Under the gray sky, drizzle continued.
The wooden clogs hit the ground, making a clear clicking sound. Three figures stepped on the damp bluestone path, holding their own red paper umbrellas, and walked towards the cemetery in the distance.
The appearance of these three people immediately attracted the attention of all those who came to the cemetery to pay their respects.
They turned to look at the three figures and started discussing in a low voice.
In this solemn cemetery full of black suits,
These three people were wearing black and red, blue and gray, and yellow and white floral yukata, and were walking side by side with red umbrellas. On their backs was the logo of the Black Sycamore Club, with two words written in white marker underneath. Line large characters:
—Black Sycamore Club welcomes you!
—Starting tomorrow, 50% off on all drinks!
The text written in white marker has faded, and the contact number and club address below are completely unclear. However, even if they see and find it, there will only be a barren ruins.
The Black Sycamore Club is destined to only exist in the past, because the man who supported this store has left forever.
The three figures passed through the public cemetery and walked inside along the scattered cherry blossom path. The cemetery was divided into two circles, the inner and outer circles. The outer circle was a large public cemetery, while the inner circle was It is a private cemetery that has been reserved.
The furnishings and environment of the private cemetery are obviously much better than those outside.
The three of them stopped at the same time.
In the private cemetery in the distance, figures one after another wearing black cherry blossom kimonos were surrounding the outer circle of the cemetery, with their heads lowered, as if they were mourning something.
These are all members of the Fengji family.
In the core area of the private cemetery, in front of the magnificent and solemn tombstone, a white-haired boy and a black-haired girl stood side by side.
The girl was two heads shorter than the boy and looked extraordinarily petite. She was wearing a solemn black kimono, her hair was pulled up with a cherry blossom hairpin, and her childish and weak face was full of tears.
She was holding an opened envelope in her hand, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Dad" Yurina pursed her lips and her eyes were red. She squatted down and gently touched the cold tombstone, "Why did you leave before I let you and your brother live a good life?"
Yurina squatted on the ground and burst into tears.
She used the financial resources and status of the Fengji family to buy this cemetery. Not many people in Japan could enjoy this kind of treatment. But at this moment, there was only endless sadness in her heart.
She became the head of the Kazamatsu family just so that she, Yuri Kurotetsu and Yuri Takashiro could live a life without worries about food and clothing. Her father no longer had to work for a living, and her younger brother could be like normal people of the same age. Go to school happily
She has everything now, and she can give her father and brother all the life they want.
But now, all this can only be exchanged for a tombstone and a spacious cemetery.
This is not what she wants.
"elder sister"
Yuuri Takibai looked at Yuurina who was curled up in a ball, opened her mouth, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, I'm useless, I couldn't save my father."
Yurina wiped away her tears and shook her head, her messy hair swaying slightly with her movements.
She stood up, looked at the boy who was much taller than her, stood on tiptoes, and stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch his head, but she could only reach his chin at most.
Yuri Takibai was stunned and slowly squatted down.
Yurina's little hand gently stroked Yurina's white hair, and a smile appeared on her tear-stained face:
"This is not Takibai's fault. You have done a good job, Takibai. If you can stand here healthy and healthy, dad must be very happy."
"But" Yuri Takibai still wanted to say something.
"Dad has worked hard for us for many, many years. Now he is just tired. He just misses his mother." Yurina turned to look at the tombstone, "We can't be so selfish and leave dad with us. After all, we You’ve grown up, haven’t you?”
Yuri Takibai was silent for a long time and nodded heavily.
"Takibai."
"What's wrong, sister?"
"Dad is gone. From now on, sister will take care of you instead of dad." Yurina looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "Even though my sister is so much shorter than you, she is also very powerful."
Yuuri Takishiro stared at Yurina's smile. For some reason, an inexplicable warmth surged into his heart.
Perhaps, this is the family love that my father meant.
"Yes." Yuuri Takibai smiled slightly, "I believe sister."
While the two were talking, the three figures in floral yukata had passed through the people of the Fengji family and arrived in front of the tombstones.
"Brother Nanaya, brother Amamiya, brother Xiaogane." Yurina was slightly startled when she saw them. She immediately wiped away all the tears on her face, stood in front of the tombstone, and bowed respectfully to the three of them. "Have you come to see father?"
Yurina Takashiro didn't understand etiquette, but he still followed Yurina and bowed.
"Yes." Amamiya Haruki put away his umbrella and nodded, "Let's also see Uncle Kyousuke off."
Lin Qiye looked at Yurina worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Yurina shook her head, "Brother Nanaya, you don't have to worry about me, I'm already an adult."
Lin Qiye stared at her for a long time and hummed.
Xiaojin knelt down and gently touched the tombstone with his hand, with deep sadness in his eyes.
Although he is just a sword spirit of Mi Tong, he has been with Yuri Kurotetsu for a long time. Yuri Kurotetsu has never just treated him as a sword spirit. Even in the Black Indus Club, Yuri Kurotetsu treats him like a sword spirit. I arranged a separate room for him to rest, paid him a salary, and cooked for him.
In the eyes of Yuri Heizhe, Xiaojin is more like a junior.
Many times, it is not him, the sword spirit, who protects the sword master, but Yuri Kurotetsu who protects him.
Therefore, today, no matter what, he must use his "human" attitude to give Yuri Kurotetsu a last lift.
The three of them paid homage in front of Yuri Heizhe's grave for a long time. When they left the cemetery, the sky became a little dark.
Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki walked side by side on the road.
Xiao Jin had returned to Mi Tong and was held in Lin Qiye's hand.
Before passing away, Yuri Heizhe personally placed Mi Tong beside Yuri Takibai's bed, but in the letter, Yuri Heizhe specifically asked that this knife be given to Lin Qiye.
This was the agreement he had made with Lin Qiye before.
After a long time, Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki walked to the door of the club.
"It's time for me to leave." Lin Qiye said slowly.