? [She has always believed that there is such an ancient road that runs through her whole life. It is narrow, rugged, and even covered with moss. One person is too wide, three people are too narrow, he is not hurried or slow. She hoped that one day in the future, when they looked back, what they would see was not the moss and cracks in the stone slabs, but their initial staggering steps.
*For Shikibu Wange, Shikibu Yumi is a thorn in her side that cannot be touched or removed. She always remembered that girl hiding behind her father, wearing a dress that was deliberately decorated, and her eyes were as timid as a bunny.
? She said
?——Shikibu Yumiri, let's just pretend we've never seen each other.
* Sitting high up, my grandmother sits upright and looks down at her sitting below.
?——Wanyi, you have to grow up to be able to carry the word "Shikibu" on your back.
*Under the setting sun, the tall boy stretched out his hand to her
?——Shikibu-san, nice to meet you.