[Comprehensive] Kazuya's happy life

light.

Pure white, dazzling light.

That was the light he was after, which illuminated the way forward in the darkness.

Inexplicably, his body became light and weightless, and his vague consciousness was about to dissipate. He no longer remembered who he was or where he was. Only a firm belief guided him persistently to that place in the vast darkness. Daoguang moved forward.

Finally, after crossing the darkness, he broke through a curtain and entered the range of light.

What is this place?

The solid ground under your feet is familiar, the white pedals are familiar, the loud and vague cheers from all around are familiar, the round white ball in your hand is familiar...

He didn't need anyone to remind him, there seemed to be an instinct sleeping in the depths of his consciousness that naturally knew what to do at this time.

Sideways, pedals, leg lifts, front landings, arm swoops, ball throws—

With incredible strength, the white ball flew out along the fingertips, passed the bat that was swung in vain by the opposite side, and fell straight into the brown glove that was waiting there...

The cheers rose sharply, he straightened up and raised his hand to skillfully wipe his sweaty forehead, his slightly wet black hair flicked gently under the brim of his hat as he turned his head.

what.

It turned out that the beam of light came from there.

His eyes swept over the huge scoreboard in the distance, which was lined up on two tall iron frames on both sides of it, and the spotlight cast a dazzling light—that was the beam of light that guided him here.

"Jiaziyuan..."

The moment the name was murmured uncontrollably, all the missing memories flooded into my mind like a tide.

The smiling girl, the boy who turned his head, the fat dog wagging his tail, the two neighbors...

In the room shared by the two, the beds on the upper and lower floors, and the study room where the three of them shared, he smiled and said that he would bet on Xiaonan, but she raised her hand with her head down and couldn't see the expression on her face, and put the poker in her hand. The cards are scattered vigorously...

Countless memories and emotions rushed into my mind, but in the end, all that remained was a sharp hiss.

The ear-piercing sound of car tires rubbing against the ground, the child crying miserably in horror, the passers-by whispering with pity and emotion, the intense pain and the ensuing endless darkness...

"So, I'm already dead."

The moment he realized this, he slammed away from the field, and a cold touch came from under him. He turned his head subconsciously, and saw that person——a twin brother who had almost the same face as him, standing alone. In the dark morgue, with a strange blankness on his face, he stared blankly at his... dead body.

"It's like a fake."

He said to the black-haired girl who opened the door and stumbled in like sleepwalking in a light tone.

Slowly sitting up from his corpse, he quietly looked at the two people standing in front of his corpse.

His mood was so calm that he felt terrible.

he died.

But he is still here.

he thought quietly.

He silently watched him chattering seemingly calmly, but after parting from her, he lay on the bed that belonged to him and cried loudly amidst the deafening classical music.

He silently watched her run down the embankment. Amidst the rumble of the train passing on the bridge, a person hid in the bridge hole and cried like a collapse.

He watched silently as they packed up for his funeral.

He started to get up and exercise every morning according to his plan. He used to be such a sleepy person.

She began to gradually show her talent in rhythmic gymnastics, blooming a daunting beauty.

He joined the baseball club, took him and his two dreams, and promised to take her to Koshien.

She regained her bright smile and entrusted him with the expectations she had for him.

They went around and around, and finally at the embankment where she was crying for him, he confessed to her that he loved her more than anyone else in the world.

His firm and calm expression, her quiet and beautiful smile.

They deserve to be together, that is the most suitable happiness.

He thought he would disappear after seeing this scene, but he didn't.

Like he thought he'd disappear the moment he led the team into Koshien, but he didn't.

So he just floated beside them like this, and many years passed in a flash, and they would come to his grave together every year as promised.

They didn't know he was there all the time.

until that day.

The church bell rang, and he and she stood in front of the altar and made vows.

Watching them exchanging rings and kissing amidst the blessings of relatives and friends, he suddenly felt his "body" begin to slowly dissipate.

It turned out that his obsession was never her, not Jiashien, but him and her—the two people he loved the most in this life—could truly be liberated and happy after losing him.

After so many years of death, he finally understood his greatest wish. He raised his head with a smile and let his consciousness slowly collapse.

And just a second before he was about to disappear completely, he seemed to see those two people turning their heads together, with surprise and joy on their faces, looking in his direction——

"Kazuya?!"

……Um.

it's me.

Brother, Xiaonan, I wish you happiness.

He smiled with relief.

This time, it is really going to disappear from their world.

He felt a little regretful in a trance, and thought with some understanding.

However, at the last moment, what greeted him was not what he expected, eternal darkness...

He opened his eyes suddenly, and "jumped" off the bed almost like a bounce.

He hadn't felt it for many years, the real touch of his palm touching the soft bedding made him stunned for a moment.

What is reflected in the line of sight is a scene that is so familiar that it can no longer be familiar.

Here is him and his room.

It was dark outside the window.

The old calendar hanging on the wall clearly shows the current time under the moonlight——

He came back here from the scene of his and her wedding.

Back to him and her and him, the summer when I was 14 years old.