"Mitsuha! So cool!"
Sayaka's eyes seed to sparkle like tiny stars.
"They must be so furious right now!"
Teshigawara also laughed joyfully.
Yukima Azuma didn't really care much.
Now that they had switched identities, he decided to go ahead and solve the youthful troubles of Miyamizu Mitsuha too.
But what Yukima Azuma didn't worry about—
Mitsuha's two close friends were clearly very excited.
"Today, Mitsuha seems different sohow."
Sayaka hugged one of Yukima Azuma's arms, laughing as she spoke.
Even though Mitsuha was normally very cute,
Today, "she" was especially captivating.
Since they were Mitsuha's friends, Yukima Azuma just let Sayaka hug him.
His other hand gently drew a line in the air.
"It's just a little change in determination, like standing up straight while walking, or adjusting the pace of your steps."
"Even small changes like that can affect a person's aura. It's a little tip I read online to help boost confidence."
Sayaka's gaze was subconsciously drawn to Yukima Azuma's finger.
By the ti Yukima Azuma finished speaking, she suddenly realized.
Recalling his words,
She unconsciously stood up straighter.
Boosting confidence wasn't that important,
But Mitsuha was so cool, it made one want to imitate "her".
"Hey, speaking of which, where are we going today?"
Yukima Azuma thought asking such a question now wasn't out of place.
"Weren't we supposed to go to the café on the street?"
Teshigawara answered casually.
"Right, right!" Sayaka nodded eagerly. "Mitsuha is looking forward to it too, right?"
Yukima Azuma smiled slightly and nodded.
Well, changing the environnt a bit to think about counterasures was also fine.
The three of them waited at the bus stop.
The bus ca every two hours, so if they missed it, they would have to wait another two hours.
The only good news was that the bus was on ti.
The three didn't miss the morning bus.
As the bus started moving—
Looking out the window, the rural scenery stretched before them.
Yukima Azuma blinked.
It seed that saving Itomori wouldn't be an easy task.
In the eyes of many, this small town was cramped and inconvenient.
Perhaps so people would want to move to a more bustling place to live.
But at the sa ti—
There were definitely people who loved a life detached from the world.
Not to ntion the leisurely comfort and ease of living in such a small, quiet town.
At least, there were not few people with deep affection for this land.
Telling them to leave would not be easy.
But there were still three years before the cot would fall, there was still ti.
.....
The scenery outside the window gradually changed.
Though the mountains and forests still dominated, so tall buildings began to appear in the distance.
The three of them got off the bus at a station.
The streets here already had the semblance of a city.
Following the directions on the map, they arrived in front of a small café.
Looking at the fancy sign in front—
Teshigawara and Sayaka swallowed, looking a bit guilty.
"Do we have enough savings for this?"
"Probably enough, we've been saving for a long ti!"
While the two of them whispered and discussed—
Yukima Azuma had already walked up and pulled open the café door.
"Welco."
The voice of the waitress rang out from inside.
The two of them froze in place.
But with the spirit of "sharing the burden when there are difficulties," they quickly followed Mitsuha.
Inside, the café had a rather unique decoration style.
But Yukima Azuma didn't care much.
Leading the two of them, he sat down at a four-seat table by the window.
Sayaka instinctively hugged Yukima Azuma's arm tightly, feeling sowhat uneasy.
"Mitsuha, aren't you scared?"
Yukima Azuma lightly tapped Sayaka's forehead.
"Be confident, gambare gambare."
Upon hearing that, Teshigawara was the first to perk up!
"Confidence Ahhhhhh!" He sat up straight, looking around nervously, trying to act like he wasn't scared at all.
But the next second—
When he saw the waitress walking toward them with the nu—
He imdiately deflated, burying his face on the table and pretending to be dead.
Yukima Azuma took the nu.
"Two donuts, one cappuccino." After ordering expertly, he handed the nu to Sayaka.
Sayaka looked at the variety of items before her, montarily overwheld.
But after hesitating for a while, she realized it would be awkward to not choose sothing.
As she was debating—
"Choose either the milk cream cake or fruit cream cake. Things like macarons may look pretty, but honestly, the taste is just average."
"And for coffee, the canned coffee has the sa sweetness as a latte with added sugar."
"If you can't handle the bitterness, definitely don't go for espresso or aricano. Mocha has chocolate in it."
Thanks to Yukima Azuma's explanation—
Sayaka, who had been confused, finally made her choice.
"Mango cake and... a latte."
She had originally planned to order a macaron.
It looked beautiful.
But when eating it, it might not taste as expected.
This kind of thing happened quite often.
Being deceived by its flashy appearance and hastily making a decision.
Only to regret it once receiving the result.
But all we could do was accept it, silently making a ntal note.
The so-called "learn a lesson after one experience."
After all, the three of them had saved up for a long ti for the chance to go to the café.
Yukima Azuma still tried to preserve so of that expectation.
On Teshigawara's side, they quickly made their choices too.
After all, Yukima Azuma had guided them.
Once the waitress left with the nus—
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Sayaka looked at Yukima Azuma with eyes that sparkled like stars.
Her feelings of fondness were clearly surpassing just friendship, rising in an instant.
When the desserts arrived at the table—
Sayaka imdiately took out her phone and started snapping pictures.
Yukima Azuma also took his phone out to snap a picture.
After all, this was money Mitsuha had saved up over ti.
She couldn't enjoy it, so he, who had switched identities and was enjoying what was ant for her, should take a picture as a mory.
Although in Tokyo, such things could be eaten to the point of getting tired of them—
The aning was completely different.
"So delicious," Sayaka ate a small piece of the mango cake, her eyes squinting with delight.
The anticipation was finally worth it.
Yukima Azuma took a sip of his cappuccino, his gaze unconsciously drifting outside the window.
His thoughts wandered.
Buying back the affected area in Itomori, perhaps that was the most direct and feasible way.
Even so, earning that money within a month and a half wasn't difficult, but buying land was another matter.
After all, Mitsuha was still just an ordinary high school girl.
Unless he received help from Mitsuha's father—but that was even more difficult.
Purchasing land personally was very complicated, requiring soone's help, that person needed to have enough status, and more importantly, shouldn't look down on a high school student.
In the midst of his thoughts—
Yukima Azuma's gaze suddenly froze at a corner outside the window.
The motion of him biting into the donut paused.
The next mont, he jumped up and dashed out of the café.
"Eh!? Mitsuha, what's wrong?"
Sayaka's voice rang out behind him.
Across the street—
A girl with long black hair was sitting on the ground, breathing heavily.
She looked in great pain, cold sweat dripping continuously from her forehead.
Thinking quickly, Yukima Azuma imdiately crossed the street, bracing himself on the guardrail, and leaped over it.
He quickly rushed to the girl's side.
"Do you have any ergency dicine?"
Squatting down, Yukima Azuma asked bluntly.
Asking "Are you okay?" would be wasting ti at this point.
The girl struggled to shake her head.
Seeing her gasping for breath—
Yukima Azuma had already figured out her condition.
Asthma.
And the nearest hospital is—
He looked up.
Fortunately, the city hospital was just a street away.
Asthma is a condition where every second counts.
Yukima Azuma slid his hands under the girl's thighs and back—
Gently lifting her up in a princess carry.
He tried to make sure her upper body wasn't constricted or blocking her breathing.
Holding this posture—
Yukima Azuma rushed toward the hospital with the girl in his arms.
Sayaka and Teshigawara quickly caught up.
"What's going on?"
"She has asthma; we need to get her to the hospital imdiately!"
While running, Yukima Azuma explained.
Upon hearing this, Sayaka and Teshigawara imdiately assisted.
One ran ahead, clearing the path and parting the crowd.
The other stayed by his side, watching over Yukima Azuma to make sure he didn't exhaust himself.
Fortunately, this was Yukima Azuma's body—
Years of training were not in vain.
Even while carrying a girl, his speed could still be described as "lightning fast."
In less than three minutes—
Yukima Azuma dashed straight into the ergency room of the hospital.
The attending doctor quickly understood the situation at a glance.
Without asking many questions, they imdiately prepared a hospital bed and instructed Yukima Azuma to lay the girl down.
Then the nurse swiftly retrieved the inhaler for asthma.
Placing the inhaler over the girl's nose and mouth, they proceeded with the ergency treatnt—
Her rapid and labored breathing gradually cald down.
"Thank goodness you got her here in ti. Acute asthma like this could cause permanent damage."
"Is this her first ti? Has she had similar issues before? Has she used any dication?"
Once the girl's condition was stabilized, the doctor let out a sigh of relief and turned to Yukima Azuma.
He could only shrug helplessly.
"I don't know. She suddenly had an attack on the street; I just brought her here."
Upon hearing this, the doctor looked at him with a sense of respect.
It was truly an act of heroism.
Yukima Azuma looked at the girl, his mind already calculating.
Saving her could be a highlight to get the mayor's attention.
It wouldn't be a problem if this made it into the news.
For a politician like Mitsuha's father, this might actually be a good thing.
Gaining so reputation would give him the opportunity to et people beyond the reach of a high school student.
This would be helpful for his future plan to save the town.
To reiterate— Yukima Azuma was not the kind of person to jump into action whenever he saw injustice.
But—
His plans imdiately crumbled.
After using the dication, the girl's condition greatly improved.
She set the inhaler aside.
Took a few breaths of normal air.
Then coughed lightly a few tis.
After adjusting for a bit—
She looked up at Yukima Azuma with bright eyes, like two purple gems, staring at him intently.
"Thank you. I'm Suou Yuki. I truly appreciate you saving my life."
Yukima Azuma blinked.
Suou Yuki?
In that case, there was no need to build a reputation.
The girl before him gradually matched the image in Yukima Azuma's mory.
The young lady of the Suou family, the most prestigious family in Gifu Prefecture—Suou Yuki.
Looking at her, Yukima Azuma's thoughts beca clearer.
He extended his hand, taking her delicate, pale hand in his.
He gave a small smile.
"It's nothing, just a small thing. Don't worry about it, Yuki."
Her face, which had been slightly pale from the asthma attack, imdiately turned a light pink.
She coughed softly twice, looking a little embarrassed.
A question mark appeared above Yukima Azuma's head.
Suou Yuki, before high school, was she always this shy?
Just holding hands and her face was already turning red.
O'kawaii koto~.
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