Yahari Ore no Seishun Love Come wa Machigatte Iru Shin - Volume 5 - Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – If the distance and time are necessary for him and her. 

After spring, the weather becomes more pleasant. The refreshing wind in early summer blew across the playground, which is most comfortable condition for physical activities. 

Today, too, the soccer, baseball, rugby and track and field teams are packed in a cat-like crowd. The ball and track clubs are crowded on the playground as narrow as a cat’s forehead. Drawing invisible national borders, and are engaged in group confrontation. 

The tennis club is more relaxed than this. 

(Annotation: "Cat’s forehead" is a Japanese saying that describes the small land.) 

I heard that the new head of the Club Council has just settled the territorial dispute, and it seems that it is only for a while. 

I heard the ball kicked by Tobe, clamoring Tobe is too annoying and Tobe is still alive, and it has now become a gunpowder depot on the Boso Peninsula.  

(Annotation: Boso Peninsula is the largest island of Japan.) 

If he was assassinated, then the fire of the first society war would be extinguished. In various clubs, new members have been welcomed, and the competition is approaching. It seems that a lot of energy has been injected into practice. It may also be the trumpet of the wind club, which ignited their fighting spirit. I hope that you will fight peacefully. 

I stand at the end of the playground, like Herodotus, holding my arms and watching the football club. I may also be considered as a fan or a person sent to spy from a powerful enemy school that has not been encountered. Obviously, this is also kind of work. 

(Annotation: Herodotus was an Ancient Greek historian) 

I have been making preparations just now, and I just came to the football Club. Tobe, who finally finished the group game, wiped his sweat with a training vest while going looking around. Finally, he saw me. He said hello and waved to me vigorously. Although I am very grateful, I am not looking for you for something...I 

I nodded and said yes, yes, yes, and then used my chin to signal that I was looking for the person behind him. 

Standing there was Hayato Hayato, the captain of the football Club. 

Hayama was wiping off his sweat gracefully with a pale pink towel that seemed to be given by the manager. Compared with the Tobe who wipes sweat with the training vest, the difference in treatment was also too great... Tobe tapped on Hayama’s shoulder, he raised his head with a troublesome expression, and when he found me, his expression became even more impatient. Obviously, the distance is very far, but I still hear his sigh clearly, it is an illusion I guess. 

Hayama walked slowly in my direction, using a rude gesture rarely done by Hayama. 

Wiping his head with a towel, under some messy bangs, he was squinting his eyes, while looking at me. 

"What is it? I'm a little busy." 

He said so, turning his head to look at the noisy football club. Oh, that's just right. 

I don't want to talk for too long, so let’s get straight to the point. 

"It will be done right away. There's something I'd like your help for the class party." "Class party?" 

Hayama had a troublesome expression just now, but now he was surprised. 

"It's another topic that doesn't match you at all." 

"It’s work for you to take care of it." 

I felt that I was accustomed to saying this, but Hayama would not ignore it. 

"Are you talking about work?... is Hina involved in this? " 

Hayama sighed with helplessness and fatigue. Thank you for your experience, with this intention I shrugged my shoulder. 

Ebina asked Tomioka to go to the Service Club, and I'm afraid it also has a purpose. To force me do work and at same time making Hayama act. One thing I don’t quite understand now is, Class gatherings, which are highly closed activities, should be specially sent to the Service Club (mainly me). Thinking about it this way, I inevitably came up with something "Hayama, you bastard". As a result, I also had to come and let Hayama bear part of the work. 

Ebina is definitely better at doing this kind of thing than me. Well, I don’t understand her a person I can’t see through. My impression of Ebina, maybe it is similar to Hayama, I couldn't help but start to smile wryly. 

"Well, since you have done everything, then I can't refuse...I will contact all the boys " 

"Oh, really. It would be a Great help." 

If Hayama contacted them here, the number of participants would probably be estimated. It's better to have a more cohesive figure to contact than an unknown person. 

Yeah! Lucky☆! I was so happy, there was an extra smile on Hayama’s face, his teeth are shiny. 

" After all, Hikigaya mostly does not know the contact information of his classmates. " 

"Yes, I don't know anyone." 

"But there is one person you know..." 

I happily spread my hands and raised them, Hayama frowned, and sighed unhappily. 

Ah, I didn’t save Hayama’s phone number, hahaha. 

I smiled and planned to fool around, 

Hayama tucked his bangs and said hurriedly. 

"What about the others? Nothing else, right?" 

The place Hayama looked towards was the next training location that the football team was going to. 

"Ah you should ask Tomioka-san for details. Basically, it's up to her to decide. Just follow her instructions. " 

"Got it." 

"Oh." 

After completing a brief business contact, Hayama walked slowly towards the playground. There, all people are gathered waiting for Hayama. Maybe because of seeing this scene, I went away towards him and yelled from the back. 

"Sorry." 

I thought the sound was overwhelmed by the wind blowing in the sand, but it was actually very clear. Hayama turned around and walked back half a step. 

The way he looks back and his standing posture are really like Hayama Hayato. Although it was not clear if it was the posture he had expected, but this was the way Hayama Hayato did. 

"-put up with it for another year and get your job done." 

Hearing what I said, Hayama blinked his eyes two or three times in surprise, but soon laughed, and his squinted eyes were filled with dim light. 

"To each other." 

He raised his hand slightly and took another step. 

I didn't watch him, but just turned and left. 

We both knew each other was not looking, but we still raised our hands slightly. × × × 

After returning to the school building from the playground, I saw Yukinoshita in the courtyard with a can of MAX coffee in one hand and a opened book in other. Oops, drinking something rare ...... 

When my shoes stepped on the sand, she looked up at suddenly. 

"finished?" 

"Ah, I kept you waiting for a long time." 

"No, it's good that you have serious work." 

"Even if you don't come specially to monitor, I will do it properly, right?" 

Well, I always have no credibility, so there is no way...too many times of introspection 

Now, I laughed self-deprecatingly. Yukinoshita tilted her head slightly and smiled jokingly, as if saying "what's the matter?" "Let's go." 

Yukinoshita said, putting the book in her bag and holding can with two hands, and took a sip. 

Ah no, don't worry so much. I didn't say it directly, but prepared to sit next to Yukinoshita. She noticed this and moved her bag away to make room for me to sit. 

After sitting on the bench, I felt a lot better. I looked at the surrounding teaching buildings. 

The square sky. Although the hours of daylight are prolonged every day, it’s already dusk now. 

The passage of time is not only reflected in the sky, but also visible on the ground. Most of the plants in the courtyard no longer flowers but only leaves. The gradual slanting evening sun rays falls down through the gaps in the leaves, the sea breeze occasionally blew, and the leaves rustled along with it. 

These subtle changes also made the distance between me and her a little different. 

"What did about to Hayama-kun?" 

"Let him help with the class party. You see, if I go to make contact in the class, I don't think I'll be able to gather anyone. This kind of thing can only be done by the popular pandas. " 

I cocked the corner of my mouth and smiled mockingly, and Yukinoshita also shrugged jokingly. 

"I don't think it's that cute either." 

"That's right... I was ridiculed by him just now." 

After thinking about it carefully, did that guy speak too much? The level of irony is daunting, if it weren't for me, it would have passed. I can't even get people to help with class parties... Yukinoshita smiled softly when thinking about it this way. 

"Recently, Hayama-kun seems to be tossed enough by Nee-san. You hear it in his speech, Right? " 

"Oh...Well, if you can help me stop her, I would be very grateful..." 

In the future, please continue to be active as the patron saint of Makuhari Breakwater... 

(Annotation: The original text of the previous "block her" is "Widbreak", which literally means to block the wind) 

While talking like this, Yukinoshita almost finished her MAX coffee. She lifted her thin chin, revealing the white neck, took the last sip, and exhaled contentedly. Following, she seemed to say "I've been waiting for a long time" and nodded to me. 

Then we stood up almost at the same time. 

"Let's go... I feel so hungry." 

"Yes. I have been looking at the photos of food just now, and I feel a little hungry too." 

Yukinoshita said so, and rubbed her palms near the buttons of her coat. Yukinoshita, who was sassy at the time, said it was a very friendly move. I felt like I saw something. What can't be seen, I suddenly looked away. Because of this, it becomes more convenient for me to speak out. 

"...Where you want to go? To that scone shop or something" 

For me, it counts as a very hard and smart way to invite. My heart was vigorously beating, the hand in the pocket oozes a little bit of sweat, and my throat feels dry. 

Hearing what I said, Yukinoshita stopped all of a sudden, and looked away. 

She smiled distractingly. 

"Sweet stuff...it's a bit..." 

"That's right. Well, next time is fine..." 

I said this in a somewhat hoarse voice, nodded a little, and wanted to pretend everything is fine. Isn’t the timing too good... For Yukinoshita, who has a small appetite, MAX Coffee, high calorie may already have a good feeling of fullness. Um, yeah, although I tried to make to excuse for myself, but oops, it's really shameful! I couldn't hide my sway; I was in a panic. I accelerated. 

However, it seemed that it was to keep me from leaving, and a weak force held it. 

My sleeve. 

Suddenly what happened, I even twisted my upper body with the a shake, and Yukinoshita with her head hanging down exhale forcefully, then lifted her head, tucking the hairs from her cheeks to her ear she said softly and shyly. "...So, go for ramen?" 

"Oh, oh... ah, me, good..." 

Regarding this sudden situation, the body temperature passed from the cuff, and her softness. 

She smiled, I could only say a few vague words. But at least I nodded vigorously to show understanding. 

Seeing me nodding, Yukinoshita let out a sigh of relief. So nervous, she said so quietly I didn’t hear the words very clearly, but as opposed to the emotion, she pinched my cuff 

The strength is greater. What is very annoying is that neither she nor I seem to be able to invite each other deftly. We can basically do other things smoothly, but only this kind of thing is totally impossible. 

Maybe it will be more natural in the future. In the future, it may be possible to proceed smoothly without thinking. 

However, I feel a little bit now: It's good to keep it like this in the future. × × × 

Wandering on the road from school to the station. 

If you want to go to a famous ramen shop from our school, you definitely need to head towards the station. 

Although the matter has not been said until now, there are ramen shops everywhere in Chiba, which can be said to be ramen. 

It’s a kingdom of ramen. Just say "eat ramen", there are countless choices. 

Therefore, now is the time for cognitive surveys. 

"Is there anything you want to eat? Large, oily, light, salt, soy sauce, flavor, pork bones, chicken white soup, fish, super spicy, vegetable soup, other varieties... Well, there many choices. " 

In short, first give some examples, and use easy-to-understand classification to clarify Yukinoshita’s preferences. Now even if I say something like "Family line" and "Jiro Inspire", she won't understand. Yukinoshita tilted her head several times when he heard me say this. 

(Annotation: These two are the schools of ramen making. The former is characterized by a thick pork bone soy sauce, the latter is characterized by a large amount of vegetables and pork) "I don't know very well, so, ordinary, ordinary is fine..." 

"Ordinary..." 

Well, it would be a little difficult for her to say that, I seem to be on the road of philosophy like 

Kitaro Nishida, holding my arms, thinking about how to continue. 

(Translation and Annotation: Modern Japanese Philosophers who lived from 1870-1945.) 

"Well, in ordinary words, what you can think of is the tradition Chinese buckwheat soy sauce ramen. It’s the one that appeared in Chinatown in the Showa era in Ozu’s movies. 

Kind of... Soy sauce soup based on chicken bones plus instant noodles. The ingredients are barbecued pork, bamboo shoots and green onions.  

In other words, recently domestically produced chicken has been topped with brand-name soy sauce, fine noodles from well-known manufacturers, barbecued pork, hand-made bamboo shoots, and medicinal Kujo spring onions. The high-end soy sauce ramen. It's a bit difficult to summarize these two kinds of ramen together. According to the current classification, although it can be counted as ordinary ramen is another question……" 

(Annotation: Refers to Japanese film director Yasujiro Ozu) 

(Annotation: Kujo a kind of Japanese onion) 

"Wait, wait a minute." 

Suddenly the hem of my coat was pulled, so my steps and words stopped. What's happening, 

I'm still thinking... After looking over, I found tears shining in eyes of Yukino, and her hands caressing her own arm. 

"You mumbled too fast, I didn't hear anything... What was it just now, chanting? It's so terrifying that it only appears in dreams...'' 

Yukinoshita, who is not able to cope with the supernatural system, originally gave examples like this, Are you afraid. Sorry? Why don't you sleep with Pan-san tonight, right?  

"Ah no, speaking ordinary is the most difficult thing." 

I made an excuse and said, Yukinoshita sighed and walked quickly forward. 

"What about "Tenkaippin"? Didn't we go there together before?" 

I was a little surprised that Yukinoshita could say the name of the ramen shop. School trip with Hiratsuka-sensei, who slipped out of the hotel at the time, led us over. Do you remember that? It feels good to be immersed in the soup and this memory. 

However, there is a big problem. 

(Note: Yes, I actually went over to Volume 7 to find the name of the shop.) 

"There is no Tenkaippin in Chiba..." 

A dull voice was squeezed out. 

It may be that the voice was too sad, and Yukinoshita also showed a worried expression. 

"Ah...that said, I have said it before." 

"Ahhh, Chiba has always been said to be a barren land of Tenkaippin..." 

Although I heard that they have opened a store before, but it wasn’t a success. When celebrating the day of the Tenkaippin on October 1, only Chiba remained silent. 

But, but Ah. 

"...However, Kashiwa finally has a store." 

(Translation and Annotation: Kashiwa City is located in the northwest of Chiba Prefecture) 

In this way, we can respond to the sentence written in the noodle bowl,  

"I’ll be waiting for you, tomorrow” 

The joy in my heart was boiling and gushing out, and when I looked up, I saw Yukinoshita was also smiling. 

(Annotation: This sentence is written on the inner wall of the noodle bowl of Tenkaippin.) 

"Eh... But Kashiwa may be a bit far from here." 

"That's true……" 

People outside of Chiba Prefecture may see it as "Chiba '', but in fact, the life circle and the culture circle is related to the region. The Makuhari, Inage, and Chiba stations where we live can be called Chiba City Cultural Circle, it can also be called the Sobu Line Cultural Circle. On the other hand, Kashiwa and Matsudo are part of the Tokiwa Culture Circle. Although these two places are both in Chiba Prefecture, they are actually not close, so they are not very close. 

Though, it should be said that it is not far away from the same town. Although they both have good shopping streets in the prefecture, but there is a special feeling of "it's better to go to your own side than to go there, otherwise you can go to Tokyo. I have a special feeling of "I can go to my home town rather than going there, otherwise I will go to Tokyo ......". It may be different in the future when I have a driver's license, but by that time I guess it's better to go directly to Tokyo's Tenkaippin. But now is not the time to deepen my understanding of Chiba's geopolitics and prepare for the upcoming Chiba gubernatorial election. 

(Note: Gubernatorial means position of Governor.) 

But this is not the time to deepen our understanding of Chiba's geopolitics or to prepare for the upcoming election for governor. 

As we talked and walked, we arrived at the station before we knew it. It was time to decide where to go, otherwise I didn't know which train to take.  

“If you have nothing you can't eat, then I'll look and pick one.” 

When I said that, Yukinoshita put her finger to her mouth and thought about it. Then, she opened her mouth a little bit. 

"You, what you used to say... Chashu? It's okay for me." 

(Annotation: Japanese Braised Pork Belly) 

Oh, another unexpected choice. But of course, I’m fine. 

As the Chashu Goodwill Ambassador (professed), I am of course very welcome. But the problem is, where. It may be a bit far from Yukinoshita's home. 

"...It’s a bit far from here. There are only two stations on the express line, but coming back will take time. Well, it won't take that long if you take the express line when you go back too. " 

"Then there is no problem." 

Yukinoshita nodded her head to show that she made a decision and walked quickly to the station. Before that, she spoke very quietly, as if she don't want to be heard. 

"...Because it's farther, it's better." 

She added in a low voice, and then left quickly. 

Well, I originally planned to go home, so it doesn't matter. 

I didn't say anything, but exhaled with a smile. 

The farther it is, the longer it will take. 

No matter how long it takes, it doesn't matter. 

× × × 

Thump. 

The huge orange curtain facing the road draped down, and the words "Dense Ramen Noodles" written in black "Chashu" was shining brightly by the light. 

Normally, there is already a line at the entrance of the shop, but it’s not lunch , now at dusk it’s not dinner time either. We came in between the two peak periods and were able to enter the shop directly. Yukinoshita pondered in front of the ticket machine. She looked at the words on each button in turn, as If she want to eat them, she will whisper like "Eh" and "Oh" every time she saw one. 

"It's your first time. Just order the most basic soy sauce ramen." 

"Yes, everything starts from the basics... Next time I will order miso." 

She nodded vigorously and pressed the "soy sauce ramen" button. Decided so soon next time, this is very Yukinoshita's style. I also chose the same "soy sauce ramen". If I had more money, I would’ve ordered another spicy egg with scallion oil, but let's bear with it today. 

After getting the meal coupons, we walked to the seat against the wall next to the counter that was still vacant and sat down. 

After sitting, Yukinoshita was probably feeling new to the ramen shop and looked around with her mouth half-opened. 

I left the table once and took water for two from the water dispenser. 

"So there is this", and nodded. 

She was still pouring her body back and forth on the round stool, looking at kitchen floor to ceiling, I wanted to observe all her reactions. I can't help but laugh when I look at her childish behavior. Seeing her so happy, I also felt very relaxed when I brought her here. 

"Your order!" 

The receptionist suddenly yelled, and I handed out the meal coupon to the counter, and Yukinoshita hurriedly followed suit. 

"How much fat do I need to put in!" 

The moment she was asked that, Yukinoshita froze. "fat, fat?" 

She seemed to be trembling with fear at the word "fat". She looked uneasily at the noodle bowls of the customers who had returned to their seats after taking the ramen. The expression became more rigid. Well, if you see it for the first time, you'll cringe at the amount of lard 

I'm not sure how much lard you'll like. 

"It needs to be light." 

After I answered for her, her eyes swayed anxiously, and she asked me, "No, no problem. No problem, right? " I nodded to her and said that there was no problem, no problem, and I wanted her to feel relieved. Yukinoshita also lifted her chin slightly to show that she knew. 

So, I wanted to use the technical terminology of "red, geta " to order in a full spirit, I held back and said "geta-geta”. 

(Translation and Annotation: Two original texts "Geta" and “Geta-Geta", which describe a lot of oil) 

I was wondering if there was someone shouting "Hai! Welcome!" today, and I looked at the kitchen., but the cuff was pulled. 

"What's wrong?" 

I asked Yukino while leaning my body to Yukino, she leaned her head against my ear and whispered. 

"What’s geta?" 

"The amount of lard. Light means the average amount, and normal means more. There are so many options. Although there is super option but that’s make soup all oily " 

"So that's how it is. Japanese is not common here. There should be an interpreter or a "Japanese dictionary"..." 

"Speaking like a Japanese-English dictionary..." 

Yukinoshita seemed to be shocked by my scribbled explanation, and started thinking with interest.  

Having said that “Dictionary for Ramen” hum….I like the idea. 

Classic...the study of Chashu can go further. 

I thought about it this way while looking at the kitchen, and I felt like it was almost time to do it. I'm slightly leaned over, and whispered to Yukinoshita. 

"If you have hair bands, it is more convenient to tie your hair up and eat." 

"Indeed. Thank you." 

Yukinoshita nodded, and took out a small cosmetic bag from her bag and placed it on her lap. At a glance, it looked like it was filled with various hair care objects. Yukinoshita took out a pink scrunchie. Suddenly I felt like I have seen it somewhere. It's a simple hair band with no decorations. When it was the Christmas, I bought it ...... ah, is it the one I bought? While I was staring, Yukinoshita tied the hair to back of her head. 

(Note: When Hachiman gifted Yukino and Yui scrunchies, pink to Yukino and purple one to Yui.) 

She tied her long, lustrous black hair into a single ponytail. Her hand movements are very beautiful, the slender, white, and bloodless neck that you don't normally see, made me look at it without realizing it. In other words, 

She really looks good in any kind of dress. 

Yukinoshita noticed that I had been staring at her, and asked me "what's the matter?" I gently shook my head and retracted my eyes. I couldn't possibly say something like, "I was so cute that I got carried away.” Fortunately, my eyes fell on the cosmetic bag. I'll pretend that I've been looking at this!   

"Do you usually always carry so many things?" 

"No, only this." 

Yukinoshita said so, as if to hide it, putting the cosmetic bag in the bag. She stretched her hand to the root of the ponytail, to the pink scrunchie. 

"Also, because it is a very important thing, I always carry it with me." 

She stroked the dangling long black hair and scrunchie, shyly. Once I saw her using the scrunchie in front of my eyes I also became embarrassed. If I can't hold it any longer, my face is falling apart. 

Well, the preparation was perfect up to this point. I think I should be prepared till the end.  

"Excuse me, please give two paper aprons." 

I asked the chef, and the chef quickly shouted "Hai! Welcome!" and handed it to me. I handed it to Yukinoshita, and she thanked quietly and put it on immediately. Although I don’t usually wear it, but now it’s a bit bad if only I don’t wear it, I casually fastened the buttons of apron. Seeing that I did this, Yukinoshita patted me on the shoulder. 

"Oh, what's wrong?" "Nothing.Go back." 

When I hesitated a little, Yukinoshita squeezed my shoulder and made the round chair turn around. In this way I turned my upper body to Yukishita, and she unbuttoned the button I had casually tied earlier. Then, she re-fastens it carefully. 

"Hey." 

Finally, pulling it firmly. She checked if everything is right, she fastened every button firmly. 

"Too tight, too tight, too tight, you doing it too hard!" 

I patted my neck, Yukinoshita smiled mischievously, and loosened them a little bit. 

Why is this person so cute that she has any hatred against me...? It looks like there is~! Already I guessed it. I thought about it, and looked at Yukinoshita with resentment, but she looked the bowl of ramen being brought from the kitchen 

In the end, we had two ramen noodles in front of us. 

Yukinoshita didn't forget to take out her mobile phone to take pictures, and finally tasted it! 

She fetched the chopsticks, said in a low voice, "Itadakimasu", and first tasted the soup with spoon. 

Suddenly, Yukinoshita's movement stopped. 

She lifted her head at once, wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin, opened her delicate lips, and squinted at me. 

"... Revolutionary delicious!" 

"Right?" 

Yukinoshita nodded, picked up the noodles with chopsticks, pursed her lips and with slurp started eating. Seeing her eating so naturally, I also settled down and started eating. 

Please record this delicacy on the moon-grease. 

It's delicious... 

× × × 

There is still some twilight time before the rush hour. We took the train, which took a lot of time to stop at every stop, and set off for home. 

Occasionally, people in formal clothes can be seen, but the number is by no means large. Maybe on the express line there will be more. 

However, as the trains stopped at every stop and moved away from Tokyo, passengers gradually got off the train and the interior became a bit empty.  

"Really delicious……" 

Yukinoshita, who was sitting at the far left of the seat, exhaled contentedly and whispered. I also nodded in agreement. 

Although the sun is setting to the west, the bright sunshine during the day still seems to overflow all around. 

The train is swaying rhythmically, which makes people feel comfortable, I want to doze off. 

When I was about to fall asleep, the train shook violently with a bang, and my upper body also tilted. 

Due to the inertia, my left arm touched the right shoulder of Yukinoshita. Her body also froze, she peered at me. 

"Ah, sorry." 

"No……" 

After I apologized, Yukinoshita shook her head, and turned her eyes back to her knees. 

Then, the speed of the train gradually increased, making a clanging sound. Yukinoshita whispered, the words that come out are also mixed with the sound of the train. 

"Can we use it even at a time like this?" 

"What?" 

Although I asked, Yuukishita shook her head a little and smiled as if keeping a secret. 

Probably because we were almost at the station, the train started to decelerate, causing my body to lose balance, my arm again touched Yukinoshita’s shoulder. I was about to pull my arm back.  At that moment, Yukinoshita raised her right hand with great restraint. 

"Yay, yay..." 

Yukinoshita's voice was so small that it was almost inaudible. 

Oh, oh... 

Although I nodded in a vague voice, I didn’t understand what Yukinoshita wanted to do. 

What. 

What happened suddenly... I thought about it, and realized. Is this person, is it true are you practice the evasion method that Yuigahama talked about... She has already taken notes, and want to try it..? 

Like a kitten giving up punching, Yukinoshita's hand began to fall listlessly. Taking a closer look, Yukinoshita was shy, tears appeared in her eyes, she stared shaking. 

"...Yay, yay──" 

It feels a bit pitiful, I also replied in a low voice, and High-five her with my left hand. The hand position is too low, this may be low-five. Even if it’s a high-five, we don’t know at all because we are not used to it. 

What should I do with my hands, I had to keep them this way? 

"It’s too shame, forget it." 

"It is good." 

With that said, the hand that had been kept close was lowered. Maybe Yukinoshita is introspecting, or is she self-restraining, hanging her head and becoming depressed. 

I'm not. It's not like that ...... seems she thinks so herself. 

Well, I'm not in a position to say anything about others. 

Not so ...... heart pumping response. A tentative response to the her high five, so it's okay. That way together with the hand down. 

My hand’s sweat is okay, right? my mind is filled with such questions and worries. 

The biggest question now is, when should I separate my hands that are overlapping like this. 

Is it when we get to the next station? 

Is it when we leave the train? 

Is it when we leave the station? 

Or is it when we get home? 

The streetlights outside the window flew backward one by one, and every time the wheels and the rails clatter, every time someone gets off the train, little by little, my delicate fingers are like the bite of a kitten. 

The light of the street lights outside the car flew backward, and each time the wheels and the tracks were scraping, and each time someone got off the train, little by little, her delicate fingers were tightened with a weak grip like a kitten's bite. I also use the same strength to grip back. 

Yukinoshita leaned her head on the edge of the train seat and began to doze off. But even when she closed her eyes, her cheeks were hidden. 

But even though she closed her eyes, her cheeks were vaguely red. 

There were still several stops to go before the end of the line. 

The more time we spent together, the harder it felt to separate.