relax.

I remember when we were on the red leaf trail, Taki Kazu-kun said that in a few days, it will be Taki Kazu-kun’s 19th birthday, right?”

Hirai Taki nodded, March 24.

After thinking about the time, today is March 19th, and he has been away from home for almost two days.

"I have also experienced such a confused stage in the past, when I was looking for a job after graduating from college. At that time, it was like being in a cage and being evicted suddenly one day.

You feel that you are free, but you don't know where to go in the future while you are free.

Later, I became an ordinary club member and lived a boring life every day. Then one day, I found that I could not concentrate on the things in front of me.

I quit my job, took a trip, met many different people, and finally ended up here."

"After celebrating his 19th birthday, Takiichi-kun might as well give it a try and go to more places that he has never been to before.

Only unfamiliar things will make us take the initiative to think and explore.

If you don't take the initiative to let yourself go and get in touch with new things, Takiichi-kun will never know where his future lies."

The words Munehiro Tanabe said to him before he stood up and left echoed in his ears, and Takiichi fell into deep thought.

Basically, in the communication between the two parties, Takiichi is talking and the other party is listening.

In the past, Hirai Takichi often heard that people from different professions like to come to temples in their spare time, talk to monks, and then just give some incense money as a thank you.

Fundamentally speaking, what you gain from talking to a monk with real talents and knowledge is far better than talking to a psychiatrist.

The biggest gap between the two professions is that many monks have insights into life.

They have seen through every aspect of the world, and the answers they give to your doubts are as precious as gold, but they are clear in just one point.

This kind of effect cannot be achieved by ordinary psychiatrists.

Most people will feel psychological rejection when facing a psychiatrist before contacting them, but this may not be the case when facing a monk.

"Go to some places you've never been to, see some cultural scenery you've never seen before, get in touch with more people, and open your heart?"

Hot water vapor was still emitting from the edge of the cup, and the meditation hall was extremely quiet in the afternoon.

Most of the monks in the monastery have gone back to their rooms to rest.

After Tanabe Munehiro left, Takiichi was the only one left in this area.

Takiichi drank the tea brewed by Tanabe Munehiro himself, looked at the sketch paper that was taken out and placed on the table, and fell into a state of emptiness.

As the deputy abbot, Tanabe Munehiro cannot always be with him. In a small temple, there are many things waiting for him to handle and arrange.

Especially in the days when the real host, Mr. Tanabe Kenwa, was away, Hirai Takichi was naturally very grateful to be able to spare time to receive him.

For a moment, Takiichi had the idea of ​​staying here for a few more days.

No worries, no joy or sorrow.

The feeling of being completely isolated from the outside world and concentrating on cultivating the body and mind seems pretty good at the moment.

Finally, I don’t know how long I kept this posture.

Takiichi walked out of the room and sat on the wooden floor outside the door.

The floors here are very wide. He doesn't know what material they are made of, but they must be of good quality and there are not many signs of decay on them.

After taking out his pencil and sharpening it, he looked up at the eaves above his head.

It is very long, and this type of dry landscape courtyard is not considered large in Japanese-style architecture.

But it makes people feel that there is an inexplicable pattern in the number here and the ground made of small stones in the courtyard.

“What a beautiful scenery.”

Looking at the many camellias blooming beside a well not far away, and the afternoon sun shining on his body, Takiichi felt particularly comfortable, and his heart felt unprecedentedly quiet.

"Shuashuashua..."

Throughout the afternoon, Takiichi sat here and drew several sketches. He often used this method to calm his mind.

One drawing after another is scattered on the wooden board.

When Taki stopped writing in his hand, he realized that what he saw in front of him, as well as the surrounding scenery, grass, clothes, bricks and tiles, had all been painted by him.

"I didn't expect that the afternoon would pass so quickly."

Put down the drawing board, stood up and stretched out to move his somewhat stiff body.

If you really get serious and focus on one thing, time will play tricks on you.

It will take advantage of your trance to speed up the passage of time and leave you behind.

So much so that when I came back to my senses, I felt a sense of long-lasting sadness and trance.

Descending from the steps made of wooden planks, Hirai Taki touched the wallet he just took from his backpack and prepared to find a place to eat.

Tanabe Munehiro entertained him at noon, but this did not mean that the other party would certainly entertain him at night.

Takiichi asked himself, he is not that thick-skinned yet.

As night approaches, Ikkyuji Temple becomes more mysterious.

This may be because all the tourists who visited the temple have left. After five o'clock, Takiichi knows that no new tourists will be admitted anywhere in the temple.

In the room, it took a few minutes to take off the clothes on my body and put on the dark blue kimono that the monks in the temple had loosened long ago.

Stepping on the wooden shoes provided by the temple, Taki took a look at the map given by the little sister Wu Bai. At noon, under the hospitality of Tanabe Munuhiro, he barely ate eight cents full.

Meat-free and oil-free food will not last long in keeping you full after all.

After spending an entire afternoon focusing on it, I feel so exhausted.

Probably only during the day, the soba noodles introduced by little sister Wubai can relieve the pain.

Hoo ho ho....

Waves of cool wind blew by.

Without the sunshine in the afternoon, the gentle breeze at night began to caress the earth heartily.

The wind speed increased little by little, causing the petals of several cherry blossom trees planted by monks in the courtyard to slowly fall from the branches...

"The speed at which cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second. Are the cherry blossoms in Shibuya also five centimeters per second?

From Kyoto Prefecture to Shibuya, Tokyo, it is no longer a distance that you can just take a train to meet if you want to meet. This feeling is really uncomfortable ~ Sakura...."

In front of the silent meditation hall, Takiyi clasped his hands behind his back like a statue and suddenly sighed.

There are too many complicated emotions in this sigh.

More than ten meters away, a pretty little figure stood there.
Chapter completed!