I push the child!

Chapter 5 5. She Said, Can't Be an Idol

The wind was cool, and the white pine leaves fell into the water and fell into the snow, disappearing without a trace like a drop of ink sinking into the sea.

"It's so good, the weather," Hoshino Ai said cheerfully, "It's really a good time to decide to climb a mountain at this time!"

"Yeah," Mucuntuo put his hands in his pockets, and was about two meters behind her, looking at the golden light shining on the dew on the leaves, "If I was alone, I would probably go to the hot springs first. After all, sitting Such a long train."

"I'm sorry for letting you out."

"Fortunately."

"I'm asking you."

She turned her back, her movements were graceful and inconceivably agile, as if she had been carefully prepared.

The sunlight pouring down from the treetops swayed over her delicate side face, and jumped back and forth on her black leather jacket.

With her hands behind her back, she turned to Mucun Taku and stepped back step by step: "Do you like mountain climbing?"

"I like reading, exercising, and listening to music. It's rare to go out, not to mention mountain climbing, but I don't hate it."

"I like reading, exercising, listening to music, and rarely go out," Hoshino loves to parrot, "Why do you think of going hiking, here."

"Relax." Makimura Taku said.

"Relax." She learned another sentence, blinking her eyes, "You were in a bad mood before?"

"Why do you say that."

"Otherwise, relax."

"No reason, just do what you want."

"That's it."

"It's that simple."

"It's that simple."

She didn't speak anymore, and turned around again, stepping out her footprints step by step, staring at the blue sky like a bay.

The long clouds extend far away, as if paving a road to the fairyland.

Walking behind, Mucuntuo was speechless.

Looking at Hoshino Ai's bright purple hair, confident and upright figure, and slowly moving figure.

He felt that his gaze was attracted by the powerful gravity of the black hole, and he couldn't move it away.

The melting snow made a clear sound, ding dong ding dong.

The passing time seems to be blown into the woods by the breeze, never to return.

After a long time, Makimura Taku broke the silence: "What about you?"

"what?"

"Do you like mountain climbing?"

"it's OK."

"Specifically, what do you like?"

After pondering for a moment, Ai Hoshino twisted her waist, revealing a beautiful side face and a bright smile.

She put her hand in front of her charming lips.

"It's a secret!"

"Again?"

"Hee hee." She deliberately slowed down, waiting for Mucun Taku to be side by side with her, "The looming secret, this is the girl!"

"mystery."

"And perfect!"

"It's not what I thought it would be."

"What do you think?" She was a little curious.

Mucuntuo looked ahead, the road was surprisingly bright.

"Sugar and spice, and everything nice."

"I don't understand what you say." She probably puffed up her mouth and muttered.

"Girls are made of sugar and spices and everything nice."

She attached her index finger to her cheek: "Well... it feels sweet."

"Yes."

"But something is missing."

"What's missing?"

"Probably, mysterious?" She stared at the drooping treetops, then turned to Taku Makimura, "I can't think of an appropriate one, how should I describe it?"

Makimura Taku thought for a while: "A lie?"

"That's right!" she said, "It's this kind of feeling, a mysterious and dangerous girl, first class!"

"amazing."

"Amazing Ai Hoshino!"

"Bright Hoshino Ai."

"Perfect Ai Hoshino!"

"It's conceited to say anything else."

She stuck out her tongue with a smile.

Makimura Taku was a little stunned: the girl next to her was so heart-stirring even pretending to be confused.

In the silent pine forest, the two continued to move forward.

Mucuntuo was only focused on climbing the mountain, but he didn't take his hands out of his pockets.

Hoshino Ai ran forward from time to time, touching red dragonflies and unknown birds that flew by occasionally, and came back from time to time to tease wild flowers and weeds on the roadside.

The footprints buried in the snow are criss-crossed, shallow and deep, regardless of each other, only the direction of travel is clear.

Going forward, the road gradually opened up, and the birdsong became clearer.

Be it sneakers or boots, no matter what kind, when stepping on the snow, there will be a soothing rustling sound.

Until the snow layer thickened, the sun became warmer, and the breeze disappeared from the mountainside.

The exhaled white air rises into the sun and hides in the misty clouds.

Only the heartbeat and the sound of footsteps remain in my ears, and there is nothing else, and the vision is fresh and white.

It was nearly dusk when we reached the top of the mountain.

Along the way, the two stopped and chatted during breaks.

From cedar leaves to plantains, from boundless mountains to blue sea.

We talked about the snow, the wind, the cherry blossoms in Kagoshima, and the funny outfits of TV presenters.

They even chatted about which half-cooked eggs tasted the best. We talked a lot, too much to count, and too much to write.

"That's right!" Standing on the top of the mountain, Ai Hoshino said with a smile, that smile was like a close-up shot in a movie, "That show is really good!"

"It's hard to disagree," Makimura said.

"Absolutely agree!" Ai Hoshino ran to the front, "Ayaka Hironaka, Minami Tanaka, etc... You know that move, right? It's super famous."

She was facing Taku Makimura, the snow-fallen wooden fence was behind her, and the orange-yellow sunset was behind the wooden fence.

As if she was leaning against the setting sun, she tilted her head and touched her chin with her fingers:
"'So what if there's a snack machine?'. Absolutely, definitely heard it!"

"I have." Mu Cuntuo nodded.

After that, they climbed up a small mound covered with a thin layer of snow, and stood at a high place overlooking the mountain.

The hot spring hotel turned into a black dot-sized existence, as did the other houses, which were completely invisible to passers-by.

Inky black pine trees are dotted all over the snowy ground shrouded in sunset.

When the setting sun emits its final brilliance, the shadows are infinitely elongated.

Tired of looking at the scenery, they came down from the mound, and Ai Hoshino sat down in the snow.

"Be careful of catching a cold." Mu Cuntuo reminded her.

"Just this time!" She said coquettishly, while smiling at Mucun Tuowen, she patted the snow beside her, motioning him to sit down too.

Makimura Taku hesitated, and she flapped her palm again as if urging.

Makimura Taku sighed and sat beside her.

The snow does not melt quickly, but there must be a wet feeling after getting up.

"It's so easy." Ai Hoshino said.

"It's really easy." Makimura Taku told her.

As the sun set, the sunset glow climbed up to the faces of the two of them and broke into their eyes.

After a while, Makimura Taku suddenly asked, "Do you want to be an idol?"

"Ok?"

"Want to be an idol?"

"Well—" She raised her face, and finally fell into the snow.

"What are you doing?"

"Comfortable!"

"Don't want to answer the question?"

"Still thinking about it!"

"Good."

She raised her right hand high, and with one side of her eyes fascinated, she watched the beautiful dusk from between her separated fingers.

"It's beautiful!" she said. "How about you lie down too?"

"It's cold."

"Just this time!"

Takuo Makimura exhaled helplessly.

The bodies of the two sank into the snow, and the lime-gray cloud seemed to be able to be grasped in the palm of the hand.

They were silent, feeling a gust of southern wind drifting by from time to time, and the wind was full of the fragrance of snow and mud.

"Actually, do you want to be an idol?"

"I don't want to." Ai Hoshino didn't hesitate this time.

Mu Cuntuo hummed for a long time: "What's the reason?"

"I am not interested."

"I'm not interested..."

"Makimura-kun," Ai Hoshino looked up at the sky, as if talking to himself, "I told you, I'm an orphan."

"Yeah." Makimura was silent for a moment, "Sorry."

"Yeah——" she pursed her lips, and said, "Makimura-kun, what do you think is an idol?"

"Dancing, singing, acting, good-looking figure, face."

"It's too straightforward!" She seemed to be amused.

"Literary Point: Spiritual Pillar?"

"Hmm... the spiritual pillar." She repeated carefully.

Makimura Taku turned his face sideways, and Hoshino Ai was still looking up.

"I grew up in an orphanage. As far as I can remember, I have never loved anyone, and I have never been loved by others."

The evening wind from the setting sun blew across the snow, twitched her bangs, and soon slipped into the pine forest.

When the wind subsided, she raised the corners of her mouth as if mocking herself, showing an unprecedented smile that could almost be described as poignant.

"How can I become an idol like this?"

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(End of this chapter)