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51. Unexpected

...Chapter 51...

...—Unexpected—...

...(.( Hiro Sato's)...

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For now, we're almost at Pak Fujima's restaurant.

It just takes a few more steps, not enough.

“Nby the way ...”

“What?” many nervous.

Of course that thumping feeling still lingered on my chest. I don't know when this dag-dig-dug will end, but it doesn't seem like it will happen until night falls back.

“I'm older than you, you know, now.” Yuna giggled, while her right hand was busy fumbling the outer fabric of her jacket pocket.

By the way, that's where he keeps my music box, the first gift I should give a girl.

“I know,” I said.

“Masa, anyway?”

“We are only two months apart, right.”

“Yes, too, but still I'm older.”

I stopped my steps, and so did Yuna. It was unexpected that our distance was slightly different, and it was Yuna who was left behind me.

“So, from now on I will start calling you, Brother?” I scratched my head slowly while smiling.

“No want,” said.

“Then stop saying that.”

“Alright,” he said again, but this time with an unconvincing expression.

Not long after something happened in the sky.

Haven't walked more than three steps, we reflexively stopped again and looked up.

Thundering lightning and lightning struck viciously. The dark sky became even more dense, and even I barely saw the cloud clumps that usually moved quietly up there.

The wind started to sound again.

“Huh?” I glanced to the left, not finding the rumbling of the wind.

In the end, the roar of wind came from behind without us noticing, crashing strongly and separating myself and Yuna.

This time the color of the wind was black; it was pitch-black, just like the color of the sky that adorned tonight.

The wind wave also formed a large wall, like a barrier made of building materials that would never be found in this world. Yuna was now so worried, an anxious look gradually arising from her grim face.

“You okay, Yuna?” I shouted while narrowing my eyes.

“I ...” Suddenly Yuna's voice was cut off. He held his head, and he looked like he was holding back pain. “.... alright!”

I asked once more. “Are you sure? It doesn't seem to be—“

One of the sides of the wall of wind formed a half-sized hand of mine, then he hit me with his fist clenched.

“Argh!” I bounced myself into the middle of the asphalt road. Luckily none of the public vehicles were passing by.

“Hiro! Hiro! Hiro ...”

I don't know how many times Yuna yelled at me, but my consciousness seems to be hard to control. But I still have to try to stand up. It is possible that the phenomenon of storms and typhoons on the southern side of the city that occurred at this time has something to do with Yuna.

She's the Wind Control Girl, as she once said, right?

Before I shouted, the girl shouted, “Come home now!”

“What do you mean?”

“Go home, outside now it is not safe,” reply.

“I told you, I won't go without you.”

“Hurry home!” This time Yuna really yelled at me.

I could see tears welling up in the girl's eyes, despite the fact that a thick wind was building a large, sturdy wall between us.

“One more time, please go home and leave me!” She wiped her tears a few times, but her sobs never stopped.

This situation makes me dizzy, anxious, worried, and scared. That's grand. Just by the blasphemy of a typhoon that was even a fair distance away from where we were standing, all these events almost destroyed the birthday party I had planned with Kak Aina and Kak Ryuji.

The call on the bus was really a warning, but we ignored it for personal reasons. I did not expect that the impact resulting from the storm could spread to all corners of the city. I can't believe it made Yuna cry, but it was a very special day for her.

I wanted to celebrate that rare moment once a year with him; at the beginning of the year we were first friends. What if it's like this? What am I supposed to do? I wouldn't go home if the girl didn't tell me what would happen to her next.

“What will happen to you, Yuna?” I asked, and after a long time I was finally able to stand up.

“I'll be home too, just like you!”

This time, that form of hand came back out from the wall of wind that bound us. Worse, they become much more, with a larger size as well.

It's more than just a snob.

“One more time, go home! Please listen to me!” Yuna shouted back. His voice turned hoarse, and it seemed like those would be the last words he said to me today.

For a moment I looked back at him.

From her face alone it could be seen if Yuna was anxious to see the surprise I had prepared. But what power, events outside of planning like this can actually provide significant damage to the big event that has been waiting faithfully.

So sucks.

“Alright, be careful, yes, Yuna!” sahutku.

Yuna was silent for a moment. The looks of her lips were clenched and pale as if to explain all the fear the girl felt.

Although the girl was chosen as what she had once said, but it seems that one of the most annoying human traits still clings to her.

Not long Yuna nodded twice, then ran away from the wall of wind that had separated us.

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I pulled the words almost earlier and replaced them with failures. The party was completely over, even before it was celebrated.

It was a great day, a moment I had never felt before.

But it ended very badly, or even more tragically than the worst I had thought of a while ago.

Even though it was very sudden (because I just found out her birthday today), but I've thought things through very maturely.

So, I understand now. This is what is meant by the proverb of Man who plans, and God determines it.

That's not fair.

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Now, I stood in front of the restaurant while lamenting the chocolate entrance that was still tightly closed. Still with the waves of wind raging everywhere, and stupidly again I had absolutely no intention of touching the doorknob to get inside as soon as possible.

Why, huh?

Right now I am only thinking about Yuna. Thoughts like He's back yet, huh? it was moving in my mind non-stop.

Yuna's house was in a different district of the city, and of course it was quite far away. The train station must not be functioning normally, or even the operation could be suspended for a while.

I want to catch up with Yuna and make sure of everything with my own eyes. This thought was like restraining and torturing myself, but it should have been like that.

Not long after the doorknob was pushed down, someone came out from inside.

“Hey, Hiro, we've been waiting for you.” Ryuji's brother smiled widely, with an acoustic guitar held in his right hand.

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