Ordinary I and Extraordinary Them

It's not as far from home as the station.

The three of them, walking side by side, but similar people around, were moving in the same direction.

Inside, couples in yukata and little boys and girls are dressed in cute, little yukata and run for fun.

I remember back in the day, maple also did oh and ran ahead and fell alone.

Coincidentally, the maple seemed to remember the same thing, and I told him to whine.

"I miss you...... I used to fall asleep too"

"Even where there's nothing to fall, before you do."

If it was, I'd still be falling.

Yudo talks, envying the conversation between his siblings.

"If I had brothers, I'd have had fun at home."

"... I won't deny it, but there's something good about my only child"

For example, you think you can buy whatever you want?

... Is the rest basically enough to be alone?

One looks easy on his own, so I guess it's good and bad.

As we approach the station, the population density around us also increases.

Until earlier, the sidewalks, which had no problem walking side-by-side, are now walking in vertical rows.

Occasionally, when you are about to hit your shoulder with a different person, capture the clock stand at the meeting point in your sight.

"Maybe you two should be together."

"You shouldn't expect too much..."

It's harder to imagine, like standing next to each other.

Those two faults are muscular.

Turn around even three people, checking the time on the smartphone screen.

I haven't asked what outfit those two are coming in, but it's troublesome to look for all the similar outfits around.

Why are the young guys walking all dressed up in similar clothes?

If you don't understand, you can't do it.

As he complains internally about his recent mass-produced outfit, he stops in a place where he has a gaze to look around.

An overwhelming difference from around, which I have experienced many times.

They were showing off differences in qualities in the first place that could never be imitated by outfits, makeup, etc.

Its appearance that attracts ordinary people and gathers their gaze.

I don't see any brave men approaching them because they're too neat.

This could have been the only one still there.

But if both of those people were in line, it certainly wouldn't be easy to talk to them.

Slowly, we change direction and walk toward them.

You noticed we were here, too, and you brightened the look on your face that seemed boring.

Well, there hasn't been much change when it comes to Kirasaka.

"Hello, Buckwheat! And Maple and Ohara."

"Oh... you turned it into a yukata"

"Yes!"

Confirm once now what Shizuku looks like, who replies well.

He had a small wipe in a white yukata with a waterball-like pattern based on white.

It looks very good with Shizukuishi's white skin and bright expression.

"... I'll make you wait a long time, Makoto. You're busy with your habits."

And Beautiful Lusaka next door was dressed in yukata the same way.

In contrast to Shizukuishi, the black fabric and the blue floral yukata show even more adults the beautiful Luosaka surrounding the atmosphere of Rin.

"Sorry... but we made it in time."

With an apology that doesn't even make you feel like reflection or anything else, when you avoid verbal attacks from her, Maple and Yudo also greet each of them.

Shizuku and Maple praise each other for their appearance, and the soothing air flows.

At the end of the whole greeting, Shizukuishi and Kirasaka turn their gazes silently here.

I immediately guessed what it meant, but there is something embarrassing about it in words.

Above all, what you have to say in front of your sister and friends accelerates the hardship to say even more.

"... Isn't that good?

I wonder why I responded in a questionable way.

I didn't expect you to expose your ability to communicate and, more importantly, your lack of language skills in a place like this.

To hide his embarrassment, he turns his back and walks out one first.

You must be out of your mind to hear a couscous laugh from behind.

"It's still busy."

When Maple sees someone gathered at the festival, he leaks his candid thoughts.

It's definitely busy.

Rather, until it was too busy and I started to feel bad.

Walking not to bump into each other, and evil not to be noticeable, is surprisingly a nerve-dampening thing.

Besides, I'm walking with three extra prominent people this year, so I was worried about the gaze from around me.

"I guess the scale of fireworks is increasing every year, as well as the number of stores opened"

"Seeing it every year, it's a waste of time to look the same"

Shizukuru and Yudo were having such conversations back there.

No matter how famous the festivals and fireworks are, I do feel like I don't feel fresh watching them every year.

Aside from the fact that I think it's a waste of time, I find it harder to find out what's different from normal years.

It's harder than finding a bad mistake.

"Too many people... maybe I'll cut them down"

……

Which god, you are.

I'm too scared of the idea to stop shivering...

And what the hell way do you reduce it?

Definitely must strike something off the sky.

You're doing a lot of Friday roadshows and stuff!

I hear a lot about SNS servers going down every year.

Each one of them gets word from a different organization as they state their thoughts on crowds, opening stores, etc.

Words alone, I'm not sure what people were saying, but I did hear that voice.

"Wow, you're seriously beautiful, that guy"

"The two of you in the back are cute, and the one next door is handsome,"

There is no more accurate and trustworthy word than an opinion from someone else who is unintended and complete.

Because I judge people by their appearance without any relationship, personality, or other information.

It's not even a matter of concern now that I'm not in their conversation.

In the first place, they wouldn't even think I was part of this group.

Because they stand out in vain, I naturally hear similar voices.

If it were meant to be, inferiority or disgust might swirl through your mind.

I may mourn that I cannot be seen in the same way only by myself.

But this is reality, and it has always been the same.

It's only been a long time since I've been told a fact that hasn't started right now.

Humans, I often hear that having something that doesn't change humanity, but I forgot it, too.

Recently, he had set himself up in an environment where people gathered, either blessed or cursed by the people around him.

Getting used to it is horrible.

When I was in the same position as them, I had a similar feeling to the illusion that they were categorized in the same way.

Whatever the environment was, it never changed.

Isn't the difference between me and them so clear?

Because I could reaffirm that, for some reason, the only thing that dominated my mind was the feeling of relief.