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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 44: Rainy Season
Suguru: You can't expect this b*stard to be a human being.

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May to July was the rainy season in Japan.

It's early summer in Japan. The summer monsoon blown from the warm sea, carried a large amount of water vapor. The warm air mass and the cold air mass converge. Except for the Hokkaido area that was not affected, other areas on the island would be affected by the severe weather.

There seemed to be a big hole in the sky, and violent rainwater fell from the sky, flowing on the streets, and washing the filth into the sewers.

The air was moist and thick, and the fog was heavy.

Summer was a disaster-prone season in Japan. During the plum rain season, dark clouds cover the sky and continuous rain occurred. Excessive precipitation caused frequent floods. Excessive summer monsoons and rapidly changing weather conditions cause typhoons.

The frequent occurrence of natural disasters caused people to panic, and the overflow of negative emotions breeds cursed spirits.

Recently in small towns, some small cursed spirits could be seen hugging their knees, sitting on the wet ground, muttering, "Why doesn't it stop raining?"

Negative emotions of irritability and anxiety rushed over his face, and Yayoi tightened his grip on the umbrella handle.

The little cursed spirit was sitting under the eaves with its knees in its arms, its body and face distorted. It was constructed purely from negative emotions, extreme, stubborn, and twisted emotions. He muttered to himself, feeling aggrieved and lonely like a child. The curse it exuded was mixed with strong negative emotions, making Yayoi feel very uncomfortable.

On the last day of the rainy season in Saitama Prefecture, Satoru and Suguru ran to Yayoi's house soaked to the skin. They looked like they had just been fished out of the water.

They were soaked to the skin, and water was still dripping from the corners of their clothes, formed small puddles on the ground.

Floods were caused by excessive rainfall in the suburbs near Saitama Prefecture. The floods rolled down the mountains, picked up soil and sand, and turned into mudslides. The area affected by the disaster was quite large, and a considerable number of houses were swallowed up by the roaring rainwater. .

After the local disaster relief operations were completed, the sand on the mountain began to roll down frequently, and mixed with the falling rain, it became a new flood.

A nearby window detected that it was the cursed spirit that caused the new floods.

Exorcising the cursed spirit was actually not the most difficult part. The difficult part was the local people and the harsh climate. After all, two people could not control the natural climate. It rained for several days in a row, and the negative emotions among the people became more intense, so the two high school boys went to the mountains and countryside to exorcise the cursed spirits in the pouring rain. Their conscientiousness and responsibilities can be regarded as a model of labor.

After the mission was completed, because the mission location was not far from Yayoi's home and only two stations away, the local situation was not optimistic due to flooding, and a large area of infrastructure needed to be rebuilt. It was really not suitable for rest, so Satoru dragged Suguru, took the bus for two stops.

Satoru sneezed, and his rain-soaked hair lay on his head obediently. The white-haired boy shook his hair, as if he was shaking his body after taking a bath, trying to get rid of it like a white cat cleaning water from its body.

The two high school boys were soaked, and Yayoi brought them a change of clothes.

Satoru took the clothes and went directly into Yayoi's bedroom without thinking. He used the bathroom in her room with skillful movements. After taking a bath, he got directly into the bed of Yayoi's room with wet and dripping hair. He kicked off his slippers, closed his eyes, kicked his legs, smashed his mouth, muttered "I'm so exhausted", and fell asleep.

Suguru Geto was stunned, Suguru Geto was shocked.

His movements were so skillful and his attitude was so natural. It was obvious what bad things this dog did during the few days he stayed at Yayoi's house. Suguru said that he had never seen such a shameless person before.

The quilt smelled of sticky orange soda, and the wind chime by the window kept spinning in the wind. The glass shell was still stained with crystal water drops, and the ringing sound was quiet and beautiful.

Yayoi poked Satoru's face, and the touch felt surprisingly good. The white hair rubbed her delicate face affectionately. Satoru's facial features were relatively soft, and his eyelashes were long, as if sprinkled with a handful of white snow. With even and rhythmic breathing, he trembled slightly, like slender cherry blossom branches with snow trembling gently in the wind.

Satoru closed his eyes, slapped Yayoi's hand away, and turned over.

Cats were like masters. They were like this when they were furry and impatient. After stretching out their little paws to slap people away, they turn over and continue to sleep.

"Gojo." Yayoi shook the person on the bed.

The cat on the bed turned over impatiently and opened his blue eyes. Those eyes were full of dissatisfaction after being disturbed from sleep, and seemed a little cold.

"You're so annoying." Satoru's voice turned cold, "I want to sleep."

"Blow dry your hair first." Yayoi was not intimidated by him, but took out the hair dryer on the bedside table, "The bed was wet, so it must be uncomfortable to sleep."

Really uncomfortable.

Satoru's brows moved, he looked at the wet pillow, and reluctantly got up.

"Blow it for me." Satoru said as if he was cheating.

Yayoi took away the water-stained pillow on the bed and turned on the hair dryer. She turned on the lowest setting and blew Satoru's hair. Satoru rested his chin on her shoulder and dozed off amidst the whistling wind.

The wind was warm, and the smell in the nose was also warm.

Heavy sleepiness swept over his mind, and his eyelids became heavy. Satoru's eyelids began to fight, and finally he couldn't resist the sleepiness and closed his eyes.

Under Yayoi's command, Suguru took out a new pillow from the cupboard, put on the pillow case and put it on the bedside. After blowing Satoru's hair, the white cat rubbed her neck twice and closed his eyes, slowly climbed onto the bed.

Yayoi covered him with a quilt, and Satoru murmured a few words before falling asleep. After tucking him in, she closed the door and gave her room to the very tired cat. Yayoi and Suguru walked out of the room together.

After walking out of the room, Yayoi touched the area on her neck where Satoru had rubbed her. Her neck was a little sore and numb, and Satoru's breath seemed to still linger on it.

Suguru spoke subconsciously, "Sorry, Yayoi-chan, Satoru he..."

Yayoi looked at the heavy dark circles under Suguru's eyes and interrupted him, "You should also go and take a nap."

Suguru wanted to say no.

Yayoi interrupted him with a fierce look on her face, "Anyway, you two are sleeping together.

It's okay to sleep with two people".

Suguru: "..."

Yayoi: "It's not good to stay up late, you will die suddenly."

Suguru: "..."

During the rainy season, natural disasters occur frequently across Japan. The number of cursed spirits increases sharply. Sorcerers everywhere were extremely busy. Even students from the two jujutsu colleges in Tokyo and Kyoto were frequently taken out to serve as young labor, especially these two special-grade students with high combat power. After completing a task, the next task would be received by email on their mobile phone. The two minors were suddenly caught up in the busyness of corporate slave non-stop.

The two of them really didn't sleep well during this period. Suguru's condition was better than Satoru's. When he was too tired, he could still squint for a while, but Satoru couldn't.

Satoru has Six Eyes, and because of it, he was the kind of person who had trouble falling asleep. Among the three first-year students, his sleep quality was the worst. Six Eyes was a passive skill. It's absorbing information from the surroundings all the time. The more people gather, the more information flow he absorbed. He had hardly slept in the past few days.

"It will turn into a panda." Yayoi was very serious. She raised her hands and placed her index finger and thumb in two circles on her eyes to demonstrate the appearance of dark circles.

Yayoi's last words reminded Suguru of the national treasures of a large Eastern country across the sea. The dark circles under their eyes were indeed cute on them, but not necessarily on humans.

The guest room of Yayoi's house had always been empty. During the big day cleaning, Yayoi and her mother cleaned the guest room and put a dust cover over it. The quilt in the cupboard also had been exposed to the sun that day.

The guest room was a Japanese-style room with some age. When Yayoi and her mother moved here, they changed the tatami on the floor. There was no dust on the tatami. It was clean and spacious. The window of the room was next to the window of Yayoi's room.

Suguru tried not to move anything in the house, but made a sleeping area on the tatami.

Yayoi took out the quilt and quilt cover from the cupboard. The high-stacekd quilt covered Yayoi's face.

"I can just do it myself." Suguru took the quilt with a smile and spread it on the tatami.

After the bed was made, Yayoi closed the door of the Japanese room. It was quiet in the Japanese room, and there were soft chirping of birds outside the window. The rainy season was over, and the sunlight streamed in from outside the wooden window frame.

Suguru was more tired than he thought. As soon as he touched the quilt and smelled the faint smell of the sun in the quilt, he fell asleep. The irritability caused by the frequent tasks in the past few days melted away little by little in the gentle sunshine.

Satoru slept soundly, muting his cell phone and sleeping until the afternoon of the same day.

At the magic moment, the clouds outside were gorgeous, and there seemed to be fire burning in the clouds, burning from the east to the west. The golden glow split the red clouds, and the golden glow overflowed.

Satoru fumbled around on the bed a few times and found his cell phone. The white-haired boy rubbed his groggy eyes and opened the cell phone. There were several missed calls and emails. After opening them, most of them were from Yaga, and there were two from Shoko.

Satoru covered his head with a quilt and wanted to continue sleeping. The smell of orange soda entered his nose silently. Only then did he realize that this didn't seem to be his room.

Satoru opened the quilt, and the clothes and pants under the quilt were all still there. Except that they were a little messy due to sleep, there was nothing abnormal.

ーWell, I'm sure, I'm still pure.

The white cat hugged the quilt cautiously.

Satoru looked around again. The halo of rosy clouds filtered in from the window sill, and the green branches and leaves of the cherry tree outside the window were dripping with water.

Satoru: "..."

ーThis room looked familiar.

Looks familiar, this was the redhead's room.

Satoru sniffed, and the quilt smelled faintly of orange, fresh and moderately sweet.

He kind of liked the taste.

As soon as the two of them walked out of the room, they turned their heads and caught each other's gaze.

Satoru hadn't spoken yet. Suguru stretched out and slept well. Compared with Tokyo, the town where Yayoi's family lived was quiet and peaceful. At most, there were only bells ringing when bicycles passed by outside the courtyard. The crisp sound echoed in the sky after the rain and the sky was clear, and the small town below was quiet and peaceful.

"Why am I in the redhead's room?" Satoru, a confused cat, asked in his soul.

Suguru felt that he must have been exhausted these past few days and rolled his eyes at him, "You ran in by yourself."

After taking a shower, you fell asleep on someone else's bed like a sleepwalker.

Satoru: "..."

The memory slowly came back. He not only occupied Yayoi's room and occupied her bed, but also attacked the redhead.

Hiss-

What should I do if I feel a little guilty?

In order to make up for the mistakes he made before, Satoru decided to treat Yayoi to his favorite crepe restaurant in Takeshita Street, Tokyo.

"Why is it what you like to eat?" Suguru made a soul-searching question, shouldn't he buy the dessert she liked to eat when he apologizes?

"I suddenly want to eat." Satoru said confidently.

Suguru: "..."

Nothing to say.

The dinner that night was still served at Yayoi's house. Yayoi's mother was not at home. Rainfalls became more frequent during the rainy season, and her mother's work also became a bit more frequent. By the way, Yayoi cooked the dinner, and Suguru helped, unlike Master Gojo was slumped on the sofa.

Suguru felt that we couldn't expect this bitch to be a human being.

The red sun was setting in the west and night was falling. Yaha made a series of calls to the two boys, yelling at them to go back to the high school. The two boys enjoyed their dinner leisurely and then slowly set off back to the high school.

After the rainy season, midsummer arrived as expected, with a scorching heat wave and cicadas chirping. Sparrows run to the shade of the trees to enjoy the coolness. The cherry trees in the courtyard are lush and green, and the vibrant green seems to be dripping with water.

In mid-July, when the sound of cicadas was at its loudest, the summer vacation at Urami East Middle School began.

Yayoi was sent to a summer camp organized by the school for outdoor development training by her mother.

Yayoi was a little redhead who liked to hang out with her mother. There were only one person who could be said to be friend, Misako.

Misako was ordered by her parents to move back to Tokyo last winter. In other words, there was no one in school who could even be called a friend by Yayoi.

Her mother was always worried that Yayoi would be lonely because she couldn't make friends. Her daughter was confused and would only hang around people she thoughts were important, just like a cat only hung around its owner.

"You have to learn to make friends," Haruna said to Yayoi, "otherwise you will be lonely."

Yayoi tilted her head, "I won't be lonely if my mother is here."

There were also Misako and Sister Shoko, and worst of all, Satoru and Suguru.

Mom was stunned for a moment, but when she came to her senses, she just smiled. Many years later, when Yayoi recalled it, she found that the smile was bitter.

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• Omake •

#13 y.o Yayoi:
Mom > Gojo the Cat = Tangerine > Shoko > Satoru = Suguru

#25 y.o Yayoi:
Yuji = Gojo the Cat > Shoko > Satoru

Shoko: You are so miserable as a person. [light up a cigarette and watch Gojo.jpg]



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