Desolate Echo 06
Every great tree begins as a tiny seed. When the new sprout sprouts, no one can foresee whether it will become a mere bite for a wild beast, or grow into a towering giant with tangled roots and luxuriant branches and leaves.
Perhaps some individuals are destined from birth to be extraordinary, to rise to the pinnacle of their species, but the laws of nature will ultimately, over time, propel even those once-small creations to greater heights. Given time, perhaps one day, each sapling will grow into a being even more majestic than the mightiest towering tree we know. Will such a day truly come? It will. This is why they lay seeds, allowing themselves to die and decay before returning to the soil to nourish their young, rather than permanently hoarding all the nutrients they have absorbed. This isn't a pity, but a hope.
"Is the gift just this card and a special gift?"
"They've already been sent out... Miss Meibuki, are you not satisfied?"
"No, it's just that no one informed me about this."
“Uh…” The agent glanced up at you, “It’s because we couldn’t reach you, Ms. Mebuki.”
The boomerang had stabbed you. After the tour, you were so busy traveling around the country exorcising cursed spirits that you ignored everyone except your contacts in the field.
"It's my fault." You sincerely admit that the agent is right. "Who wrote the copy on the card? It doesn't sound like a greeting at all."
"Uh...it's someone from headquarters."
It’s the sponsor.
Your sponsor is being a bit too nice to you.
I fully support your tour, and I won't stop you if you say you want to reduce your activities.
Basically, you can do whatever you want.
You've only met the president once. There were no problems the last time we met... You placed the card inside the gift box. "Please arrange another meeting with President Tsukishima for me."
"When will Miss Meibuki be free?"
"I have something to do on September 10th. Any other time is fine."
"Okay, I'll make a note of that." The agent followed you out the door. "Are you leaving so soon, Miss Mebuki?"
“Is there anything else I need to take care of here?” you asked confusedly.
"Well, that..." The agent avoided the question for a long time before saying awkwardly, "We haven't seen much of Ms. Meibuki since the tour ended."
You were silent for a long time: "It's better for me to keep my distance from you guys."
"Miss Mebuki's sudden disappearance startled everyone." Miss Mebuki didn't look like a nationally famous idol. To this day, not even her real name has been revealed. There's been no negative news about her. Once off the stage, "Mebuki Yuzhi" seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, leaving no trace. He and his colleagues had long speculated that Miss Mebuki came from a reclusive, ancient family, and that the Tsukishima family was acting at the behest of the family behind Miss Mebuki... Miss Mebuki had no idea how massive the Tsukishima family was; it was nothing like living in 21st-century Japan.
"I'm so sorry. My friend was worried about my health, so he forced me back to recuperate while you weren't paying attention."
The agent waved his hand. "We are all aware of Ms. Meibuki's physical condition. You've worked very hard to complete this tour. Just like the theme of this tour, 'Miracle,' Ms. Meibuki's completion of the tour is itself a miracle."
"You're too kind. I'm not the only one on the stage. The miraculous voice is never created by me alone."
"But Miss Mebuki is the most important part of it."
Let’s stop the business bragging.
Okay? Okay.
The agent seemed to have suddenly realized something and became nervous. "Ms. Meibuki, is your reduced activity due to your health?"
"That's one reason."
"Can you tell me other reasons?"
You raised an eyebrow at him.
Are these still Japanese people with a sense of boundaries?
Seeing your expression, the agent said embarrassedly, "You can't just forget it. I was too abrupt."
"My friend said I shouldn't work so hard if I want to live a long life with her."
"I think what Miss Meibuki's friends said is absolutely right," the agent said immediately. He pushed up his glasses and said, "I think Chunlei and the others would rather Miss Meibuki take care of herself than perform. Your mere presence is enough to cheer them up."
This is why we should reduce the number of activities.
Hui's ransom has been paid, the money owed to Mei-senpai has been repaid, and the hospital construction funds... you pay a part, Wu pays a part... The Tsukishima family pays the most.
Damn capital, so rich.
No—you suddenly snapped out of it. Zenin Naobihito Maihui, the heir to the family's heirloom, was only willing to spend ten billion. Building a general hospital would cost tens of billions! Tens of billions! And it would likely cost years of operating losses.
You couldn't comprehend the reversal technique yourself, and your research depended on the help of Satoru and Nazori. However, both you and Satoru were quite busy, and your research on the reversal technique wasn't progressing quickly. You kept the details about the curse hidden, simply saying, "I have a friend," and then offered the Tsukishima family some glimmers of hope. Their censorship wasn't strict either—on reflection, the Tsukishima family had given you a lot of support and help, but it seems you took it a little too much for granted.
I just realized it now.
Your technique leaves behind a very faint residue of cursed energy, barely perceptible unless you're very careful. Of course, all of this is visible to the Six Eyes. If it were a technique with similar power, Satoru wouldn't be able to miss it.
weird.
Even though "Suigetsu" has nothing to do with the Tsukishima family, the image of "Suigetsu" still appears before your eyes.
This is also weird.
"Doctor", that's what those people called you in my memory.
Isn't Shuiyue from another world? Could it be that something ridiculous has happened, and the two worlds are merging?
This is impossible.
You just veto this.
Time travel?
This is more likely. You yourself are a time traveler.
I was so eager to save someone last time that I forgot to add their contact information. He hasn't come to your house these past few days—why do you think he can find you? Since leaving college, you've been a constant source of confusion. You don't want to be recognized on the street.
"I hope the Spring Buds can be excited about their own existence, not about me."
"That sounds like something you'd say. My next performance won't be until November... Miss Meibuki, please take care of yourself."
I can't continue chatting with Miss Meibuki! I'd like to keep chatting like this...
"Didn't you just want to take me to greet other people?"
"Ms. Mebuki's preaching was successful." The agent said with a bitter face.
"I'm not preaching." You were amused by his serious look. "That's just my personal opinion. Did you change your mind and agree with me? Is it the result of careful consideration?"
"I just think you're right... or maybe not." He seemed to be trying to formulate his words. "Idols are meant to create dreams, to be wished upon and admired. It's just that because Miss Mebuki is such a successful 'idol', there are many other things to consider."
Lately on stage, you feel like you're surrounded by craziness.
Not for the music, but for the person.
Now that your abilities have improved, you no longer want to do things the same way as before. You can play for your friends more often in the future.
"I'm not a star, so I can't make a wish. To be honest, I don't like stars."
"Huh?"
"It's a good thing to get to know Miss Meibuki better. But... how could anyone hate stars?"
"Along with the stars appeared the inky black night sky."
“But the stars can shine…” The agent didn’t understand.
"Have you ever seen stars fall?" You didn't give him a chance to answer, and said confidently, "Yes, I have."
The brightest stars in your life have fallen, leaving you with only the night sky. There is a bright sun in the night sky, but even the bright sun cannot completely drive away the shadows hidden in the darkness.
"That's all for today. We'll see you on November 22nd."
[November 22nd? Isn't that a good day for couples? Why did they choose this day specifically...]
"You haven't been to the office before now?"
"Yes. I'll leave the work to you and the other staff. Thank you for your hard work."
“It’s not hard at all,” the agent replied immediately, but only after he finished speaking did he realize that you had walked away.
"Wasn't it just 12:04? Has it been 5 minutes? Time flies so fast..." The agent didn't take this matter to heart. He had to go back to deal with matters related to the fan club.
Should I also record everything I say and do when I'm with Miss Meibuki?
The agent shook his head. Isn't that too crazy?
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