Yukimura stood alone in front of the ruins. The sunlight poured down through the white and thick clouds. Yukimura stretched out his slender fingers to block his forehead. His purple-blue hair blocked his originally bright eyes, making it impossible to see through.
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"Yukimura-kun, are you okay?" Shiraishi from behind began to ask, and his cheerful voice made people feel very comfortable.
Yukimura reached out and grabbed it in the air, then seemed to give up and replied lazily to Shiraishi, "Okay."
"Eh? Let me see what Yukimura-kun took." Shiraishi was as enthusiastic as ever. As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the camera in Yukimura's hanging hand and started to fiddle with it.
"Yukimura-kun, what's wrong with you?" Shiraishi started to look at the person in front of him dumbfounded. He actually agreed even though there was no picture in the camera.
Yukimura looked at Shiraishi with such an expression and raised the corner of his mouth. He pretended to think for a long time and said, "I don't know." When he saw what Shiraishi was about to say, he burst out laughing and pointed at his head and said, "I've recorded it here."