broken wings soul

There are still people walking their dogs there.

The boy, also in a T-shirt and gym shorts, was running.He is quite tall and strong, and looks like a junior high school student or a high school student, but he did not expect to be a child of his own age who comes to the dojo every Wednesday.

Today is Friday.Harumi saw Shinbu for the first time in a day that had nothing to do with the dojo.

Reflexively went down the embankment.

Why?Harumi felt his chest puff up, could it be called excitement?

"Hey. What are you running for?"

The moment they passed each other, Harumi asked.But Shinbu only glanced at Harumi, didn't stop, and didn't answer.

Harumi was furious.Why ignore me.Although he usually likes to boo all the time and interferes with the real part practice, it is not surprising that he is hated, but Harumi himself is completely unaware of it.He never thought that he was an existence that the real department could not avoid.

Harumi began to chase Yuan's back.

"Why are you so arrogant, you treat others like air!"

Harumi screamed desperately with a thin voice that was far from changing his voice.

But the people in front did not look back.Only the panting sound of haha ​​sounded around.Harumi had no choice but to keep shouting while running hahaha.It was the same as when booing inside the dojo from the verandah.

"Hey, you still run when the dojo is resting, is it interesting?"

The dangling shopping bags in the supermarket are so annoying.

"Hey, is it fun to throw people out? Sweating so much... don't you feel dirty, don't you feel... shameful!?"

The back of the real part, which seemed wide for a child, was covered in sweat, and the gray T-shirt was discolored.

This dull guy.Dirty guy.Despite thinking so, Harumi did not give up chasing at all.Zhenbu didn't run very fast, but he was able to catch up, but soon his breathing became chaotic.

The tofu in the shopping bag jumped up.Oops, maybe the tofu will be smashed.I was so worried for a moment, and soon Harumi realized that he was in more trouble than tofu.

That came out of nowhere.

From the depths of the throat to the chest, the inside of the body seemed to be twisted.Breathing became difficult.

Asthma attack.

Slap.Under the impact of the landing, the tofu made a sound of breaking.The water overflowing from the white bag changed the color of the ground.Harumi couldn't move, and stood upright, her shoulders were shaking up and down greatly.The sound of wheezing and wheezing came out of his throat like a thief.

The boy's far away figure is still in my eyes, but it has lost its color.

It's over... It's over, I'm really over—

During this period, the grand mal seizures are slowly decreasing.Harumi finally couldn't stand up anymore and squatted down.The ground is wet, but I can't care about it.As if trying to escape from the turbulent waves surging in his body, he curled his body into a small ball.

Harumi began to fumble in the breast pocket of his shirt.When going out, just in case, my mother asked me to bring a respirator, so I should be inside.The pockets I took out were limp.No.dropped it.In the palm of my hand, there is only the feeling of my own thin body that unnaturally fluctuates up and down.

The chest is so stuffy.out of breath.

So sad.So sad--

"What’s wrong with you?"

A voice is heard.Lifting his face, he saw the boy who thought he had gone away standing in front of him.

Looking down at myself squatting.

"Ah, hey..."

Can't make a sound.Only the sound of the wind kept exhaling from Harumi's inflamed bronchi.Her normally pink lips also lost blood and turned purple.

"Hey, woo..."

Harumi gasped for breath, and desperately grabbed the hem of his real sports shorts.

So sad.So sad.

Help me——unable to speak, on Harumi's upturned cheeks, tears slowly slid out from the corners of his eyes.Mabe just looked at Harumi.Save me, save me.The chest rose and fell several times, and the ribs under the shirt sank horribly with each breath.

Harumi desperately pounded around the pockets of his jacket.The respirator might have fallen behind, Harumi wanted to point there, but his body couldn't turn.

Maybe die.Maybe die just like that.

Harumi's hand that was tightly twisting the gym shorts was thrown away.Mabe shook his leg somewhat roughly, and broke away from Harumi's grasping hand.

"Ah, eh..."

No, don't go.don't leave me.

Seeing Mabu walk away, Harumi made a wheezing sound and tears fell down his face.After a while, Shinbu came back, but that period was particularly uncomfortable, making Harumi feel extraordinarily long.

"Look, it's this one"

What Mamo handed over was a white respirator.Harumi took it and sprayed out the potion skillfully, then moved his mouth to suck it in.

Inhale slowly twice.That's a fast-acting bronchodilator.Breathing became smoother, Harumi's mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, and when he realized it, he found a hand stroking his back.

The temperature is a little high in the palm.Slowly rubbing Chunsi's bony little back.

That hand was a little hot, even sweaty, but I didn't know why it felt very comfortable.

Her breathing was basically normal, but Harumi couldn't take a step for a while, and sat on the embankment with her knees hugged.

"...your hands are shaking"

Mabe, who was sitting next to him, stared at Harumi's hands clasping his knees.The usually expressionless and childish boy seemed a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Are you okay?"

"fine"

Sometimes there is a side effect after inhaling the medicine, which makes the hands tremble for a while.

"That's it. That's good"

The two just sat side by side and stared at the river for a while.This was a blow to Harumi.Let alone the seizure, and let Zhenbu see himself crying, feeling very discouraged.

Harumi suddenly looked to the side, and found that Mabu was also looking at him, and hurriedly turned his gaze back to the front.

My face is so hot.

The surface of the river glistens in the setting sun.Although there were no fish jumping in it, Harumi kept staring at it.There is an incredible feeling.The boy whom I have been slandering and mocking all this time is sitting next to me.

"Hey, is judo fun?

"what?"

"If only you were my child"

"…why?"

the boy asked suspiciously.

"Having a tall, patient son like you who likes to practice, the old man in my family will be very happy"

In normal times, such words would not be said out of the mouth.

Harumi knew that his father took special care of Shinbu.Father is not the kind of person who would say such things in person, but in the past, an uncle from an unknown dojo owner came to the house as a guest, and my father boasted of the real department with a proud look, saying that he had a very powerful man here. Promising children.

If this child is his own son, wouldn't he be more proud.

Harumi tightly grasped the trembling hand on her lap.

Suddenly, the head with hair fluttering in the wind was knocked.

"You have your strengths too"

"My Strengths?"

"My mother always said that it would be nice if you were her son. She always said that you are so cute, so cute..."

"... umm"

Could it be that Mabe's mother saw her during the practice match at the dojo?Basically, any mother will say cute when she sees Harumi.Will boast that he is a beautiful boy.

I'm used to hearing these words, but I don't know why I feel very embarrassed at this time, and the more I dare not look sideways.

"By the way, you can be on TV, I think you are definitely suitable for that"

Mabe raised his childish voice strangely and said.

Harumi didn't know if it was just to comfort himself, but this proposal was indeed thought up by Mabu on the spot.

——Six years later, Harumi, who was scouted to be a model on the street, was the first thing that came to mind at that time, which was Mabe's words.

"See if I'm handsome?"

Harumi spoke to the man behind him while posing in the mirror.

It's almost midnight soon.Mabe came back late because he was busy doing experiments or something. He had just taken a shower and was looking for something in the refrigerator.Wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and boxer shorts is better than just wearing a towel around your waist.

Although it is September, there seem to be summer insects chirping outside, and the temperature is quite high.On such a hot night, Harumi in front of the mirror was wearing a corduroy jacket and tweed trousers like crazy, all autumn and winter clothes bought during the day.

The dark blue top matched Harumi's face very well.

"newly bought?"

"Yeah, I'm going to take a break from work again, so I'll go shopping when I'm free."

Saving is a word that never stays for more than a day in Harumi's dictionary.Harumi, who was so depressed on the way home after work and vowed to save money, has long since disappeared.With the real department, he will not be hungry no matter what, this idea not only makes Harumi throw his anxiety to the sky, but even makes him feel that there is no need for anxiety to exist in his life at all.

"Aihara, you have to be careful with your money. You haven't saved any money at all, have you?"

Mabu put his mouth to the mouth of the bottle and drank the mineral water taken out of the refrigerator, and rarely blamed Harumi, but Harumi was not relieved at all because he went in the left ear and out the right ear.

"I can't help it, who made them all so suitable. If they don't fit, I won't buy them randomly. It's a headache to wear everything that fits. But otherwise, I wouldn't be able to be a model."

Laughter broke out.As soon as Mabe sat down at the table, Harumi opened the magazine as if waiting for a long time.The pile of books on the table seemed to be books borrowed from the library, and Harumi pushed them over little by little.Books on electrical engineering were nothing more than obstacles to Harumi.There are also "Electromagnetics of Engineering Departments Based on Basic Principles" and "Theory of Complex Number Functions in Applied Mathematics", which I don't understand at all, and they can't be eaten as food.

Harumi pushed the books to the corner, and