Shiga Prefecture is located at an important node between several prefectures along the island coast and the Kinki region, so it has a developed transportation network around the east side of Lake Biwa.

When you are not in a hurry, taking the train from Yonehara City and enjoying the scenery of Lake Biwa along the way is the most convenient way to save money to Otsu City.

“Automatic ticket vending machine, found.”

Sanqianzi was standing in front of the ticket machine and operating it clumsyly. She used this instrument for the first time.

"Sites, lines, and money, ah, it's a bit expensive, it doesn't matter, it's enough." Sanqianzi put the pocket money he saved in the coin entrance.

The transportation prices of routes in island countries are not uniform. According to the operating company, the routes are cheap and expensive.

It was just dawning, and Sanqianzi left the school route alone and ran to the station. After receiving the ticket, she immediately shrank and sat on the bench.

Fear, fear, and all kinds of news about the murder of children made small places unsafe.

The train entrance time is 5:15 in the morning, so you have to wait a little longer.

She looked down at the red children's shoes on her feet, and her heart was mixed with worry, excitement, and fear.

Isn't it good to run out in such anger? I also talk to the Angel Sister like myself. If the Angel Sister is really angry with me, then how should Aiko explain the complaints in the future?

Just as Sanqianzi was thinking about it, an old employee in the security room came over with a hat. He observed for a few minutes. The child was sitting alone on the bench.

"Kid, are you taking a car alone..."

Shocked, Sanqianzi almost threw herself to the ground with a loud noise. She shook her head with all her might: "No, I'm with my mother, she just happened to go to the bathroom and came back soon."

"Is that true, be with the adults."

"Uh-huh!!"

"Bang bang."

At the end of the sleeper, a train with a headlight on roared, smashing the gray sky.

In the eyes of many people, trains are full of images. There are train fans all over the world, carrying the blessing of Lake Biwa. These trains driving by Lake Biwa are famous objects in the photographer's camera.

Avoiding the sight of railway employees, Sanqianzi immediately boarded the train after checking the ticket.

Due to the harsh climate along the island coast, the population is not large. As a result, the railway transportation capacity of this line is not high. In addition, in the early morning, the seats around Sanqianzi were all empty.

Some people snore in the carriage, some people just woke up, and there was a faint smell of food.

The breakfast made by Mihara Ang was so unpalatable. After arriving in Otsu City, I wonder if I could buy a meal with my pocket money.

Otsu City is also a big city.

"Hmph."

Feeling the power of the train, looking at Lake Biwa that suddenly appeared and slowly retreated outside the window, Sanqianzi's eyes reflected the same light as the water and sky.

…………

Otsu City.

The city where the garrison station is located shows a slightly more grand pattern. Although low-short houses still dominate the mainstream, you can also see several tall buildings.

But some Tokyo people still make some sense of their thoughts. Except for our Tokyo, other places in the island country are villages!

The monks in the temple were holding brooms to clean up the garbage on the street. As clergy, they might have the rest of their role as psychiatrists.

The surrounding residents are buried in the temple cemetery, but it is not an ancient temple. Few people from other places come to buy the property after death.

Seeing the tall Yuki walking to the gate of the courtyard, the monk lowered his head and said warmly: "Hello."

No matter who the monk sees, he will enter the cemetery. Such a smile can make the monk feel that he still recognizes himself, and his sad days become brighter because of this smile.

It turns out that I am somehow a character, and all the monks in the temple still remember me.

Meticulous religious service etiquette.

"Um."

Yuki was just holding a white flower for tribute in his hand, and there was no one else beside him. That's all, it was so simple that it was so simple.

"Line eight inwards, turn left, the fifth one, well, this one."

A small tombstone appeared in front of Yuki. Compared with the magnificent tombstone forest that is more than half a person tall, this monument can only be said to be a dwarf.

Just like the life of a man under the monument.

【Taki Yuma】

The inscriptions on the stele are also extremely simple, as if they are afraid that others will discover their past through clues and strokes, and use the most regular font.

Not to mention a brief life introduction, the epitaph is not even a black and white photo on the tombstone.

"Mom, just do that, I wish you all the best in heaven."

"Brother, let's go."

"Uh-huh,"

A pair of people who were thirty or forty years old, who looked like they were brothers and sisters, put a handful of flowers in front of the tombstone, and immediately stood up and left.

When Tamaki came in, the two seemed to have just squatted down. When he walked to the tombstone, the two had already finished their work.

I have my own personal joy and sorrow, and Yuki can see it very well.

I don’t know if anyone will come to the grave to express it after I die.

"Say."

He placed the flowers for sacrifice in front of the tombstone, and Dean Tamaki clasped his hands together and closed his eyes to ponder.

After the siblings left, the cemetery was quiet enough to hear the sound of the monk sweeping the floor.

"Two flowers."

The monk became unfamiliar with cleaning, and a white joke appeared beside the tombstone. Including the one he placed on him, there were two flowers at once.

However, compared with the colorful ones in front of other tombstones, they are far behind.

"It's pretty good, two flowers."

Tamaki took out his cell phone and looked at the time. Ayako should be still sleeping. Even if there is a letter of introduction that wants to undergo surgery, she has to follow the arrangements.

"Time flies very fast and it passes very slowly. Not long after you leave, the follower Miyuan returned to the welfare home with a full head of her head."

"He is not suitable for venturing in society, oh, by the way, I told you about this three years ago."

"Then change something you don't know..."

"Yuma, the little girl back then is now seven years old."

"Primary school student, first grade."

"I grew up safely, but the wounds on my feet are still there."

"I didn't expect that you deliberately hid from Mihara to Otsu City, and you still couldn't avoid some things. Today I took her to see you, and I'll also see you."

“If it were…”

Yuki half-squatted on the ground, just as she was about to stroke the tombstone with her hand, the cell phone in her pocket rang.

An unfamiliar phone number, but it is indeed a local call from Shiga Prefecture.

Adopting a family? Foster children?

"Hey? Hello, I'm Tamaki..."

"Director Tamaki, has Sanqianzi gone to your place?"

It was the woman's voice. After divorce and half-resignation, Dean Tamaki and the woman entered a semi-insulated state.

The young voice should be, Takahashi is pitiful, how did this angel get his cell phone?

No, the problem is three thousand sons?

"Three thousand sons?"
Chapter completed!