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Chapter 34 About Things That Fester in Winter
"It seems that I heard that someone was saved in a real sense because of your haiku."

Oshima Kazuya put another piece of sweet potato into the fire.

He has cared about that sweet potato for a long time, and it grows very well-proportioned and plump; at first glance, it looks like a sweet potato reborn to repay his kindness.

"This is the meaning of haiku."

"Mr. Bei Dao, you don't look happy at all."

"I'm very happy, Oshima-sensei, it's just that you can't see it."

"..."

Oshima Kazuya looked at the expressionless Kitajima Koma, he didn't know what to say.

This is very strange.

A deadpan guy who tells you he's happy.

This in itself is a very inconsistent thing.

"So the sales of Dassaiya have increased a lot?"

"It's not that it went up a lot, but it became popular immediately." Compared with the expressionless Bei Dao Kou, Oshima Kazuya was really happy: "I thought it was a bottleneck period, but who would have thought that it would be so soon? We have broken through the bottleneck period."

"If you want me to say, Teacher Bei Dao, you should move out, there is no need to serve tea and water here, it makes me afraid to come here for dinner.

Asking a great writer to serve me tea and water, I feel...a little uneasy. "

Kitajima Koma glanced at Kazuya Oshima who was eating happily.

It seemed that he didn't usually see any anxiety on his face.

He shook his head slightly.

Kitajima Koma didn't want to think about things too far away.

It seems to be a very good thing to be satisfied with the present.

Thinking about the future is tiring.

Seeing him fall into silence again, Oshima Kazu also knew that most of his words came from his left ear and out of his right ear.

This matter has been mentioned many times, and it has ended like this many times.

Over time, Kazuo Oshima stopped mentioning it.

It's just because the sales of Dassaiya haiku have climbed to a peak again recently, which made him feel good and said it again.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence again.

Originally, Oshima Kazuya was a little uncomfortable with such an atmosphere.

I still remember when they met for the first time, Bei Daoju was very enthusiastic, but he was a little cold.

Now, they have become very familiar.

He became very enthusiastic, but Bei Daoju became indifferent.

Play role swap here.

It's just that Oshima Kazu also knew that most of the enthusiasm at that time was pretended by Kitajima Koma, just like the enthusiasm that appeared on his face every night when he served tea and water in the shop.

Maybe only the fierce popularity made him realize the fact that he was still alive?

Oshima Kazuya always felt that this was not a hallucination, he could always smell the dying smell in Bei Daoju.

It's the kind that shows up inadvertently.

That's a contrast.

Just weird.

I don't understand.

Ask him, he won't tell.

Therefore, Oshima Kazuya could only come to the store frequently to chat with Kitajima Koma.

Suddenly, Bei Daoju ran under the tree again.

"Mr. Bei Dao, you seem to like this tree very much."

Oshima Kazu also fiddled with the fire.

This will allow the fire to burn more fully.

"Sensei Oshima probably travels often."

"I used to go there when I was young, but now I don't have that interest." Oshima Kazuya also thought about it, but what does this have to do with trees?

"Then Oshima-sensei must have seen the woods before."

"Growing up in the country as a kid, woods were common if not touristy."

"..."

The corner of Bei Dao Kou's mouth twitched.

This reason...

"So what does Oshima-sensei think of the woods. How are they...?"

"A group of trees is a forest." Kazuya Oshima had a small face, full of doubts.

But he suddenly realized it, threw the fire stick aside, and took out the notebook with his backhand.

Sure enough, Kitajima was silent for a while.

"The souls in the world are like those trees lined up in the ancient forest, and the branches and leaves may have some echoes.

But their roots, the roots they coiled in the ground for nourishment, were irrelevant, silent, and alone.

So even those trees in the woods are so lonely, let alone this tree in the yard. "

"Then, we can wait until the beginning of spring to grow a few trees. At least they won't be so lonely. What do you think, Mr. Bei Dao?"

"..."

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

Kazuo Oshima has also changed.

It was not like this before.

However, Oshima Kazuya still wrote down the words just now in his notebook.

There are many places where this can be used.

Maybe it will be used in the recommendation language of any book.

Bei Daoju was silent for a while, he didn't know what to say.

But being interrupted by Kazuya Oshima, it seemed that the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Is this what he thinks?
When he turned his head to look over, he saw Oshima Kazuya eating roasted sweet potatoes again.

It seems that during this period of time, this guy's staple food has been taken over by roasted sweet potatoes.

Just don't know how he can't stop farting.

Neon people are extremely embarrassed about farting.

But Oshima Kazu also seemed to be less like a serious neon person in some respects.

"When are they coming back?"

Oshima Kazuya saw that the atmosphere was a little frozen, so he asked.

He was referring to the Ito family.

"It should be these two days."

"I miss Boss Ito's fried udon."

Oshimakazu also glanced at the remaining roasted sweet potato.

After hesitating for a while, he decided to take it home for lunch tomorrow.

After Boss Ito came back, he couldn't happily roast sweet potatoes in the yard.

……

After seeing off Kazuya Oshima, Kou returned to the yard again.

It wasn't completely dark yet.

After Kazuya Oshima left, the originally relatively lively courtyard fell into silence again.

Under such solitude, it seemed that the bustle before had never existed.

The plum blossoms that were originally blooming on the tree were knocked down by a gust of wind blowing from nowhere.

Go round and round in the air.

Kitajima Koma originally wanted to catch it, but it seemed that the speed of the petals falling was a bit too fast.

Success with hand miss.

The flowers that accompanied him are also leaving one by one.

Looking at the fewer and fewer flowers on the branches, Bei Daoju felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

When I was talking about being lonely with Oshima Kazuya just now, I was interrupted by Kazuya.

And at this time, this feeling reappeared again.

Come violently.

that's it……

The wind is blowing slightly...

Walking alone at dusk, melancholy singing farewell in the sunset, all living things rot and decay in winter, they stare at each other, saying goodbye to the world in different ways.

(End of this chapter)