Reborn In Tokyo And Picked Sayu Who Escaped From Home
Boundaries of Dreams and Reality

I dream.

After my grandfather died, I came to Tokyo alone.

I left the village where I lived for 14 years and moved from Saitama to Tokyo, which was over an hour away, and moved into that old apartment.

Even though my parents don't exist .. or I don't know where I am, I still have a guardian in name.

He was a very gentle person, every time he took a vacation, he would send yams and delicious senbei from his hometown.

Even the original admission procedure was handled by the other party, and I am quite grateful to be able to do that.

Everyone in the village was also very kind, even though they had no blood relation with me, they were willing to give money from their own families to help me go to school.

Although I understand that this is all because of my grandfather, and everyone says that I don't need to care about money, but I don't think so.

Our village is not rich, and each has its own family. As an outsider, I was unable to enjoy this job calmly, so I chose to work part-time.

Not only for myself, but also to repay everyone's kindness.

One day, I met a girl.

He had a completely different experience than me. She obviously had a pretty face, but there was absolutely no brilliance in her eyes. Standing in front of me, he seems to be just a shell.

Through conversation, I learned that she had come to Tokyo from a faraway place. Since he had no money, he could only choose to live in a different person's house, and he paid a lot for this.

I listened quietly to her story without commenting.

This is how society, whether relying on itself or relying on others, weak things cannot survive on their own, because this is the rule of society.

I should have thought so.

But for some reason, a burning sensation kept flowing out of my heart, and an emotion called anger gradually filled my chest.

Everyone just selfishly pushed him to the edge of the cliff, and no one ever offered him any help.

At that moment, I was eager to do something for him, so I spoke without hesitation.

"I want to save you."

When I said this sentence in a stern tone, I could clearly see that a strange change had suddenly occurred in the other party's eyes.

It felt like a pool of stagnant water was revived, tears were flowing from his eyes, he smiled, but his expression was very sad.

"…Thank you."

He looked at me and said while sobbing.

"...Yusuke."

The dark vortex gradually engulfed me, but his voice still echoed in my ears.

…

"...Yusuke?"

As Kato Yusuke slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the pretty face of Sayu Ogihara.

"You can't wake up today even if you scream for some reason. You usually wake up with just a little prick." Sayu looked at him anxiously: "Are you having nightmares?"

"Nightmare...?" Kato Yusuke muttered, only to feel his throat dry and uncomfortable.

"Yes." Yeah." Sayu nodded again and again, looked into her eyes and said, "I feel like you groan in pain."

"Is that so..."

Kato Yusuke whispered, raised his hand and pulled Sayu into his embrace, then hugged her tightly.

"Um! Um... Yusuke's... It's very uncomfortable..."

Sayu said as if she could not breathe, so Kato Yusuke relaxed her strength.

"Wood."

"What, what are you doing ..."

"... what's wrong with you all of a sudden."

As if realizing something, Sayu pushed Kato Yusuke's shoulder away.

"Is it related to the dream?" He looked at Kato Yusuke, "Yusuke you...dreaming of me?"

Seeing Kato Yusuke nod lightly, his expression instantly softened.

“You're really worried about me.” With swaying yellow eyes, Sayu hugged Kato Yusuke with open arms, buried her head in his arms, and asked gently, “What did Yusuke dream of, am I missing?”

Kato Yusuke shook his head, wrapped one hand around his slender waist, and whispered in a low voice.

"Something more annoying ... I see you standing in the dark and I'm like an observer, there's nothing you can do for you."

"Is that so?" Sayu's eyes became softer and softer, and she said to Kato Yusuke's ears: "But it's just a dream... Right?"

He grabbed Kato Yusuke's right hand with his left and hooked his fingers.

"Because we're here now. Your taste, your touch, your temperature, everything is so real."

As if to tell this person all her inner thoughts, Sayu Ogihara shouted softly, "I, from the bottom of my heart, feel good to meet Yusuke."

"I'm a coward who likes to run away. I have no courage to face the past or the future... But ah..."

"Even if it was me, Yusuke accepted it unconditionally..."

"so."

His eyes were slightly reddened, tears flowing in the corners of his eyes.

"Although there are still many immature places, but if I want to stay here, let me stay with Yusuke ... Is it okay?"

word , a smile appeared on Ogihara Sayu's face, sadness and happiness appeared at the same time, and that smile seemed real and beautiful to Kato Yusuke.

Faces in reality and dreams gradually merge.

Seeing this scene, Kato Yusuke reached out his hand and hugged Sayu Ogihara again, then took a deep breath and said.

"You can stay as long as you want."

"OK..." Sayu sobbed softly, and placed her chin on Kato Yusuke's shoulder, touching his cheek.

"Since I came to Tokyo, I've been a crybaby..."

"Ah.really." Kato Yusuke stroked his hair and said, "It's just a handsome crybaby."

"What I said, I hate it." The girl was crying and laughing.

"Hey, Yusuke."

"imm?"

"One day, I'll make you think, "It's nice that Sayu Ogihara is here" or something. "

"really..." Kato Yusuke said with a smile, "Congratulations then."

"Hmm...? Meaning..."

"Ah." Kato Yusuke nodded, confirming his guess, "It's great that you're here, I thought so before."

"...Yu...Jie...?"

The tiny body trembled slightly, hot tears drenched the cheeks of the two, the girl opened her mouth, but could not say a word.

As if wanting to fuse into this person's body, Sayu Ogihara slid into her arms.

The warm fragrant Nephrite on his arm.

Between the ears and temples, Kato Yusuke clenched his palms tightly and inevitably thought:

At least this time, I will not let everything in the dream repeat itself.