Iyo
Stories 8
Chapters 600
Words 1.1 M
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Reading 3 d, 17 h
“Yuuma!” My hand was being gripped tightly. The falling raindrops hurt. I had just talked with the shinigami inside that bright world, but somehow I found myself back in the real world, drenched because of the rain. With Suzuno gripping my arm. “What are you doing?! Quickly! Let’s go somewhere with a roof!” “...Suzuno? Huh? Where did Motoyama and the others go?” Suzuno pulled me without asking me any questions. “They went ahead! Didn’t you see…- 51.5 K • Ongoing
Walking in the rain felt good. I steadily climbed through the vermilion tunnel, wondering when I would reach the top. No, I actually couldn’t care less about that. I just wanted to ascend these stairs without thinking about anything else. Suddenly, the rain stopped and light shone from behind the torii gates. Something was coming at me. “So, what are you doing?” My eyes widened. I didn’t expect it to talk to me. Not to mention that its voice was familiar. I passed through the torii…- 51.5 K • Ongoing
- “Kya! Photogenic! Insta-worthy! I’m mind-blown!” With an SLR camera hanging on her neck, Momo-chan excitedly gazed at the Thousand Torii Gate of the Fushimi Inari Shrine. It was the second day of our school trip. The schedule for our self-study was arranged by none other than Momo-chan. So, we were going to sightsee all over Kyoto. She scheduled an itinerary based on ‘places where Suzuno-chan would look good at’ and this place was the one she was most excited about. The path to the…
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- May came. The irritated feelings in my chest grew bigger and tormented me. “Alright, see you later, Natsuhara-san. Check out where the girl group will go for me, okay?” “Mhm. Bye bye, Motoyama-kun.” In the corner of my eyes, Suzuno waved her hand while smiling brightly. The person she talked to was Motoyama, my ‘(self proclaimed) best friend.’ Recently, they had been talking to each other a lot. They knew each other since they were kids, so it wasn’t surprising to see them…
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- Last year’s Suzuno had disappeared somewhere. The prickly atmosphere around her had transformed into a soft one when I wasn’t looking at her. She still had difficulties joining the girls’ group, but this year, Momo-chan– Momotani-san, the squirrel-like girl she befriended last year at the school festival, was in the same class as her. Thanks to her, she was never branded as a ‘loner’ again. By the time the cherry blossom leaves turned green, even the boys had started talking to her.…
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- The morning after my encounter with the shinigami, I found myself waking up in exhaustion. This wasn’t the right mood for the opening ceremony. I felt terrible. The exhaustion felt especially heavy on me as I stood in front of the school building. How should I try to make things work? I said all those things to the shinigami, but I was still afraid to approach Suzuno— That was when I found out that we were in the same class. I froze in place after seeing the class placements on the…
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- The night before my school's opening ceremony. The shinigami appeared at my bedside. A spring storm was raging outside. Lightning lit the room through the curtains and the roaring thunder was loud enough to shake the air. “My, my, Yuuma-kun. I can’t believe you tried to run away from our deal.” Like usual, I couldn’t move my body. Meanwhile the shinigami sliced me with his sharp words. He stood between the window and me. The flashing lightning became his background. “Haven’t I…
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- For White Day, I gave Suzuno sweets that she liked. Assortments of colorful macarons. But, I couldn’t bring myself to give them to her directly. So, I secretly tied the gift to her bike’s handle. It was currently the third semester of eighth grade. We barely talked to each other anymore. Winter slowly approached its end. The cherry blossom season was just around the corner. Two years had passed since I first met Suzuno. Soon, we would enter another spring. ED:…
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- “Yuuma.” After school. I was studying at the library when Suzuno suddenly called for me in a low voice. She beckoned me to come closer to her. “...What’s wrong?” It had been a week since I last talked to her. The winter was already at its coldest during the time I kept running away from her. Facing her after all that time passed felt awkward. But, seeing her overcame that awkwardness with ease made me feel happy. “Here.” Outside the library. She held out a small…
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- As we entered the late part of January, snow fell in Setagaya. The snow, falling since midnight, piled up quickly as it painted the town white. I walked to school alone, stepping on the snow. It was almost time for the school bell to ring. Today, I didn’t go to the park. I didn’t want Suzuno to see me. After our Christmas date, I kept my distance from her. She invited me to hatsumode, but I turned her down. After the semester started, I stopped visiting her in the park, telling her…
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