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With a ding, the elevator came to a halt. Kazuya dashed out in a flash, followed closely by Zekawa, who muttered, "Let's see how you explain this. Ueno is definitely going to hate that brat even more..."
"Junya, I'm back!" Kazuya called out before even reaching the door, pulling out his keys.
Zekawa frowned; he had always disapproved of Kazuya's noisy habits, but there was no point in saying anything. Whenever it came to his precious younger brother, Matsushita Kazuya's brain seemed to shut down completely.
The door creaked open with two loud clicks as Kazuya rushed inside, leaving the keys still in the lock.
"Hey—" Seeing Kazuya already inside, Zekawa helplessly retrieved the keys and was about to step in when he suddenly heard Kazuya's voice: "Junya!"
A bad feeling surged through Zekawa, prompting him to rush inside. As soon as he entered the living room, he was stunned by the sight before him.
Kazuya was holding Junya, shouting his name loudly.
Junya's eyes were wide open, struggling to move, and beneath him lay a pool of blood.
"Ueno... Ueno..." The voice was faint as a whisper, but Zekawa swore he heard it; he could see Junya's lips forming the same words.
A terrifying sensation washed over him as he looked closely at Junya and noticed a bloodied knife lying beside him.
"Ah—" He gasped in shock.
"Quick! Call Doctor Nohara! Hurry!" Kazuya shouted frantically.
Zekawa snapped back to reality and quickly dialed for help. He mechanically stepped away to find a doctor.
When he returned at full speed, he saw Junya's hand hanging limply, his eyes closed.
The once pale face had lost its last trace of color, followed by Kazuya's anguished screams. It seemed as if despair filled Kazuya's eyes in an instant; each heart-wrenching cry echoed like the saddest sound in the world, piercing Zekawa’s heart with intense pain.
White letters danced like spirits on the sign at the garden gate, while lively birds chirped sweetly under the clear sky, creating a scene that felt beautifully serene.
"We have a beautiful childhood—beautiful childhood—singing songs and carrying our backpacks—running all the way in the warm breeze—ah—we have a beautiful childhood—beautiful childhood—"
The cheerful nursery rhyme chimed like a set of charming wind chimes, striking a chord in Zekawa's heart.
The gloom of the past few months seemed to lift significantly.
Of course, he reminded himself that if the one singing this song wasn't the quirky and mischievous Yeluo Tan, his joy would have soared even higher.
Shaking off his thoughts, Zekawa stepped into the small garden.
The purpose of his visit today was precisely to find that rather annoying fellow; he couldn't let his emotions ruin things.
Though it was called a garden, it was really just a small patch filled with flowers and plants.
The stone path beneath his feet twisted and turned, but felt incredibly comfortable to walk on. That was only natural, after all; he had spent his childhood here.
Zekawa smiled, even finding new charm in the weeds by the side of the path.
Those were once the things he hated most because Sakuma Grandma always made him deal with them.
As he walked through the garden, he arrived at a two-story little villa.
The exterior walls of the house looked freshly painted, gleaming brightly in the sunlight.
The voice from earlier emerged again: "Singing songs and carrying our backpacks—running all the way in the warm breeze—ah—we have a beautiful childhood—beautiful—childhood—"
It sounded just as off-key as before. Zekawa thought to himself, soon hearing a group of children clapping and laughing; that Yarou had once again joined in playing with them...
As soon as he entered, Sakuma Grandma came out with a beaming smile.
The old man's face radiated the same warm smile as always, greeting him kindly, "Come on, come on, A Tan has been waiting for you for a while now."
A flood of memories surged in Zekawa's mind, nearly bringing him to tears. He steadied his emotions, reminding himself that he was a mature person and couldn't cry in front of his grandmother.
So, he took Sakuma Grandma's hand and pulled out a large box of candies and pastries he had prepared. "Grandma, these are really delicious."
Sakuma smiled as she accepted the treats and led Zekawa upstairs.
The scene above was already a lively chaos. Seven or eight children were laughing heartily, and the reason was obviously the "big kid" in front of them.
His unruly black hair flowed freely in the air, and his young, handsome face wore an innocent smile as he animatedly gestured about something.
"A Tan, Yuuji is here."
The young man paused his actions, shrugged his shoulders, and said to the group of children, "That's it for today. The awesome big brother has to deal with other monsters now. Bye!"
Zekawa's face twitched momentarily at the sight, while Sakuma chuckled, "Everyone hasn't changed much."
"That's pretty much how it is," Zekawa replied with a sigh of relief. Looking at the person across from him, he could tell from his expression that he was already lost in some deep thought.
Zekawa smiled gently, "It's been two years since we last met, and your mood shifts so quickly."
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