Your name is 君の名は Go to the parallel world to see you

Ever since getting to know Taki, Mitsuha felt that her brain was like a series of accelerating Shinkansen, heading for an unknown place faster and faster, and Taki felt the same way.

And the starting point of this memory train is the encounter that day.

When waking up in the morning, the two of them would still look at their hands involuntarily - they thought it was an unconscious movement before, but now, it seems that this physical habit is not groundless.

However, the two of them did not communicate with each other, and they probably felt that this was just their own wishful thinking.

"Sanye, this is a new material that has just been passed on, please sort it out first."

So, Sanye sat on the seat in the studio, browsing through the photos carefully, and suddenly, her fingers operating the mouse froze.

In that photo, it is a knotted rope.

Itomori's knotted rope.

She involuntarily stretched out her hand to untie the old knotted rope she used to tie her hair, held it in her hand and looked at it for a long time.

"Hey, why do I still have to do all this winding work now?" Yotsuba was a little girl of about nine years old at the time.That night, she and she were both dressed in traditional Japanese yukata, weaving traditional handicrafts and knotting rope with grandma.

Sanye knew that she hated these things at that time, but because she was one of the heirs of Miyamizu Shrine at that time, she had no choice but to help her grandmother "popularize" those ancient traditions to her younger sister Yotsuba.

By the way, I seem to have said to Yotsuba something like "I want to become a handsome guy in Tokyo", but I can't remember exactly when I said it.

The corner of her mouth twitched helplessly—hey, Sanye, no wonder you are still being laughed at by your sister now, so you have done so many childish things!

"Probably...probably because of the hair rope on your head..." This is what Taki said to himself when they met that day, and he also met himself by virtue of the knot.

Itomori, tie the rope.

This knotted rope that I have been wearing for many years is not only the "hometown specialty" I said when I first met Taki that day, but also a souvenir left by my mother during her lifetime—and it is a key token that guides me and important people I want to meet .

In other words, a few months ago, when I was passing by an overpass on a snowy night, I always felt that I passed someone important. Could it be that that person was Taki?

Also, I met myself by virtue of knots—could it be that Taki is the important person?

Uh... my mind is so messed up...

Sanye rubbed her sore temples with her fingers, and tied her hair again.

Eight years ago, on October 10th, fragments of Comet Diamat fell on Itomori, and the entire town was destroyed.Fortunately, all the residents of the town survived under the guidance of the then mayor, Toshiki Miyamizu.

At that time, I was the one who persuaded my father to immediately evacuate the people who were celebrating the summer festival, and arrange everyone to evacuate to the playground of Itomori High School.

But why did I make such a move at that time?It seems, it seems that I can foresee the future.

Ah, yes, from that time on, I had the habit of looking at my palms involuntarily after getting up in the morning, and I couldn't help but burst into tears—but, why!

"Ah..." Her head began to hurt more and more, and Sanye couldn't help but put her hands on her forehead and sighed.