Our Voice's

2. Blue Sky in a New City

...Chapters 2...

...—Blue Ceiling In Baru— City...

...(.( Youth Who Seek Meaning of Life )...

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Some time ago, I left my birthplace.

Travelling around eighteen cities so far is quite long.

From the stretched glass to the front of the driver's seat, I sat at the very back of the bus. There is no definite reason, but the backrest provided in my place is indeed the most tender.

Besides, I just arrived. In a city I know nothing about.

This journey will begin again.

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"It has come so far, but my strength is endless" I murmured with confidence.

Before, my resolve was already round. Now I want to find out something; about the meaning of the value of life that my mother told me as a child. At that time, he said it cheerfully, while raising my body high up in the sky.

Putting that aside, the supplies for living with a period of five to eight days ahead (maybe ) have been tucked neatly in my backpack—A toothbrush and toothpaste; wafer and mineral water; newspaper and novel; wallet and a large and heavy— ID card to carry everywhere.

When it comes to savings, it is quite heavy to discuss. However, money is now needed to survive. I rarely try to dialogue with myself.

"Let's find out how much is left."

I unzipped the zipper on the front of the backpack, grabbed the small brown wallet and raised it to chest height.

How do I feel about being anxious, huh?

My hunch says if putting it back in the bag would be much better— I mean, what if the contents.

My heart began to beat uncomfortably.

"There's no time!" To find out the amount of money left at this time, the only way is to ventured to open it.

"Alright, gather your resolve Hiro," I whispered.

Now my pair of fingers moved to unzip the purse, until an astonishing fact began to unfold.

"I thought so," I murmured with a sigh.

Many dust grains appear to have lodged in them. It's so sickening, and I fell to my own expectations.

“Huh, they have legs?” my guyon while looking up.

How could I accept this reality!

It's so weird; how could it be? Was there a mistake yesterday? I was sure that I had recorded my expenses well; every night, in the corners of the city stops when I was taken down again (though it seemed like this time it would be morning ). There should still be some money left.

It's just that panic won't bring back the sheet that has left its throne.

Worked. Sooner or later, I have to get it in this town.  I strengthen my resolve in my heart.

This is the only way to go in order to replace the sparkle of dust that perched in my wallet.

Not long after, a ringing sound followed by vibration spread through my thighs. I'm sober. Someone is clearly putting his call on me.

"Huh?" I quickly reached into the phone from my jeans pocket, pressed the green button, and then pressed it tightly next to my ear.

I put on a wrathful look while recalling the suffocating financial condition of the moment. “Is there anything I can help you with? I'm being—“

“Hei, Hiro. Howareyou? Already tired of traveling to the country of people?”

That was my best friend's first satire in town. His tone was getting more and more piercing as day by day had changed, or perhaps he was intending to knock me down mentally.

“Listen, this is a warning. If there is nothing important you want to say, I will end this conversation,” reply me while hissing.

“Cause, friend.” His voice changed like a kitten asking for food. “The bottom line, is there something wrong there?”

“The only mistake is when you call someone who is thinking hard.”

“K*ejam once, Sob.” She used to call me with a few different greetings, but maybe this was just my feeling. “But if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be able to go anywhere. You know that, don't you?”

My eyes widened, a little surprised that his words were true. “... yes, this is all indeed thanks to you.” I lowered my voice. “I ... yes, it seems fine here; no need to worry about me. Already satisfied?”

“It's nice, but I'm grateful to be able to hear your voice again. I thought you'd been caught by poly—“

“Please do not pray for your own friend with strange things, Keira!” my dream with shouting.

Unknowingly, everyone on the bus turned their eyes to me, and this was very embarrassing.

My face started to blush. Reflections of sunlight also reflected from behind the glass where I was leaning.

“Ki–we'll talk later. I want to go down,” I said weakly, while holding in shame.

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Meanwhile, time kept ticking.

It's been twelve minutes since I got off that inter-city bus.

"Huh, he's just a hassle." I justified my bag strap that was about to slump.

For a moment, I thought back to Narumi City; my birthplace.

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The city had a rule where its residents were only allowed to go out of the city if they had been at seventeen years old. The government there said that it was a regulation that had been established based on a fair referendum.

Not only that.

Conscription, a city isolated from any territory, absolute rules were made without the consent of the people with severe consequences, it was for this reason that I fled.

If it had to be straightforward, there was nothing left there but sadness.

Actually, I was fifteen (when I was about to escape), and now it has grown by a year. The reason why I can do this is because of Keira. He is my friend who is an expert in the field of technology, and he is also a person who is willing to make me a fake identity—cards sign of the residents of— to fool security officers who guard on the edges of the border of Narumi City.

I still remember. As it came out of the restraining territory, instantly the joyful feeling trembled violently and spread throughout my soul.

I set foot, then ran, and roamed with the bus that took me to the cities that would bring me new happiness.

But all hope is not what people say. Sixteen-year-old unemployed like me turned out to be very difficult to get a job.

However, such things would certainly not make me give up.

"I'll be home when I find him. Wait for me Keira, and after that day comes, I can definitely change that city."

I had to make it happen, because by then I had already taken an appointment before him.

Not long after my stomach started to sound. It reminded me of a pack of wafer stored in my bag.

As I was about to pick it up, my oral reflex said, "Ah, no. That's for lunch." I restrained myself, while turning my attention to the street lamppost that stood quietly.

"Non't now!" The whisper was back to tease me. However, without a doubt both my hands spontaneously beat the innocent pole in order to drive away the hunger that came.

Go far!  my door is hard on my heart.

Like casting a magic spell, my mouth did not stop muttering. Running out of money, and this is a certainty that makes me unable to fulfill it.

From the corner of the street, across the park, the shophouses were crammed into each other, and all the places when the people of the city could see what I was doing, but I didn't care about him. It's demi—

“You really damaged the public facilities O young man,” bright foreign voice.

"Oh!" In shock, I stopped the madness.

Someone was clearly standing in the back. Her tone of voice seemed to be teasing me, and maybe she was a career woman with high self-confidence.

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...Seriate...