Yae Sakura!Beep!

Is it just because you are controlled and can't help yourself?

Is that the reason?

That was the reason, but not the whole reason.

Hitomi was just waiting.

She just couldn't take it.

I can't accept it, I have put in so much hard work, and in the end, what I get in return are only torn, invisible curtains.

Is such a self still necessary?

Does it still have meaning?

She just wants someone who can tell herself.

Whether good or bad, right or wrong.

Everything she does has a result.

So, does this result make sense?

Have it?

some.

It might be a bit late, but Hitomi waited.

"Thank you."

After embracing her in his arms with cold hands, there was only warmth left.

Soft, heart-touching warmth.

"elder sister……?"

The soft and soft young girl's voice, with a soft nasal sound in the immature, is just like the voice that rang in Sakura's mind countless times before.

Very familiar, but also very nostalgic.

"That's enough, Hitomi..."

With her forehead pressed against her forehead, Sakura's eyes were sore, she wanted to cry, but she held back her tears.

She didn't want to let her tears blur her vision, she wanted to look at Tong clearly and at the person she loved the most.

"elder sister……"

Hitomi's chaotic thoughts have never stabilized even for a moment, and she has been in a state of confusion after several reincarnations.

"Why! Why do you have to do this?"

Biting her lip, her lower lip, which had turned white due to exertion, felt a tingling pain.

But the pain was less than one ten-thousandth of the pain in her heart.

"I wanted to do it, so I did it..."

Subconsciously, whispering, answering Sakura's question.

At this moment, is she still conscious?

"Obviously there is no need for this, Tong has already paid enough, you don't need to work so hard!"

Stroking the white hair that reached to her waist, Sakura looked at Hitomi's empty eyes with regret.

"But, sometimes, it's not just a question of whether you need it or not, it's just that you feel you have to do it..."

As if awakened, she gradually broke free from the confusion, and Hitomi's words became clear.

"But this is too unfair to you..."

After all, she couldn't help it anymore, the tip of her nose was sore, and the tears in her eyes flowed along the curvature of her cheeks, past the corners of her mouth, turned into crystal pearls, and dripped from her chin.

"No oh..."

Hitomi showed a smile, she closed her eyes for a moment, then opened her eyes again, the confusion inside disappeared, she looked at Sakura seriously, and looked at Sakura reluctantly.

"For me, as long as my sister is happy, that is the greatest fairness..."

The tears that seep into the mouth are a little salty.

What can be wrapped under this slightly salty coat is a deep, soul-shaking bitterness.

Some frail little hands caressed Sakura's cheeks, trembling, as if great strength had been used for every movement.

A little bit, a little bit, wiped away the tears on it.

Wiped away the tears she had been trying to wipe away.

"Don't cry, sister...you don't look good when you cry..."

His voice trembled a little, as if he was enduring something.

"Now it's like this...so, much better..."

Hitomi was still smiling, the corners of her mouth were raised in a happy arc, her eyes seemed to be smiling too, bent into two lovely crescents.

"Well...my sister doesn't cry anymore, my sister doesn't cry..."

Nodding her head, Sakura sniffed, pursed her lips, and pulled out a small smile.

"elder sister……"

Can't stand it anymore.

"Suddenly, Hitomi, I have a question, I want to know..."

Consciousness has begun to blur.

"Hit... Hitomi?"

An ominous premonition rose in her heart, and Sakura couldn't care about anything else.

She hugged the girl in her arms tightly, at a loss.

Consciousness is fading away, and memory is beginning to blur.

"It is said... the memory of a fish is only seven seconds..."

Really, very reluctant...

"Then will she..."

don't want to forget, don't want to...

The voice gradually lowered down.

I can't hear you.

Hitomi closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

In the end, what remained in Sakura's mind was the question that she reluctantly passed on with her soul.

Then will she.

In the next seven seconds...

Forget your loved ones?

Chapter 72, Chapter 70, The Deported Existence of Cherry Blossoms

In a dark and dead world.

The two people who had nothing to rely on hugged each other, floating, in the void, unable to touch the sky or the ground.

Hitomi, who is sleeping, is like the most exquisitely crafted and most delicate doll in the world.

With expressionless face, eyes closed tightly, lying in Sakura's arms, no matter how she calls, there is no movement.

"Hitomi!"

With one arm around each other, the other tightly grasped Hitomi's palm, Sakura kept calling softly.

But the Sleeping Beauty in her arms will never wake up.

Even the kiss of true love cannot wake the Sleeping Beauty.

The tears that kept flowing from Sakura's eyes dripped on Hitomi's naked and petite body, and flowed down along her graceful curve, soaking that delicate skin.

'Oh?interesting presence. '

In Sakura's mind, the screaming demon seemed to have just realized Hitomi's existence. She stopped harassing Sakura and said something with great interest.

"To shut up!"

Sakura didn't have so much leisure time, she just felt bored after paying attention to the devil's words.

In the final analysis, all this will develop into this way, and I certainly have a certain responsibility, but the devil in this box cannot escape accountability.

But Sakura no longer wants to worry about who is right and who is wrong, she doesn't want to worry about those things anymore.

She just wants Hitomi to be good, that's enough.

But now even this tiny wish cannot be realized?

"Hitomi... don't scare my sister, okay?"

Arms around Hitomi to prevent her from drifting away from her side, one hand resting on the back of her head, the other gently stroking the other's face, Sakura looked helplessly into Hitomi's eyes, hoping that she could suddenly Open your eyes.

"Wake up, will you?"

Head to head, white and pink hair intertwined, like the finest silk.

Sakura lightly rubbed against the opponent's head, calling out again and again, without stopping for a moment.

"Look at my sister again, okay?"

But even so, Hitomi didn't respond. After all, no matter how hard Sakura tried, it was useless.

"Didn't I say that? I listen to my sister in everything, and I will give whatever my sister wants..."

Just like what Hitomi did to save her.

"My sister wants you to wake up... Hitomi..."

After all, we can't do anything.

…………

'She just fell asleep. '

As if he couldn't stand Sakura, the demon suddenly made a noise, interrupting Sakura's movements.

"What did you say!?"

After a pause, Sakura didn't care if the other party was some kind of demon, she asked anxiously.

' I said, she just fell asleep. '

It sounded like the voice seemed a little helpless.

"Is Hitomi all right?"

Sakura held Hitomi's hand tightly, no one knew how eager she was.

'Tsk, that's not necessarily true, no one knows how long this thing will have to sleep. '

There seemed to be some reluctance, and the devil's tone was a little impatient, and what she called Hitomi was also very strange.

"Hitomi isn't a 'thing'! She's human! She's my sister!"

Subconsciously correcting the other party's statement with anger, Sakura asked anxiously again.

"Also, what do you mean by that!?"

'All right, all right, she's a human being, so go ahead if you say so. '

She casually agreed, and it could be heard from the devil's tone that she didn't care at all.

'Her soul is too broken, as if it has been torn apart countless times, and then glued back again. '

Just after finishing a sentence, he paused for a while, as if he was observing, and continued talking before Sakura could ask a question.