Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

The heart is looking forward to, looking forward to the sick and weak girl, not to make the most dangerous choice.

Unfortunately, when they arrived, it was too late...

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When I woke up, the door was locked, and the house was filled with silence and coldness.

And a can of opened black tea.

The eyes are blurred, and there is light entering the corners of the eyes. It is the afterglow of the setting sun that has prolonged the shadow of the curtains.

The afterglow fell on the balcony, looking at Youyou through the glass door.

He drank the cold tea in the can and staggered to his feet.The world illuminated by the afterglow seems to have drawn a clear line from the silent home.

Let her walk to the balcony unconsciously.

With a swipe, the glass door opened, and the inside and outside of the door were no longer two worlds, and the setting sun shone on Youyou's body.

A touch of warmth, this is the feeling of the setting sun, and it can't help but make the brain that has just woken up from a coma feel a little bit of comfort.

It's a pity that the warmth is gradually getting colder. After all, the sunshine at this time is only the afterglow of the setting sun.

She put her hands on the railing.

Looking at the sunset in the same situation as myself.

Like a person whose dream has passed away, this light will eventually set.

—Is it gone? ... Her dreams were not just lost, but betrayed by herself.

——Magical girl is just a synonym for her avoiding sickness.

——She, Yumi Kurihara, couldn't bear the weight of her dreams.

So, towards the west skyline, towards the balcony railing.

Overlooking, hanging down.The round sun is cut in half by the horizon, and graceful, held upside down by gravity.

It is also a good view to watch the sunset backwards.

That part of the circle is down and the horizon is up.It seems that the blue sky is the earth, and the path in front of the house has turned into a dome.

She is falling towards the dome.The day is not high enough.

The sky is not so high, and it will touch the dome in just a short moment.

At least before flying away from this world, remember the dome... no, the two figures on the path in front of the house.

The setting sun also elongated the shadows of the squad leader and Tatsuya, they should be looking at this side.

In the end, the surprised expressions froze on their shadows, and then spread to her landing point.

Youyou waved her arms towards them and fell backwards, heralding that the farewell had come.

Snapped--

Not too complicated mood.

Embossed flesh, blooming on the concrete pages.

Chapter 34 Echoes of funerals, flying in the sky

In the dark night without light, the screen of a mobile phone is on.

"Sister Yan, are you free now?"

"What's the matter? It's rare for you to send me a message in such a formal tone."

"It's nothing, I just want to confirm, is your ability to go back in time really unusable?"

"Suddenly ask me this kind of question, don't you..."

"In short, just ask, Sister Yan can give me a definite answer."

"..."

"..."

This question is asked a second time. "

"Three years ago, you also asked once."

"My answer has never changed, and I can't go back in time."

"Because the time period that I can use the ability to look back in time is limited to 'the time when I met Madoka' and 'the time when I made a wish to QB'."

"Now, the endless reincarnation has broken through. I jumped out of that time period and can no longer go back in time... I don't want to try to go back in time."

"Even if you can go back, what if you don't control it well when you go back, and you jump into reincarnation again?"

"Another decade? Stop kidding."

"..."

"..."

"I understand, Sister Yan, thank you for your answer."

"Boy, let me warn you again, from the end of reincarnation, we have to bear the consequences for everything we encounter.

——We have no chance to do it all over again. "

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A beautiful funeral, held very flatly.

Although Tatsuya didn't want to use this adjective to express his mood at the funeral, the entire funeral process was carried out in such an orderly manner until the ashes of Youyou were buried - he could only find the word "flat" to describe it.

The eulogy recited by the master of ceremonies was flat and emotionless, and the relatives and friends who attended the funeral were flat and emotionless.

Maybe they're suppressing their grief too.

The result of repression is flat and emotionless.

Even the classmates who were organized by the monitor were a little confused.

Their relationship with Youyou is not enough to recognize the image of this sick and weak girl.

The weather that is about to enter summer is not gloomy at all, and the sun is shining. Even if I want to make my heart sad, there is no suitable scene.

Under the sun, the sound of a few weeping echoed in the sunny cemetery.

It was the beautiful parents who cried the most.

As Tatsuya gathered information, they love their daughter.

They were crying from the bottom of their hearts, crying because the sickly daughter left in a blink of an eye.

The one who cried the most was the monitor.

She blamed herself for not being by Youyou's side at the most critical moment.

I also blame myself why I didn't realize Youyou's real dream earlier.

Even if the moment Youyou jumped from the balcony, she could rush over to catch her.

In this way, she doesn't have to watch her friend turn into flesh and blood in front of her eyes.

That was her deepest nightmare in the past few days.

Nightmares are also pervasive in reality.

She couldn't even reveal the truth about Elegant Death because Tatsuya prevented her from revealing things about the other world.

So it was Tatsuya who cried the most silently.

The expression on his face was as plain as those of his relatives, friends and classmates.

But in my heart, the most distressing self has been hiding in the corner of the atrium and crying loudly.

If the squad leader didn't tighten Youyou's arm at the last moment, then he was the one who pushed Youyou off the cliff.

When he clarified his dream of "cutting off the tragic cycle between magical girls and witches", he had already made mental preparations.

However, he really did not expect that the first time he practiced his dream, he lost a life.

——At least, Yumi won't become a magical girl and then a witch again, will she?

He laughed at himself in his heart, and wanted to make himself who was crying in his heart feel better by scolding himself.

The painful time passed quickly, and the eulogy was finally finished.

The funeral came to a dull end.

off.

After the sun set to the west again and the setting sun ruled the world, the people left in the cemetery were all relatives who sincerely worshiped the beauty.

There were not many people, only her parents, the squad leader, Tatsuya, and Ichika.

"Me and Youyou's father always felt that with her sick body, she would suddenly leave us one day. This day finally came, but we still couldn't accept it. Because in the premonition, it was disease that took her away. Now she jumped off the balcony without knowing why, how can she be accepted!"

"And we can't understand the last words she left behind. What kind of dream, what kind of betrayal, is life important? She dragged her sick body and lived until she was 13 years old. Why should she end herself at this juncture? s life?"

As the number dwindled, the beautiful mother finally couldn't bear it anymore.

The white-collar mother sat slumped next to the beautiful tombstone, choking up as if she was talking to herself or complaining.

Her father hugged his wife speechlessly, staring blankly at his daughter's name on the tombstone.

"I admit that in order to earn more money to heal her body, I haven't had a good talk with her for a long time. I also admit that I am usually busy with work and rarely have time to accompany her. But I am her mother, Why can't you come and have a chat with me before making this kind of decision?"

For the monitor and Tatsuya, mother's words were undoubtedly a sharp sword piercing the heart.

Just because they knew everything, and because they didn't say anything, every question of Youyou's mother couldn't be answered.

The squad leader was already tired from crying, she lowered her head now, her bangs covered her eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yi Xia was considered an outsider, he wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't persuade him.

"Three classmates, you are good friends of Youyou, right? Then do you know why Youyou did this? If you have a really good relationship with her, you will definitely know about our incompetent parents, so Didn't notice anything?"

The self-talking accusation came to this point, the graceful mother slumped on the ground, and crawled two steps towards the monitor.

As if reaching out her hand towards the straw in the abyss, her palm weakly tugged on the squad leader's skirt.

The squad leader trembled visibly.

"Hey, three classmates, can you tell Youmei's incompetent parents how she feels?"

"Auntie, beautiful she—"

"Sorry, Auntie, we don't know too well."

The trembling squad leader was almost about to tell the truth, and the tears that had just stopped dripped again as she raised her head.

It's a pity that her words still didn't form a sentence, and Tatsuya pressed the palm of his hand to stop her trembling.

With blood in his heart, Tatsuya told a lie.

The squad leader stared at him, and slowly, slowly, slowly lowered his head.

The bangs shaded her eyes again.

"Really? Yuyou didn't tell you either... She didn't tell anyone... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The setting sun is divided by the horizon, and in the cemetery, a pair of parents hug each other and cry.

Young people, two boys and one girl, accompanied the parents, and let the setting sun stretch their shadows together for a long, long time.

But just like their thoughts, they are parallel and do not intersect on the ground.

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The trajectory of the world has returned to the right track.

After class and after school, two o'clock and one line, the life of the school has not changed at all.

It's just that the monitor of Class [-] (C) is in a very bad mood recently.