About the fact that I accidentally turned my sister into a cripple

Chapter 2 The end of the present, perhaps the starting point
Seeing the transparent font gradually dimming in front of her eyes, Sakakihara tried to revive the interface, but just like a month ago, there was no movement.

"We'll have to wait another day."

He was not surprised by this result. He had waited for a month, so why would he care about this day?
Putting Tianhai Jiuliuli's student ID card in his hand into his trouser pocket, he raised his head and looked at the scene of the city fading away from the tram window.

Among the lush cherry trees, thoughts drifted to the distance.

Sakakihara Raku, who died that year, was reborn in a small family in the Japanese countryside.

His father is a dishonest countryman, but his mother is a well-known pretty girl in the village.

In the countryside, because he always wanted to work in the big city, his parents brought him and his sister to Tokyo to work ten years ago.

My mother became a restaurant server and my father continued as his maintenance electrician.

Although the family of four has no money and no status in Tokyo, they are still passable.

It's just that my father's habit of drinking has never been changed. He always likes to get drunk at night, and when he comes home, the family can't sleep well at night.

He is neither a good nor a bad person.

Hobbies are drinking, pachinko, and horse racing.

One of my favorites is drinking.

Even if there is only 500 yen left in his trouser pocket, he has to spend it all to buy a can of beer.

He even borrowed the 100 yen pocket money that his mother gave to the siblings with the excuse that "children don't need pocket money".

At that time, my father patted his chest and vowed to the two brothers and sisters: I will give you 1000 yen to buy takoyaki tomorrow!
But Pachinko would not reason with him.

The 1000 yen is gone, and neither is the takoyaki.

On the night my mother went out to look for him, he even bought the rice balls for dinner with coins picked out from under the vending machine with wooden sticks.

When I went to work the next day, I had to deduct a few hundred yen from my three-year-old daughter for lunch.

Colleagues laughed at him for having to live off his daughter who didn't even go to kindergarten.

Alas. I don't know if it's because my father has been unlucky all his life. Who would have expected that just two months later, he encountered something that ordinary people would never encounter in their lifetime.

It was mid-July and he had just been paid.

When passing by the racecourse, he heard the enthusiastic horse racing commentary inside, and he got angry and did something that he hadn't dared to do in ten years of horse racing:

[Put one month's salary on the racehorse that no one is optimistic about. 】

Fate favored, upset!

He has a grand slam! !

God actually let him win the horse betting with the salary he just paid!
A huge profit of 150 times!

4000 million yen!
But this guy, not only did not share the money with the family members who were in trouble, but instead took a huge sum of money and flew away.

disappeared without a trace.

So far there is no sound.

Sakakihara still remembers the 100 yen owed by his father to himself and his sister.

A dignified adult even cheated a child of 100 yen.

Even Sakakibara, who claims to be calm and approachable, can't stand this anger.

However, this is all a thing of the past.

Put away previous memories.

When the tram arrived, he got off.

Sakakibara went to a nearby convenience store and bought two seaweed rice balls for lunch, and then went to a flower shop to buy a bouquet of roses as a gift for meeting Ashiya for the first time.

Even the proprietress praised him for being handsome. Although it was true, it somewhat increased his confidence.

"Is it a date? Do you want to write a card?" The proprietress was quite enthusiastic, with a smile on her face.

"card?"

"Isn't there a small card in the roses? There are some messages I want to say on it." The proprietress standing in the flower shop handed him the roses.

"It's a love story."

"There are often young people who come to me to buy roses, and most of them can't write. I helped write them. Would you like me to write one for you?"

It can't be seen that the proprietress is still a veteran in love.

"That's okay?" Sakakihara tried to smile, "But don't write too intimately, it's the first time we meet."

The proprietress of the florist had an expression that I understand, I completely understand.

Then I went to the front desk and picked up the pen.

"What's the other party's name?"

"Ashiya Suzuki."

The place to meet is in Akihabara, the most famous commercial street in Tokyo.

It used to be a place to sell electrical appliances, but now it has become a gathering place for ACG culture.As soon as you walk into this cutting-edge electrical street, the unique advertising posters can immediately attract the attention of tourists.

Many electrical duty-free shops keep broadcasting in fairly standard Chinese Mandarin: "There are desktop computers, laptop computers, computer accessories, digital cameras..."

A store is full of various banner advertisements, installment coupons, tax-free promotions, colorful signboards and product price labels, which is dazzling.

It is to deceive Chinese tourists, and they are all rich people.

Sakakihara Raku glanced sideways at the clerk who spoke Chinese to Chinese tourists wearing big gold chains, and continued to move forward.

Through the contact information on the black confession letter, the two have exchanged lines for a month, and they only know each other's name so far.

Ashiya Suzuki, it sounds like she should be a pretty girl.

For female netizens who have never met, I can't help but fantasize about her appearance.

But the other party just sent two photos, and before he could appreciate them, the phone flew away.

Ugh.
It's also bad luck.

But even though the phone is gone, Raku Sakakibara clearly remembers that Suzuru Ashiya said that she was waiting for her under the Sega Hall No. [-] in Akihabara.

If you see a girl wearing a beret, a gray pleated skirt, and holding a cup of milk tea, it's her.

Thinking of seeing her soon, Sakakihara Raku, who was walking on the crowded street, couldn't help hesitating.

He didn't know if he should describe it like that, but he even began to think of her appearance.

Does it look good?
Isn't it cute?

What does she like, what are her hobbies?
We will meet later, do you want to take her to watch a movie?
It's been two lifetimes, and it's strange to have a first love at this time.

For love, Sakakibara actually doesn't care, isn't it good to be alone?

He believes in love, but he doesn't believe that love will come to him.

But there really is a girl who is like a bosom friend in my life.
She will say hello to you in the morning, and say good night to herself after chatting in the evening. She seems to be shrouded in unreachable dreams.

Even if it's only been less than a month.

Sakakibara thought to himself, at least, he should meet her.

For this first time in two lifetimes.
The street is noisy.

Sakakihara, who was holding a rose, suddenly stopped in his tracks, because he saw a girl who was exactly the same as the description in the message, through the endless stream of people and passing passers-by on the opposite side of Sega Pavilion No. [-].

Beret, gray pleated skirt, wearing a cat mask and holding a cup of milk tea.
The girl turned her back to him, facing the huge "Yakuza 7" advertisement in Sega Pavilion No. [-].

The back of the girl Qianli flickers between the crowds. From the perspective of Sakakibara Raku across the street, the moment she notices the girl, the passing shadows of passers-by seem to become blurred in an instant.

The noisy intersection suddenly fell silent, as if there was only the back of the girl opposite in his eyes.

Find out she's that girl, the first girl to make herself feel funny
Even if she has never met, from the back view, she gives Sakakihara Raku a feeling that is not inferior to the two beautiful twin girls with unique temperament that she met just now.

"coming."

Sakakihara felt his heart became a little more tense. He breathed a sigh of relief and calmed down. When the traffic light on the opposite side turned green, he hugged the flowers and walked slowly.

Among the staggered and surging crowd, on the zebra crossing, the backs of Sakakihara Raku and the girl slowly approached.

Finally, his footsteps stopped one meter away from the girl.

Sakakihara Raku looked at the girl's back and her hair swaying in the wind.

"Hello."

The beret girl in front heard this voice, stopped drinking milk tea to pass the boring time, looked up at the Sega Hall No. [-] painted in the color of cola, with a bright smile on her face.

She pulled the cat mask on her face, deliberately did not turn around, but put her hands behind her back, cleared her throat, and asked in a cute voice:
"Yes, Sakakihara, right?"

The voice has the youthfulness of a girl, a little reserved, and the melodiousness of a lark.

It's the same as the voice in the chat history.

Sakakihara nodded, trying to soften her voice: "Yes."

The girl put her hands behind her back and weighed her toes:

"So, Sakakibara-kun, do you know how to go on a date?"

"Shopping?" Sakakihara tried to ask.

"Shopping, that's true. You must go shopping on a date, but that's not all~ Before I tell you the final answer, does Sakakihara-kun remember one thing?"

"what?"

The girl chuckled, and continued in a lovely voice: "Two days ago, that is, the afternoon just after school, you made a promise, an agreement that you are willing to bet and admit defeat."

Two days ago, in the afternoon, a promise, an agreement to bet and admit defeat?

What is that?

However, he seemed to have thought of something, and the keywords were connected in series in his brain.

Sakakihara Raku watched the back of the girl raising a hand as if she was giggling, and suddenly felt that she was becoming more and more familiar to him.

He frowned.

What is this familiar feeling?
He thought about it seriously in his mind, as if he had realized something, the smile on his face instantly collapsed.

It hit the forehead like a bolt from the blue.

Sherlock Holmes once said to Watson: "When you eliminate the impossible, the rest, no matter how unbelievable, is the truth."

And myself, why didn't I think of it?
Ashiya bell music.

bell music.

bell.

Suzu Sakakihara!
(End of this chapter)