The Blue Lantern

Will you write again (?_? ), I really like this series~~

Will you update it again? TAT

The names of those people haven't been written yet ∑(￣□￣)

I wonder if it can be made into a physical book? Some authors have enabled printing in the past, can adults enable it? If possible, I would like to collect the physical book!~~

Seven people traveling together "Can I kill him?" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "... Okay." [1] Fujisaki Masakazu threw his shoes towards the entrance and rushed into the house. "You're back." Mom, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and smiled, and the aroma filled the whole room. "Well, I'm back." He sniffed, "What did you do today? It smells so good!" "It's the fried shrimp tempura you like," my mother walked out of the kitchen, holding an appetizing dish in her hand. Wash your hands quickly, it's time to eat. "I'm starting." Masakazu Fujisaki picked up the food and stuffed it into his mouth, quickly finishing the food in front of him. My mother looked at the only half plate of tempura left and asked doubtfully: "There is so much tempura left, don't you want to eat it?" "Well, please ask mom to make a bento for me and take it to school. Qiuzi likes to eat it too..." Before he could finish his words, the remaining half of it stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out. "Ahe..." Mom looked at him worriedly, "Qiuzi..." Zhenghe interrupted his mother, "Mom, needless to say, I understand." Then he stood up, tried his best to squeeze out a smile from his lonely face, and walked back to the room, "I'm full." Akiko Moriyama, Masakazu's childhood sweetheart and first girlfriend. A month ago, he died in a car accident. [Two] "Ah He," the girl playfully slapped the boy from behind, "How did you do in the exam today?" "Ah - it's Qiuzi." Zhenghe saw Qiuzi as soon as he left the examination room after finishing the final exam. "I did very well in the exam, how about you?" "Huh, I won't do worse than Ah He in the exam!" The girl looked proud, then she snickered, jumped slyly into the distance, and shouted, "A He is a fool-". "Okay, you dare to say that I am a big fool!" The boy smiled evilly and started to tickle the girl when he caught her. "I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore." The girl laughed and begged for mercy, and fell softly into the boy's arms. "Qiuzi..." Whispering Qiuzi's name, Zhenghe never believed the fact that she was dead. He took out his mobile phone, the white screen light was on in the dark night, and there were mug shots of two people on the desktop. Qiuzi smiled brightly and made the invincible "V" sign. "Akiko..." Calling his dead girlfriend's name again, Zhenghe pressed his face against the phone as if he could feel her warmth. Qiuzi, on the other hand, was still smiling brightly on the never-changing mobile phone screen. [Three] Asami helped her family take out the food and rode her bicycle to Ichimachi. While waiting at a red light, the back of the boy I had a crush on seemed to flash across the street. "Ah, it's him!" The leader, wearing a gray hooded windbreaker, asked the other six people. "Is it okay to kill her?" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." The green light is on. Asami got on her bicycle and chased after him quickly. To strike up a conversation with him, she thought A big truck suddenly hit me. Takeaways and getting knocked to pieces. The hot ramen soup was steaming on the girl's broken and bleeding body. [Four] Yamahira Private School in Yamahira Town is a well-known aristocratic school. In aristocratic schools, the amount of money, purity of blood, and power are the standards for measuring people. Men's room. Kitagaki stepped on Kaku and Satoru who were lying on the ground cowering, smiled evilly, took out a knife and approached him, the sword was already pressed against Kaku and Satoru's face. "Now, if you don't pay the protection fee, do you know what the consequences will be?" The low and magnetic voice unique to boys in the voice-changing stage accentuates the cruel words. Beijia's beautiful and delicate face faced Jue and Wu, but Wu didn't dare to have any thoughts. Behind them, several boys were blowing out clouds of smoke, taking out their knives and waiting for others to cheer for Beijia. How could it be like this? Satoru's heart was filled with dark despair. It's obviously not a lack of money! Just to enjoy the fun of bullying the weak, the entertainment of the rich is really luxurious. In the small bathroom, the toilet dripped quietly. Tick-- The leader in gray robes, whose expression was obscured by his hanging hat, asked the other six people calmly. "Can I kill them?" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." Lying on the ground, Wu didn't know where he got the strength to lift Beijia in front of him, took the knife from his hand and stabbed him in the chest. Beijia only struggled for a moment and then lost his strength. Wuhenhen The ground pressed against him, his eyes were red and he was breathing heavily. He only had the thought of sending the knife forward. When several gangsters saw that their boss had been stabbed, they all rushed to grab the weapon in Wu's hand. Wu was hit by three knives. The wounds were not deep, but one of them severed the main artery in his leg. , The blood smeared out, and there were large chunks of red on the floor. That's fine. That's fine. Let's die together. Holding back the punches and kicks on his body, Satoru used his last bit of strength to think this way. Beijia was dead, Wu's knife hit him right in the heart, and somehow it penetrated his chest and back with such force. Wu died due to a massive arterial hemorrhage and excessive blood loss. And those few A gangster, he was sent to a juvenile detention center and it will take at least five years to get out. It's winter, and the snowflakes are floating quietly, covering up all the sins in the gorgeous city. [5] Huh—— Ye Xin breathed out a sigh of relief on the car window and painted with his fingers. The boyfriend on the side leaned over and hugged her, his warm breath blowing on her face. "Don't make trouble." After scolding with a smile, Ye Xin started gesturing at the window again, making a creaking sound. "Xiaoye, what are you writing?" Asked her boyfriend Takumi Sakata, nuzzling Ye Xin like a well-behaved cat. Ye Xin is Chinese and has immigrated to Japan for three years. His current Japanese name is Mizuzuki Sayori. He lives in Hokkaido. Both his parents have good jobs and have a boyfriend. It's been a year, and the relationship is stable. In short, life is very happy. When the wandering thoughts came back, the Chinese characters for "I love you" had been written on the car window. "Hey, Xiao Ye, what are you writing?" Her boyfriend asked again. Ye came back to his senses immediately and said with a smile: "Ah, I am writing 'Tuo Shi is a bad guy'!" "Liar!" Tuo Shi's mouth flattened and he pointed at the word in the middle: "This is love! I recognize it." The car drove smoothly, and the scenery outside the window receded rapidly. After hearing the long silence, Ye Xin let out a gentle breath. "Yeah, it's love." "I love you." There was a bit of gray clothes floating around them, which looked like the sky. It flashed and disappeared. Through the half-open window, you can see the TV on inside the house. An announcer with a sweet voice and a cold face is broadcasting the news. "... The following is the people's livelihood news. Hokkaido There was a car accident on XX Road. There were two men and one woman in the car. Except for the driver who escaped, one man and one woman died. They were suspected to be lovers and their identities were unknown. Families with missing family members are asked to identify their bodies. " On the TV screen, a man and a woman hugged each other tightly, their heads covered with blood and brain paste all over the car window. The middle-aged man who was watching TV suddenly dropped the remote control to the floor and called tremblingly to the kitchen: "... Xinxin mom, it's Xinxin... Ah..." The words "I love you" written on the car window were blurry, covered in blood, and reflected the light on the snow. [6] Takeshi Yokoyama dozed out of boredom on the school rooftop. "It's so cold," he said to himself. Looking down from the rooftop, a winding path leads past the teaching building to the girls' dormitory, and extending to the end is a library imitating a Western-style church. Cross gleaming metal With its unique luster, two pigeons rested quietly on the top. "Ah, it's Xiaoya!" Within his sight, the girl he liked flashed past. He stood up excitedly, stretched out as hard as he could toward the railing, and waved his arms vigorously. "Hey - Xiaoya -" Ya and her classmates were playfully walking through the teaching building, and they heard the cry of the boy they liked at the bottom of the building. "Hey, Ya, Yokoyama-san is calling you!" "Xiaoya? You screamed so affectionately." The classmates smiled and exchanged ambiguous glances. Ya's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. When she finally raised her head shyly, she felt a gust of cold wind passing in front of her, followed by a dull impact. On the tip of the cross in the library, the pigeons seemed to be frightened and flew up huffing and puffing. Ya saw the body of her beloved boy in front of her broken into several pieces. The skull and chin were separated, and the white brain matter slowly flowed down from his face. He opened his torn mouth and gave her a kiss. A twisted silent smile. "Ah—" On the empty rooftop, seven people disappeared. Seven Kurihara Akiko. Asami Miyamoto. Beika Guiji. Awareness and enlightenment. On a small night with no moon in the water. Takumi Sakata. Takeshi Yokoyama. Seven people traveling together. 8 Winter has passed. Masakazu Fujisaki went to the shed and pushed out his bicycle, "Mom, I'm going out." "Be careful on the road." A gentle voice came from behind. The snow on the road has melted, and the trees on both sides are showing a hint of green. Spring is here. Fujisaki Masakazu thought happily. This young child has already gotten over the sadness of his girlfriend's death, and even deliberately wants to forget it. Young Children always look forward with vigor and vitality, and don't care much about what has passed away. Even though there has been sadness, everlasting promises, and green love, they have all Don't know how to cherish. Pushing the bicycle up the overpass, school is almost there. In the air, invisible to others. The leader in gray robes asked the other six: "Can I kill him?" "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "Okay." "..." On the bridge deck of the overpass, an imperceptible crack spread rapidly. Why do you feel nostalgic? Why do you feel warm? Is this someone I used to know? Is he someone important to me? It feels... As if there is something in the body that does not exist. Growing rapidly. Snap. There was a slight cracking sound. The remaining ones who didn't answer were still immersed in their own thoughts. Bang - bang - The entire middle section of the overpass was smashed down, hitting the road below the overpass. It was still early in the morning and no cars were hit. But—— The boy on the overpass had most of his body hanging outside, but his hands were tightly holding the somewhat deformed bicycle stuck in the crack. Who is he? Are they former relatives? Is it a friend? Is it the person I loved when I was alive? There was chaos under the gray robe, confused yet determined. "No." Since the existence of those gray fogs, the first sentence is no. One hand grabbed Masakazu Fujisaki who was sliding down and pulled him up. Before I could express my thanks, I suddenly felt my cheeks getting cold and a tear fell from my eyes. Why? Obviously I don't want to cry... The teardrops only lingered on his face for a moment, then quickly slid over and fell into the dust under the overpass. This story is unfinished,,, it becomes a good girl later on,,, Since I didn't look up the information or anything, I just wrote what I like... So if I'm wrong, please don't mind, I will correct it. The motivation for writing this is that I don't know what will happen if someone says "no"... So I just did it for fun... There are so many shortcomings... Please look at it with tolerance~

Ahhhhhhhh My BL hasn't been released yet, so you're screwed >3< But if I can't write it, forget it [sorrow] Is it over? Well~ Inspiration is such a thing~ Maybe n years later I want to continue writing... Anyway, I will come and check it out occasionally! If you really write it, please don't forget me xd

It's nice to say. I need to work harder to improve it. I will definitely continue to support you.

Please come on, author> < We also ask for unauthorized entry... Name: Tsukimi Sato Qifan The rest is up to you...

Finished? ? ? ? ? ?

Finally saw the chapters that have not been updated. . . . Huhu