I push the child!

Chapter 7 7. You are more suitable to be an idol than anyone else
On November eleventh the weather was fine and mild.

Bright light came in from the window.

The little bird chirped on the treetops, and flew away with fluttering wings, flying higher than the mountains.

"Going out so early?"

"A little exercise."

"Skipping breakfast?"

"Come back and eat."

"Oh," Hoshino Ai leaned on the tatami with her soft body lying on the futon, and looked out the window with her beautiful eyes, "That's right, it's a good day for exercising!"

"Do you want to go together?" Makimura asked.

"Together? In the snow? Although the sun is on, it should still be very cold! I'll let it go." She immediately raised her hand to refuse.

Mucun Taku didn't expect her to agree, so he nodded slightly, and Hoshino Ai showed a warm smile.

"The snow is so heavy, be careful not to slip your feet!" Before he left, Hoshino Ai said to him, "Otherwise I have to go outside to find you alone, it will definitely be troublesome."

"Then I'll try to drop it in a conspicuous place."

"It has to be conspicuous."

"How about No.30 under the three street lamps?"

"Huh?" Ai Hoshino thought for a while, "The broken one? It's not conspicuous at all!"

"When the street lights are all on, the dark places will be more conspicuous."

"Yes, it seems."

Five kilometers back and forth, the body completely warmed up.

After running, Makimura Taku returned to the hotel, took a shower like yesterday, wiped his body, and changed into clean clothes.

He walked into the place where breakfast was served, and Ai Hoshino, who was wearing a rabbit hairpin on her head, sat on the tatami and waved to him:

"Mukura-kun, this way!"

He nodded, Hoshino Ai moved an empty seat beside her butt, patted it with her hand, and signaled him to sit down.

He walked over and sat down cross-legged.

"Let me see...bread, vegetable salad, milk, miso soup, and bananas, apples, and oranges. I took two. Is it enough?"

"Is it too much?" Mu Cuntuo looked at the things on the table.

"Not much, not much," Hoshino Ai smiled and patted him on the shoulder twice, "I just finished exercising, and I'm still 17 years old, how can I grow my body if I don't eat more?"

"I thought it was so thoughtful," Mu Cuntuo sighed, "I just didn't expect it to be wasted?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Hoshino Ai assured, "If you can't finish eating, leave it to me, and I'll help you out!"

Makimura Taku looked at her, but she just responded with a pretty smile.

The smile was lingering, and the quiet cheek was like a faint shadow.

Makimura Taku had a trance illusion: as if that smile wanted to engrave a clear trace on time.

Until noon, the sun was brighter, the leaves were green, the birds were chirping, and there was smoke in several places.

After lunch, they went to a nearby coffee shop and ordered two cups of hot coffee.

The waiter was a young woman, about 20 years old.

She lowered the saucer unhurriedly, and took off the two cups of hot coffee:
"Do you need sugar?"

Makimura Taku asked Hoshino Ai with his eyes.

"Yes!" Ai Hoshino said.

"It's troublesome." Mu Cuntuo greeted the waiter.

The waiter nodded, his little face under the incandescent light was a little red, it is probably rare to see a boy with excellent looks like Makimura Taku.

When the sugar, sugar cubes and other things were brought up, Hoshino Ai said thank you, and so did Makimura Taku.

The waiter left, Makimura Taku added sugar to the coffee and stirred it, then took a few sips.

Hoshino Ai observed the latte art on the cup surface for a while, and gently blew on the white smoke that came out.

"Oh!" After a while, she suddenly raised a finger as if remembering, "Take a photo!"

At this time, a song was played in the store, and it was Elisa's "Eppure Sentire".

The sound quality didn't sound like it was played by modern electronic equipment. After listening to it for a while, Taku Makimura felt a bit like a record player.

He sipped his coffee while listening to the song, and Hoshino Ai snapped three or four photos with his mobile phone in front of him.

"Perfect!" she said triumphantly.

"The coffee is getting cold."

"Eh, no way."

She put her mobile phone on the table, and the beech table burst into the camera, and the picture was pitch black.

The picture I just took in the lower left corner has two cups of coffee with daffodils standing on one side.

She held the cup and took a sip, then raised her head in surprise, and swallowed the coffee: "It's hot, and it tastes good!"

"I like it too." Makimura Tuo responded.

The second smile that was engraved that day, Taku Makimura thought.

Leaving from the coffee house, there is a wine shop on the opposite side, a barbecue restaurant on the left, a convenience store on the right, and a corner on the other side.

White utility poles stand in front of vending machines, and snow melts on orange trash cans.

The song coming from behind changed to a vaporwave style, and the two discussed at the door.

"Flying a kite?" Mu Cuntuo asked.

"There doesn't seem to be any wind right now." Ai Hoshino held up a hand and looked at the blue sky, as if sensing the direction of the wind.

"Then let's go skiing."

She stroked her chin and thought about something, then jumped down two steps, turned her hands behind her, faced Taku Makimura, and leaned her upper body forward slightly.

She said, "Go and see the elk!"

"Now?"

"Ok!"

"it is good."

So they went to see the elk, in a super big snow field.

There are not even trees there, the sun is unobstructed and rushes to the earth, and there are not a single cloud overhead.

When viewed from a distance, brown dry grass protrudes from the snow, resembling elk antlers that grow naturally there.

When they boarded the sightseeing bus, the staff introduced the appearance and species of the elk, how to distinguish the sex of the elk, and the migration route of the elk.

"Migrating every year, the collar on the neck is used to help observation and research..."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, they left the ski resort and got off the bus after three stops.

"There are souvenirs for sale here." Hoshino Ai pointed to a small shop nearby when passing by a road with no snow.

"souvenir?"

"Folding fans, handkerchiefs, etc." She tugged at the gloves covering her thumbs.

After the two walked into the store, the cashier said a warm welcome, and they began to choose souvenirs.

Ai Hoshino bought a Sankyo walnut music box and a pink handkerchief with a rabbit pattern on it.

When she came out of the shop, she saw that Mucuntuo was empty-handed, as if he was not very interested in anything.

She stopped and stuffed the things in Makimura Taku's hands.

"Get it for me, Mucun-kun."

"Forgot something?"

"It will be fine in a while!"

After she finished speaking, she turned back into the store, and when she came out again, she had an extra beige paper bag for souvenirs in her hand.

"Here." She handed the paper bag hanging on her finger to Mucuntuo's chest.

While returning the things she kept for her, Makimura Taku took the paper bag and asked with his eyes: What is it?
"Scarf." Ai Hoshino said.

"scarf?"

"The pattern is for boys and they won't be shy, don't worry!"

"I didn't mean to ask that..."

"Just accept it as a thank you gift, okay?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mucuntuo to respond, Hoshino Ai had already turned her back.

She stretched her arms high, revealing her fair waist under the short padded jacket.

Mu Cuntuo looked at her back, and she moaned in a lazy voice.

"Today is also very happy." Hoshino Ai said.

Mu Cuntuo smiled: "Thank you, then I will accept it."

The gust of wind at dusk blew leisurely, blowing Ai Hoshino's scarf and long hair into the sinking sunset.

The setting sun reflected on her charming side face, and the distant foothills were shrouded in faint light and shadow.

Later, they turned back to the hotel.

The darkness engulfed the foot of the mountain little by little, but looking into the distance, the top of the mountain became clearer.

Until the lights next to the road came on, and the speed limit sign reflected a white metal-like light.

Someone was passing by on an off-road bicycle. It was hard to tell whether the body was black or red.

When walking on the road, Makimura Taku always felt that the sky was cold and transparent.

The fourth day in Echigo Yuzawa, November [-]th.

On that day, it rained a little during the day, and it got a little heavier at noon, but it stopped suddenly in the afternoon.

Looking out the window, the sky was overcast, and the clouds seemed to be mixing concrete.

In the evening, an incredible light seemed to come down from the clouds.

Although he couldn't see the sun, Makimura Taku couldn't think of a more appropriate word to describe it than seeing the sun through the clouds.

That night, there was no wind, no rain, and not a single snow fell.

I heard a few girls in the hotel talking about the light music students from a certain private school coming to perform on stage nearby.

Ai Hoshino, who was depressed because she didn't go out much during the day, asked one of the girls carefully, and then took Taku Makimura to watch the performance together.

"Didn't it start?"

"It doesn't look like it started."

"Great!"

When they arrived at the destination, Ai Hoshino let out a breath because he ran too fast.

In the nearby open space, someone swept away the snow, built firewood in the middle, and lit a bright bonfire.

The group of people erected a beech plank several meters high in the back, covered it with a red curtain, built a platform and stairs, and created a small but decent stage.

With her cute appearance and sweet smile, Ai Hoshino thanked her all the way, and squeezed Taku Makimura's wrist until she got to the first row.

After a while, the electric guitar, drum kit, bass, keyboard, all the instruments are ready, followed by the sound test, and then the sound test is over.

Everyone looked at the stage, and Hoshino Ai was also staring at the front. Several short girls came up from the stairs on the right.

When everyone was focusing on the spotlight, only Mu Cuntuo glanced at Hoshino Ai's side face.

At that time, the stage lights shone on her cheeks and on the tip of her delicate nose.

Her eyes seemed to be the brightest things in the world.

She doesn't need any makeup, she is already so suitable for the stage spotlight.

What kind of picture is that? Takumi Makimura thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't find an appropriate adjective.

What is about to come out is a sentence:

This girl named Hoshino Ai is like a natural idol.

He turned his eyes away. On the stage, several light-tone girls looked at each other.

The show begins.

The drummers hit each other's drumsticks and shout out instructions first:

"One! Two! Three! Four! One! Two! Three!"

Electric guitar sounds follow.

The short brown-haired girl who is also an electric guitar player is responsible for fingerstyle, and the black long-haired girl who is a bass player beats the rhythm with rapid clapping.

After a few seconds of prelude, the two girls started to perform with the instruments in their hands at the same time, and the keyboard player also started to play almost at the same time.

The sound of instruments, vocals, praise, support, heartbeat, applause.

Echigo Yuzawa at night seems to be endowed with infinite vitality.The bonfire burns toward the black sky.

After one song ended, the second song was picked up in a short while, and then the third song.

until the end of the show.

"thank you all!"

"K-ON!!!"

"favourite!!!"

"Oh!!"

"The best light tone!!"

Of all the sounds, only the heartbeat and applause lasted for a long time.

Before leaving the stage, the black long-haired girl who was the bassist and lead singer bowed slightly to the audience.

Just as the girl was about to step off the stage, the bass cable connecting the speaker suddenly tripped her.

"..."

"what?"

"Eh?"

Several teammates looked at her, and the audience in the audience froze in place.

Then there was a scream that overwhelmed the beating of the heart.

Even the pine trees more than ten meters away were not spared, and the snow covered the treetops fell to the ground with a thud.

At [-]:[-], the performance officially ended. Everyone helped to clean up the stage, and the bonfire was extinguished with snow water.

On the way back to the hotel, people chatted about the "blue and white bowl". The atmosphere of the conversation was harmonious and harmonious, and everyone was talking and laughing.

Under the quiet night like the deep sea, Hoshino Ai with long blue-purple hair fell behind the crowd, and Makimura Taku followed her, putting his hands into his clothes.

The two walked from the main road to the trail, stepped into the snow, passed the village, and every house in the village was lit with yellowish lights.

In this way, they slowly stepped their feet into the snow, as if to test the depth of the snow, leaving footprints along the way.

"Light voice department?" Ai Hoshino seemed to be talking to herself.

She suddenly ran forward a few steps, raised her arms to keep her balance, and looked at the dark blue snow, trying to walk out a long straight line.

As you can imagine, the result was crooked.

She said softly like a whisper: "People like them, maybe they are suitable to be idols?"

Hearing this, Makimura Taku just quietly raised his eyes to look at her.

That night, the moonlight parted the overlapping clouds and suddenly shone on her back, summarizing her figure so clearly.

Makimura Takumi almost lost his mind.

"How could it be?" he said.

"The audience likes them, and they also like the audience, this should be enough proof..." Ai Hoshino continued forward.

"Whether you like it or not, you can't do it just by looking at it?"

"Hmm..." She seemed to be thinking about something, but she didn't respond for a long time.

The night is getting darker, and what you can see is the color of winter, and the street lamps and the bright moon are competing to shine.

"I think," after a long time, Makimura Taku stopped where he was, looking at the blue and black skyline, "maybe you are more suitable than anyone else to be an idol."

The footprints that stretched in that crooked straight line stopped before reaching the hotel.

A sudden cool wind blew across Ai Hoshino's profile.

"Thank you for saying that, Makimura-kun."

When she turned around, the girl's bangs fluttered lightly, and there was a special light in her clear eyes.

"I'm really, really happy!"

She smiled, probably the third smile that day.

Even Taku Makimura forgot: it turns out that the first two laughs were yesterday.

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(End of this chapter)