The sound of dirt.

The finale was briefly interrupted.

"Matsue." Akai Shuichi walked under the tree, looked up steadily, and said calmly, "I found you."

The silhouette of the tree was reflected in his olive green eyes.

The blond young man was wrapped in a field of soft pink and white flowers, and his neatly groomed face looked even more beautiful than usual.

He smiled with his eyebrows curved, and his expression was lively, as if he was playing hide-and-seek with him.

But those thin, blood-stained fingers were holding a cold gun.

The gun was not pointed at Shuichi Akai, but it was far more terrifying than if it was pointed at him.

Even though he had already realized it in his heart, Shuichi Akai still felt indescribable bitterness and sorrow.

[Don’t you want a future anymore? ]

"Ah... Akai-kun, I didn't expect you to find me."

Songjiang Shigure lowered his head slightly, his cobalt blue eyes full of his figure: "Are you going to stop me?"

Akai Shuichi curled his fingers and said calmly: "They are still waiting for you to come back."

--Me too.

Songjiang Shigure smiled and said, "I thought you knew that this was impossible."

Akai Shuichi: "Shiho has contacted the American experts. She followed Morobushi Kagemitsu to the base to look for information today. She hasn't slept well for several days."

The young man's expression was stunned.

Shuichi Akai: "Furugaya Rei and his gang are still looking for you. That guy almost knocked the gangster's brains out with red eyes."

Songjiang Shigure couldn't help but laugh: "It's not that exaggerated, right?"

Akai Shuichi also said: "I met Vodka, he still remembered the promise to take you to see the cherry blossoms."

Matsue Shigure: “He…”

"And Jinpei Matsuda—they're still looking for you at that base."

"Where's Hagiwara-kun? Pointing a gun at him was a plan, but I think you want to say a few words to him, right?"

“…Don’t say that.”

"And me." The black-haired man tilted his head back and looked into the cobalt blue eyes that were filled with sadness. "I, Akai Shuichi."

"Ahem, stop talking!"

Akai Shuichi chuckled and said, "It's already this late, let me finish my story."

He put his hand on his chest, as if swearing, and said loudly: "I like you."

“…”

The whole world was silent; the only sound was the wind blowing, which blew up countless petals and dropped them on Akai Shuichi's hair and collar.

Shuichi Akai tilted his head and looked at the young man who was trembling slightly.

His heart was calm yet confused. No heartbeats flashed through his mind, and he did not feel ashamed or nervous about confessing his feelings. However, the word "family" involuntarily emerged in his mind.

Shuichi Akai cares deeply about his family. He initially joined the FBI to search for his missing father, Tsutomu Akai, and later went to Japan to secretly protect his younger brother and sister.

The words that came out of my mouth in front of the operating room were already as heavy as a thousand pounds.

[Can you stay for me?] he wanted to say.

The smile on the blond young man's face disappeared. He coughed softly, and the blood that he had no time to swallow slid down the corner of his lips and dripped onto the ground.

"No." He seemed to have heard Akai Shuichi's voice and responded hoarsely, "Don't say it, Akai Shuichi, don't say it."

"...My wish has come true." He murmured vaguely, "Look, this is a beautiful cherry blossom forest, just in this season, in this scenic area."

"I've seen it..."

"I just want to go home."

"Don't ask me to stay now."

Shuichi Akai felt as if the drop of blood had fallen on his heart. He opened his mouth, but for a moment his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

"You have a family." He paused, then said, "We can all be your family."

“It’s different.”

The young man, who was smiling when he decided to shoot, was now in tears.

Tears fell from his eyes, and he was extremely bitter: "Ahem... oh, this time is different."

"There is nothing we can do."

Can he really determine in what form he will return to this world?

Will he really have a chance to see these people again?

If he chooses to stay, how can he use this body to hold everyone together and prolong his life?

There were too many uncertainties. All he could do was to end everything in a casual manner, just like the last time they met.

【We cannot transcend our own dreams. 】

[You can't cross the distance of the world. 】

Shuichi Akai reached out his hand, trying to wipe away his tears, but could only brush away the air.

He saw the pinholes on Matsue Shigure's wrist and instantly understood why he couldn't survive.

He has overdrawn too many miracles, and the price secretly marked by fate has come to be repaid.

——I am late.

Shuichi Akai thought bitterly in his heart that maybe he shouldn't have come.

It made people cry...

Songjiang Shigure's tears were boiling hot.

He cried breathlessly like a wronged child, his hair and clothes were in a mess again, and the blood and tears became indistinguishable.

But he still didn't let go of the gun.

Shuichi Akai held back his falling tears and saw the scraps of paper scattered on the ground.

He squatted down and picked up one of the pieces. On it was a plump round breast with its dark eyes looking at him.

"Akai Shuichi." Matsue Shigure called him with a thick nasal voice, "Go now."

"I'm not leaving."

"Then... I'll take you away." The extremely calm FBI agent always catches the weak spot in the heart. He said softly, "Quietly, don't let them know."

"Then turn around and face away from me."

Young people who like to wear their hair in a braid on weekdays and play with their braids when they have nothing to do are most concerned about their appearance.

But he didn't want to wait to die because it really hurt.

Shuichi Akai felt like he couldn't breathe. This irreversible tragedy weighed heavily on his back, making it difficult for him to move.

He stood up with great difficulty, his lips trembling for a few times before he said in a low voice, "Okay."

He took two steps back, and the soles of his shoes made a rustling sound as they touched the grass.

He raised his head, the only thing in his sight was the bird sitting on the treetop.

—without turning around.

The young man's pupils drooped, and the smile he had at the beginning was gone. He raised his gun and was about to walk towards the ending he had chosen amidst the cherry blossoms.

Shuichi Akai pursed his lips tightly, his nails digging into the palms of his hands, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

He suddenly reacted -

Matsue Shigure's wish was not fulfilled.

Until now, he still has not seen the sea of ​​cherry blossoms that he has been looking forward to.

The pink and white sea was magnificent, but it seemed like a bubble, disappearing early in the past youth.

"Bang--!"

Like a loud song in the wilderness, the sound of gunfire was loud and distant, and suddenly a swirling hurricane arose, scattering cherry blossoms all over the sky. A snow-white bird was startled and flew into the sky with its wings flapping.

The figure was wrapped in his unfulfilled wishes, falling to the ground bit by bit, with blood and bitter tears.

He has no future.

Shuichi Akai suddenly moved, as if he had really turned into a silver bullet, crossing over everything that stood between the two of them.

He caught the bird that finally came to rest in the pink sea of ​​cherry blossoms.

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The author has something to say:

The short life of "Songjiang Shigure" has come to an end. There will be more to come later! I hope you won't abandon me!!