My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Autumn passes and winter solstice passes, cold comes and summer comes.

In this era that does not belong to him, Tamaki Hikaru seems to have lost his grasp of time.

Often when I bury my head, I don’t know how many days have passed.

All life issues such as food, clothing, housing, and transportation were left to Yachiyo Yayoi and Flanders to take care of.

Tamaki Hikaru completely turned into a dead house who couldn't hear what was going on outside the window, nestling in the study.

Occasionally when I go out, I just go to the shrine in the mountains with various questions and conjectures to seek answers.

In such a life, Tamaki Hikaru never paid attention to the rising and setting of the sun and the changing of seasons.

It's rare to go out once, and it feels like there are no trees in the mountains, and it's so cold that you don't know the year.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, but the bright sunshine was a bit dazzling at the moment.

"Spring has arrived again, and I don't know if the camellias will bloom more lushly this year."

Tamaki Hikaru stretched his muscles that had not moved for a long time and walked out of the study.

There are several bonsai plants planted in the courtyard, which are neatly trimmed without any gaps.

This is also due to the hard work of a certain maid, who pruned these bonsai as if they were human bodies when she had nothing to do.

"Are you going out? Do you need me to accompany you?"

Yachiyo Yayoi took a thin haori and draped it on Tamaki Hikaru from behind.

“It’s cold in spring and the wind is cool, so wear more layers to protect yourself from the wind.”

Tamaki Hikaru naturally followed Yachiyo Yayoi's movements to put on the haori, and looked up at the new branches sprouting in the courtyard, his eyes a little dazed.

"What year is this year?"

"Time? It's already the sixth year."

Astonishingly, Hikari Tamaki has been in this era for six or seven years.

Time has left many traces on his body, which not only makes him appear more adapted to this era, but also adds to his age.

Although he is still young, he is no longer at the same stage as his previous self.

If they looked more like siblings when they stood together with Yachiyo Yayoi before, they look even more like siblings now.

Tamaki Hikaru sighed and looked away.

"I don't plan to go out, I'm just a little tired and want to relax my eyes."

I sat down directly and saw a peaceful spring day, but not a bit happy.

Fast forward six years, but he still hasn't found a way.

The so-called demon god Astaroth in the Key of Solomon who can travel between the past and the future is nothing more than a false prophet.

There are several ways to achieve immortality, but they all have one thing in common.

That is not to be a human being, as long as you are not a human being.

This small price is nothing at all to some people who are crazy and paranoid in their pursuit of immortality.

And compared with these costs, there are still some things weighing on Tamaki Hikaru's heart at the moment.

Six years, six years, it seems to be a long time in short, but six years have passed in a blink of an eye.

What Tamaki Hikari is worried about is nothing else, but the inevitable "growth" of human beings.

If Tamaki Hikaru really finds the ideal method of immortality, he will still need to survive a hundred years before he can return to his original era.

And what will he become in these hundred years?

People will grow and people will change.

From immaturity to maturity, from youthfulness to proficiency, from tightness to looseness.

Tamaki Hikaru suddenly coughed twice violently, and Yachiyo Yayoi patted his back caringly.

"Why did you cough suddenly? Did you get cold from the wind?"

Tamaki Hikaru waved his hand, indicating that he was not that delicate.

"I just thought about something and felt terrible."

The most precious thing for people is the future, and the thing that people fear most is also the future.

Because no one knows what they will encounter in the next moment or what kind of person they will become.

Regardless of the so-called ideal or dream, how many people can actually realize it?

Not to mention how far apart my childhood self is from my current self?

Tamaki Hikaru is not an old man who has grown up after countless years.

So at this time, he was full of worries about the future and growth.

I am afraid that in these long hundreds of years, I will gradually give up my original self and become another kind of person.

So Tamaki Hikaru refuses to adapt to this era, even if he is already subconsciously integrating into it.

He was afraid, afraid that he would become an annoying adult gradually, so he chose to go with the flow.

It's really ridiculous. He is obviously such a happy-go-lucky person, but now he is very afraid of being happy-go-lucky like this.

Yachiyo Yayoi knelt down behind Tamaki Hikaru, stretched out her hand, gently pressed Tamashiro Hikari's temples, and slowly placed him on her lap.

"What are you afraid of? There is magic that can make everything come true, so what is there to be afraid of?"

While helping him soothe him, he also enlightened him with words.

In terms of caring, among the three women in the entire mansion, only Yachiyo Yayoi was the best.

The accumulated years not only made her vision sharper, but also made her understand more.

Tamaki Hikaru closed his eyes and peacefully enjoyed the girl's knee pillow and massage.

"Magic is not omnipotent, it is just an introduction."

Infinite possibilities also mean that Tamaki Hikaru must make unlimited efforts towards his goals.

He had already experienced a similar situation once, but he was a little unsure about whether he could persist the second time.

In the witch's courtyard, time stands still, and so does Tamaki Hikaru's growth.

He can have enough motivation and perseverance to sit in front of the typewriter and type continuously.

But now?

Tamaki Hikaru is not sure. Who can be sure that he will never change and will remain the same as he is now?

"Yayoi, do you think you have changed in all these years?"

"Huh? Change?"

Yachiyo Yayoi was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"How could someone not change? Even I have experienced many different periods, and there is no real eternity in this world."

She was once an ordinary person. After eating mermaid meat, she felt excited, confused, and in pain, and finally she chose to give up thinking.

In the end, because of that sentence, a coincidence rekindled a little bit of self, and only then did Yayoi Yachiyo become what she is today.

"Yes, people will always change, so I worry that one day I will no longer be like myself now and do something I regret."

Tamaki Hikaru sighed, his eyes full of worry.

Yachiyo Yayoi's mind was sharp and she quickly understood the meaning of Tamaki Hikaru's words.

"You're just tired. Your nerves have been too tense in the past few years. Just relax a little and you'll be fine."

The movements in his hands were gentler, and the tips of his hair fell on Tamaki Hikari's ears, twitching slightly.