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  • ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ€‚ใƒซใƒผใƒˆ๏ผ‘END

    ๆšซใใ—ใฆ ใƒŠใ‚บใฏๆฑบๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ฌใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Ÿใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎไปฒใ‚’่ชใ‚ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒŠใ‚บๅ€‹ไบบใฏ่จฑใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใฏไบŒไบบใฏ่กจ้ข็š„ใซไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆง˜ใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉๅƒ•ใซใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒๅฑ…ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ๅ‚ทใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒ•ใฏๆ˜Ÿใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‰ใงใƒŠใ‚บใจๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใƒŠใ‚บใ‚‚ๅƒ•ใจไบŒไบบใใ‚Šใฎๆ™‚ใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ•ใ‚“ใธใฎ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใงๅผฑๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒ•ใฏใ€ใƒŠใ‚บใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅฏบใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Ÿใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‹ๅฝขใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŠใ‚บใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใ‚‹่จณใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่–ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆœ€็ต‚็š„ใซใฏๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎใ‹ใ‘ใŠใกใ‚’่ชใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•้”ใฏ2ไบบใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซไฝใฟใ‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไฝ“ใฎ้š…ใ€…ใพใง็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซใƒ‡ใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไป˜ๅˆใ„ใ‚’้‡ใญใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็„ถใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็ตŒใฆใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏ็ตๅฉšใจใ„ใ†ๅฅ‘ใ‚Šใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใ†ใ‚„ใ‚€ใ‚„ใช้–ขไฟ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ตทใใŸไบ‹ใฎๅ็œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใŸใกใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏไปŠใ‚„ๅคซๅฉฆใงใ€ไธ€็”ŸใŠไบ’ใ„ใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ๅˆใ†้–ขไฟ‚ใ ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏใ€ๆ˜ผใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ€ๅคœใฏใŠไบ’ใ„ใ‚’้ณดใ‹ใ—ๅˆใ†ๆ—ฅใ€…ใ ใ€‚ ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฎๅคซๅฉฆ็”Ÿๆดปใฏ่‰ฏๅฅฝใ ใ€‚ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใชใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜็š„ใซใจใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆฅใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฏๅธธใซไธ€็ท’ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใ„ใŒๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใŒ็ตใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใซ่‰ฒใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ—ใ€ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ•้”ใฏๅธธใซใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไบŒไบบใงไบบ้‡Œใซ่ฒทใ„็‰ฉใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใจใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€้•ทๅนดใšใฃใจใ€ไบŒไบบใง้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ใ€ ๅƒ•ใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚ŒใฆใƒŠใ‚บใฏๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ใ—ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ—ใ‹็ตŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ ใ€‚ใ€ ใƒŠใ‚บใฏๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใใ†ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใŒใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ ๅผทใๅฎŸไฝ“ๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ็จ‹ใ€ใ„ใ„ไบ‹่จ€ใ†ใญใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ๅ›ใฏ็งใฎไบ‹ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ€‚ใตใตใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใฆ้Žใ”ใ™ไบ‹ใŒๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆฟƒๅŽšใซใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ็ง้”ใฏๆฐธ้ ใซไธ€็ท’ใซใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€ ใจใƒŠใ‚บใฏๅƒ•ใฎ่…•ใซๆŠฑใใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅƒ•ใฏๅนธใ›ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใชใ‚‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใ—ใŸใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๅฑ…ใฆใ€ใพใŸๅƒ•ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็œŸๅ‰ฃใซๆ„›ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒŠใ‚บใŒๅฑ…ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ใƒŠใ‚บใจๅฑ…ใฆๆทปใ„้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ๆฑบๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹ใ‚ใฃใตใ‚‹

    After that conversation. Route 1 END

    Nazu soon found the determination to apologize to Shou-san. She permitted our relationship, but didn't forgive Nazu as a person. After that, on the surface it was like there was nothing between them. But it seemed to me that it hurt for them to be in the same room together. That's why Nazu didn't like me to be with her when Shou-san was watching. And she became more timid with me even when we were alone together because of her guilty feelings towards Shou-san. That's why I took Nazu and left the temple. Even if it meant abandoning Shou-san, I couldn't let Nazu be hurt any more than this. Shou-san eventually came to accept our leaving.
    We were together from that day forward, living in the same home. Even though we knew every nook and cranny of each other's bodies, we never really had any dates together before, so we had one normal date after another. And then, after a respectful amount of time, we took our wedding vows. We decided to make the commitment because of the hazy relationship we had before. Now our relationship is that of husband and wife, loving each other for the rest of our lives. During the day, we tease each other. At night, we cry out to each other. It's a good life. ใ€€
    We limited the time we were together. When we didn't think about it, we soon were always together, but afraid to disagree with each other. That's because we lost so much and were hurt so much before we got together. So we both thought about it, and decided we should live our lives in a way that kept our relationship precious.
    Today we were coming home from going shopping together.
    "When I walk with you like this, it feels like we've been together for years," Nazu said as she leaned against me, "Even though we've been together only a little while. It's like a miracle, I'm so happy."
    Her voice was thick with emotion.
    "This is the result of keeping our time together precious. Because it's quality time, we can feel a real connection."
    "I see. Well put. You do take such good care of me. Hehe, if time spent sparingly makes our time together rich, then maybe we'll be together forever, right?" she said as she hung onto my arm. I'm a happy man, I thought, because I'm spending my life with someone I want to treasure, and who loves me so much. I will always be with Nazu, and we'll be married until the end of our days.

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