Shindo Hikaru is dead.
The sunlight entered his eyes through the fine leaves, and a bright red seeped into his vision. He wanted to raise his hand to brush away the thing blocking his sight, but his hand fell to the ground limply, just like his mud-like body, which was currently lying in a liquid mixed with blood and gasoline.
"I..."
"I'm so unwilling..."
"Died so suddenly..."
Shindo Hikaru fell to the ground with blurred vision and murmured, his vision going dark again and again.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the light in front of him. The figure was getting closer and closer. He stretched out his hand as if to hold him.
"Sawei..." Shindo Hikaru was speechless. He opened his mouth slightly and tried hard to piece together the last words, silently.
"Yes... No... Get up..."
Couldn't fulfill your wish.
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Shindo Hikaru helps a young man who has fallen into trouble. The young man lowered his head, and his slender bangs covered the eyes of the two people. But what Shindo Hikaru didn't expect was that this ordinary, everyday thing could affect his life.
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A fledgling boy, relying on his superb chess skills, entered the Japanese chess academy and became a professional chess player.
But what Shindo Hikari couldn't imagine was that none of his partners, friends, and family members seemed to remember him. Why?
Instead, the young man entered his home with peace of mind.
And his name is Shindo Hikari.
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Concept: The wind remembers the boy