Only 100 days left in life

When Kojou Yujin said this, Shiratori Mariko was taken aback for a moment.

Her thoughts were still stuck in the labor pain that had just been relieved, and it was just a pure accident to meet Knotweed Youruto.I was already ready to go out, but I didn't expect to be stopped directly.

Looking at the pink-black-haired boy in front of her, Shiratori Mariko paused, and quietly put her trembling hand into her pocket, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Want to be with me?" She politely refused, "No, you are not yet an adult, you should go to bed"

"But looking at the sea is not something only adults can do, right?" Knotabagi Yuhito replied seriously, "It's not like going to a bar."

He scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked bluntly, "Is it not convenient for the white bird to be with me?"

Shiratori Mariko looked up at him, "No, it's not inconvenient either."

For the first time, she shook off her sense of guilt, and said almost willfully, "What if I say it's really inconvenient?"

"Then let's split up?" Hirohito Kidashi tentatively said, "It's too dangerous for Shiratori to go out alone late at night. I can walk at a more convenient location for you, as long as I can see you."

He made a gesture, "The one that won't delay your other affairs or should I hide it?"

Shiratori Mariko shook her head and returned to her usual state, "Thank you, but forget it."

"Kumba, go to sleep," she said softly, "I just want to go out by myself."

"But" Yuzu Yujin seemed to want to say something, but stopped talking.

He looked at Mariko Shiratori's insistence, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't look at me like that," said Mariko Shiratori, "I'm an adult now and know what not to do and what not to do. Go to sleep."

Seeing that Knotweed Youruhito seemed even more worried, she sighed helplessly, "Please, Knotweed."

Let it be her occasional willfulness, but it is true that Mariko Shiratori doesn't want others to follow her at this time.

Her secret self-esteem obviously does not allow her to show her weak side in front of others at this time, let alone such things should not be pressured on friends.That was too heavy.

Seeing that Yuzu Yuhito didn't respond, Shiratori Mariko simply bypassed him and walked towards the door.

"I'll be back in a minute," she said. "It won't be long."

Knotabagi Yuhito who was left in place was stunned for a moment.

He thought for a while, then glanced at Shiratori Mariko who was walking towards the door without looking back, and finally walked into the stairwell and went upstairs.

Walking out of the hotel gate and standing at the silent doorway, Shiratori Mariko felt a little dazed.

It's late at night, and almost all creatures have fallen into a deep sleep. The night shrouds everything in a mist, with a bit of unpredictable color.

She found the vicinity of the beach according to the location in her memory. The beach, which was so bustling during the day, was also quiet at this time, only the sound of waves lapping on the shore.

Shiratori Mariko casually found a place and sat down, quietly watching everything in front of her.

The moon is reflected on the sea, the stars are twinkling quietly, everything here is calm, and the wind blows lazily on her body.

"It's so beautiful," Mariko Shiratori said a little sadly.

She longed for a miracle, but the situation was getting worse day by day.

With such a terminal illness, is the world full of malice towards her, almost overflowing?

She doesn't understand.She didn't understand why she had been given hope of life time and time again, but she had to deprive her of those expectations, leaving only disappointment, as if the world was telling her "you can't escape".

But the world is really not that bad.

She's already well, has made a lot of friends, had a great time, and is around so many people who have shown her kindness.

Shiratori Mariko knew that she was rushing to spend the rest of the time.

For her once lacking life, even a moment of joy is precious, but it also feels very painful, just like a thorny tree wrapped around her heart, as time goes by, The thorns sank deeper and deeper.

It's not enough, it's not enough, but she asks for everything to come true, is it already an extravagant request?

She sighed and stood up, only to realize that she didn't seem to have been in the sea.

She happened to be wearing sneakers when she went out, so she simply took off her shoes and walked towards the beach with them in her hands.

As she walked deeper, the sea water rose up from the bottom bit by bit, to her ankles, and then to the position below her calves.

Shiratori Mariko could feel something hard under her feet. She put the shoe in one hand and reached out to touch it, but she found a beautiful shell.

The shells are rough, with dark patterns painted on the light white shell, with a mysterious texture.

Shiratori Mariko stuffed the shell into her pocket, and walked along the beach to the other side, but a familiar voice came from behind.

"White Bird—" Someone called her name loudly, "What are you doing—"

Shiratori Mariko turned around in surprise, and found that it was Knotabagi Yuhito who had just met downstairs.

"Knotweed?" She walked over there and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you go to sleep?"

"I brought things over here—" Knotabagi Yujin strode towards her direction, "Look!"

He stopped in front of Shiratori Mariko, raised the bag in his hand, "Guess what this is?"

Shiratori Mariko thought for a moment.

"I don't know," she said frankly, "Is it food?"

"No," Yuzu Yujin said seriously, "it's a very thick bag."

He sighed regretfully, "I thought Shiratori could see it."

Shiratori Mariko laughed.

"Did you only bring a bag?" She said teasingly, "Isn't it going to put a bag on my head and take me back?"

Knotaba Yuhito shook his head.

"No, I want to do something interesting," he lowered his voice, "I have a really great idea, do you want Shiratori to come together?"

Why did things turn out this way?

Didn't she come out to relax?

Shiratori Mariko stood on the beach, holding a heavy bag in a daze, while Knotaba Yuhito beside him kept his head down, searching for traces of crabs with a flashlight.

There are already a lot of crabs in the bag. They look big and they should taste good. They want to crawl out of the bag with their teeth and claws.

Shiratori Mariko pressed the naughty crabs back one by one with a blank face, and turned to look at Yuzu Yujin, who was continuing to catch crabs.

Knotweed Yujin is actually not very good at catching crabs. As a native of Sendai, he didn't grow up by the sea, and it seems that this is the first time he has done this kind of thing.

But he has good speed and eyesight.

For Knotaba Yuhito, quickly picking up the crab with his thumb and forefinger and throwing it into the bag is a piece of cake when he sees the timing.

Mariko Shiratori carried the bag and followed him around. By now, the bag was almost full of crabs.

Shaking the heavy bag, Shiratori Mariko also tentatively reached out to the crab on the ground that was walking sideways into the sea.

If she didn't pay attention, her finger was caught by the crab. She gasped in pain and threw the crab away.

Fortunately, the speed is fast and there is no pinch.

Blowing on her fingers, and looking at the time, Shiratori Mariko walked towards the squatting Knotaba Yuhito with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

"Knotweed, we should go back," Shiratori Mariko said with a smile, "It will be too late if we don't go."

She leaned closer to Yuzu Yujin's side, but saw him making a "shh" gesture to herself.

Shiratori Mariko lowered her voice, "What's wrong?"

Yuzu Yujin stood up, holding a conch he picked up from nowhere.

"Here," he handed the conch to her, and then reached for a bag of crabs in Mariko Shiratori's hand, "I just picked it up."

Shiratori Mariko took it suspiciously, and looked at it for a moment in the palm of her hand.

"It's pretty," she commented, and handed the conch back to Yuzu Yujin, "You keep it, it's a good souvenir."

Knotaba Yuhito shook his head, took Shiratori Mariko's hand with his free hand, and placed it next to her ear.

"Listen," he said, "is there any sound?"

For a while, the surroundings became quiet, and Mariko Shiratori could only hear the breathing of the two of them.

She moved closer, and finally heard a faint voice.

It's like the waves are hitting the cliff, but it's like raindrops on the treetops.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the sound of the waves came to her ears along the conch.

"It's the voice of the sea," Mariko Shiratori said finally.

She patted Knotweed's hand, returned the conch to him again, and said gently, "It's really great, you should cherish it, Knotweed."

"It's for you, Shiratori," said Yuzu Yuhito seriously, "it's a gift, you can't refuse it."

He quickly stuffed the conch into Shiratori Mariko's pocket, while he turned around with a bag of crabs in his hand, "Let's go, I just want to have a supper when I go back—"

With a bang, two fists landed on the top of his head at the same time.

Yuzu Yujin jumped up in pain, "Who—"

"It's me," Nagasaki Wild Rose said darkly, "Okay, Knotweed, you are so brave, you won't call us when you come out to play with Shiratori!"

Megumi Fukuro beside her also looked at Yuzu Yujin with a condemning look, and standing behind them was Yoshino Junpei who was a bit guilty.

If Yoshino Junpei hadn't paid attention to the knotweed when he went out, and found that he hadn't come back after going out for a long time, they still didn't know that this guy ran out to play secretly.Simply hateful!

Nagasaki Yaqiang angrily grabbed Yuzuki Yuhito's hat, gritted his teeth and dragged him towards the hotel.

"Confiscated! All crabs are confiscated!"