That is the unchanging past buried deep in the memory,
Warm colors emerge in memories,
The mottled color patches on the canvas represent old dreams.
The girl stepped on clogs and walked through the corridor of the summer festival,
The boy stood in the spring sunshine with his eyes wandering.
You said there is an island of dreams not far away,
You said you shouldn't give up on something you decided.
You said we should believe in a brighter future,
You said that as long as you persist in giving, you will be rewarded.
All this you said,
I believe it all,
As long as you continue to bloom like summer flowers in this summer,
Continue to watch the ups and downs of the passing years with me, watch the ebb and flow of the tide,
Look at the years and time we have spent together.
This article is not an authentic fanfic, I just added it to the article to promote the plot because I like some of the characters in Netlord.
In fact, I prefer Atobe's story, but unfortunately his character doesn't fit the overall pattern of this article.