I push the child!

Chapter 1 1. The cutest girl in the world

Through the tunnel, the utility poles along the way are left behind.

The rumbling train stopped slowly in front of the signal station, and the sun was covered by dark clouds.

Outside the train window, the passengers who were holding newspapers and waiting for the train to enter the station had already picked up their luggage and stood up, and several uniformed train attendants got off the train to guide them.

The sky was white, and the cold November wind could not get into the car.

In the third car, in a certain seat near the window, Makimura looked out the window and sighed.

In No.17, when he was reborn in the island country, Takumi Makimura, who had just graduated from the Kamigawa Private School, made up his mind to go hiking at the beginning of the second week of November.

It's different from other people's rebirth.

There are no tricks such as the awakening system, and there is no easy-to-use experience panel.

The only thing that is different from others is that Makimura Taku has a special ability that is difficult to use:

As long as you repeat what the other person said in your heart, you can know whether it is a lie or not.

In the military and political fields, it may be called great.

But the premise is that others will believe that his ability does exist, otherwise it will only be regarded as a joke, or the middle two is too much.

When he was six years old, his father died in an accident on a construction site, and his mother also fell ill and passed away soon after. Makimura Taku had no other relatives to rely on.

Reluctantly relying on social funding to complete compulsory education, I am not going to continue my university studies.

When going out this time, Makimura Taku only had some cash that could last for half a year, and his only luggage was another set of clothes for changing.

He decided to go to Echigo Yuzawa to relax.

When spring comes, it is also before he officially looks for a job.

After closing the German magazine, Makimura Taku leaned on the soft backrest and rubbed his eyelids to relax.

There were voices of conversation coming from all around, as if the carriage had been stuffed into a glass bottle, the voices fluctuated from far to near.

There was a distinct squeaking sound as the trunk's wheels rolled across the floor.

The train stopped for a long time, and most of the passengers got on the train.

The flight attendant outside was about to put away the pedals for the disabled, when a hurried female voice suddenly poured in through the glass window:

"Wait, wait! I'm not in the car yet!"

Takumi Makimura, who was disturbed by the sound, raised half of his eyes to look at it without much interest.

Just for a moment, in the visible air, it was like a scene in a movie that flashed by.

The long-lost sunlight pierced through the clouds, and the gentle golden color flashed in the girl's eyes.

The desolation of autumn is gone, staring at it, the sky is boundless, and white doves fly across the low sky.

Whether after one year, three years, or 20 years, a lifetime.

Makimura Taku will always remember the scene that broke into the soul.

The wind blowing into the platform lifted the girl's long dark blue hair.

She lowered the brim of her hat with one hand, and pulled the white suitcase with the other. The floral dress and cashmere scarf were floating in the wind.

"Next time, wait here earlier." The short-haired stewardess said her as if she was blaming a child, and took her suitcase.

"Yeah, thank you!" The girl smiled sweetly, and that smile made people feel happy.

After a while, the train started slowly, and the girl got into the carriage, and was in the same section as Mucuntuo.

She checked the serial numbers on the seats one by one, as if checking the damage of the seats, and finally stopped beside Takuo Makimura.

Her narrowed eyes finally opened, with a surprised expression on her face: "I found it."

Hearing the sound, Mucun Taku looked over with his arms raised.

It was a pair of eyes that seemed to hide stars.

Just looking at each other makes people feel like they are under the deep sky in the mountains, thinking of the bright moonlight, and thinking of the shining stage.

Even without the embellishment of sunlight, those eyes are so beautiful that it makes people lose their minds, as if they want to take away all the breath of Makimura Taku.

The girl did not sit down immediately, but glanced at the luggage rack above her head, and deliberately dragged the rollers of the suitcase.

"Want to help?" he asked hesitantly.

"Thank you!" The girl smiled nicely, handed the suitcase to him directly, then straightened her skirt and sat down directly opposite him.

"..."

The luggage was put on the shelf, and Mu Cuntaku clapped his hands and sat down again.

"Thank you," the girl said with a smile on her face, "what's your name?"

"Makimura Taku."

"Hoshino Ai."

She took off her hat and brushed her long hair at the junction of her neck and the cashmere scarf.

A faint fragrance diffused into the air, like a freshly picked cherry.

Makimura Taku looked at her in a daze.

"What are you looking at?" After being stared at for a while, Ai Hoshino said in a mild tone.

"Sorry." Makimura Taku apologized for his lack of gentlemanly behavior, "Miss Hoshino is so pretty, if you are not careful."

"You're the one." She wasn't angry at all, instead she leaned her upper body forward and stared at Makimura Taku's eyes with interest, "You look so good-looking, could it be that you are an actor by profession?"

"It's ridiculous."

"How big?"

"Seventeen." After finishing speaking, he added, "I just turned last month."

"A high school student?"

"Have graduated from high school."

"Oh, I'm one year older than you." She seemed to be saying something extraordinary, putting her hands on her well-developed chest, "I'm eighteen, so I'm your older sister."

"Lie." This kind of simple lie can be easily seen through by Takumi Mucun.

"How can it be a lie," she said, "there is no need to lie about such things."

Mu Cuntuo didn't care what she explained, and asked, "Seventeen?"

"eighteen!"

"But it looks like sixteen..." He raised his chin.

"It's really eighteen."

The train drove into the residential area, green houses flashed past, there were towers every few meters, and the cables were in a messy straight line.

"Miss Hoshino," Makimura Taku put the closed German magazine on the table and stared into Hoshino Ai's eyes, "You can't lie to me, but I can see through all lies."

"See through the lies?" Ai Hoshino's eyes widened.

"The specific reason," Makimura Taku thought for a moment, "I think you didn't graduate from high school, and now it's November [-]th again... you played truant?"

"certainly not!"

"Strange, I didn't lie this time."

"Your ability is really useful." She puffed up her cheeks and looked out, while Makimura Takuya looked into the distance.

The scenery changes to the bridge.

The flimsy thin clouds froze in the sky as if they were frozen, but the outside was actually a vast expanse of whiteness, and even the surface of the lake was glowing with a cold glimmer.

Someone got up and opened the car window, and the November north wind gushed in through a small gap.

It's not cold, but rather, the air in the compartment is refreshed.

Pulling her eyes back from the window, after about ten seconds, Ai Hoshino said nonchalantly while arranging her scarf, "I'm actually sixteen."

"I guessed it." Mucun Taku still looked out of the window, thinking about the reason why the place where the sea meets the sky turned white.

"But I didn't play truant." Ai Hoshino said.

"Yeah." Makimura Taku knew it wasn't a lie.

He put his hand by the window, touched his chin where there was no beard, and waited for the other party to continue talking.

"If I say I'm an orphan," she raised her head, "do you believe that too?"

After hearing this, Makimura Taku turned to look at her in surprise.

He repeated this sentence in his heart: "I believe."

Hoshino Ai asked again: "Then if I say that I ran away from home, would you believe me?"

"It's probably a lie."

"Interesting!" she laughed.

This is the most beautiful smile Makimura has ever seen in the world.

"Can't tell the truth?"

"Well..." She pondered for a while, as if she had traced her smile with a pen, and stuck out her tongue delicately, looking extremely cute, "It's a secret!"

"It's a secret..."

"whee."

Makimura Tuo pretended to be sad and sighed: "I even told you the most precious secret, which is not fair at all."

"Ah, don't be sad," she looked a little self-blame, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"it is true."

"That's a superpower, isn't it?"

"So I only talked to you alone."

"Afraid of being arrested for research?"

"Don't change the subject."

"Hey." She hit her head with a small pink fist.

This is the cutest girl Makimura has ever seen in the world.

"Go ahead."

"It's hard to tell you." She breathed out at the car window, wrote "Hoshino Ai" on it, and then sat upright again.

"My name is Hoshino Ai," she said, "I'm not a high school student who didn't graduate, nor a wayward girl who ran away from home.

"Because the guardian at home wants me to debut as an idol, but I haven't made a decision yet, I just want to travel alone to relax, and I will give him an answer when I go back. It's that simple."

"Yeah." Makimura nodded thoughtfully, "But why did you lie at first?"

"You ask why..." Ai Hoshino touched her lower lip, looking at the reflection in the window glass, "Why... I can't explain it either."

"Stupid girl?"

"Remain mysterious!"

"cute."

"Hateful handsome guy!"

"I ate my hair in my mouth."

"Where?"

In the autumn colors of November, the black train drove forward, breaking into the unknown land.

In the world outside the window, the mountain ridges are blurred, and the birds are singing from far to near.

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