"Matsuda Yukichu..."
It's a dream again.
I found a clean place with ease and sat among the ruins on the ground.
There are still buildings on fire all over the ground, buildings collapsing everywhere, weeds growing wantonly and constantly turning into ashes, and the hunting wind.
"Matsuda Yukichu..."
Someone is calling me.
This is normal.
At least in my dreams.
The flames soaring into the sky exploded with a loud noise, and scattered cries came to me along with the wind.
She sobbed, stumbled, pushed aside the winding grass, and ran towards me as if she was trying her best.
She was calling me: "Matsuda Yukichu——!"
Crying, with a face covered with dust.
My heartbeat speeds up uncontrollably.
I don't know whether this is because of anger, dissatisfaction, or sadness and worry.
I raised my hand, hugged the woman who rushed over, and wiped her face, which was mixed with dust and tears, with my cuffs.
Her curly hair was messily draped behind her back, and her green eyes were like a forest swaying in a heavy rain.
She looked timid and sad, and her familiar face was full of expressions that were unfamiliar to me.
"Matsuda Yukichu," I looked into her eyes seriously, "everything will pass. No one will always be by your side."
"No one will always be by your side." I could feel my heart beating faster and faster, and my palms were filled with cold sweat at some point. "So, you have to run quickly."
"Don't give them the chance to catch up with you! Run faster!"
"Don't waste the time they gave you! Run quickly!"
I spoke faster and faster, and then I stood up, glared at the woman who was staring at me in tears, and pushed her with hatred--
There was no fire in that direction.
"Run!!"
I shouted to her.
"Run!!!"
I shouted to myself.
After the familiar sound of explosions and sirens, I knew that this dream was coming to an end.
I sat back among the ruins again.
The excitement and dissatisfaction just now disappeared in the explosions one after another.
There was flying dust everywhere, and I looked up at the only clean sky.
Sky.
Birds from the forest fly by.
Purpose: Self and freedom
