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It might have.

Let's just leave this here today and have

someone from your family pick it up later.

We'll walk home today.

Eh... I'll walk home myself!

Tohno-kun, you can go first.

It's not that far from here,

and I kinda want to walk as well.

Tohno-kun...

Please...

What's wrong?

I'm sorry... it's nothing...

I'm sorry...

Sumida...

I beg you... please...

...stop being...

...so kind to me!

To desperately and blindly stretch

out our hands towards the heavens,

to launch such a big mass into the sky,

and to fix our eyes on something in the

darkness of the far reaches of space.

Even if only a little, I've come to realize

why Tohno-kun seemed so

different from the other boys.

And at the same time,

I also came to the full

understanding that Tohno-kun...

...would never look at me.

That's why, I did not say anything

to Tohno-kun on that day.

Although Tohno-kun is kind...

...he's very kind... but...

but...

Tohno-kun has always

...been looking at something

far beyond, far higher than me.

I could never give Tohno-kun

that which he desires.

Even so...

Even so, I'm sure that even when tomorrow

comes, or the day after, or thereafter,

I will still be helplessly

in love with Tohno-kun.

Thinking only about Tohno-kun,

and crying, I slept.

Chapter 2:
Cosmonaut: End

Chapter 3

Thinking back to that day,

surely, that person must also

strongly feel it when she thinks back.

The last train on the Chuou Soubu

line going to Tokyo has arrived.

If only you could go back

after the New Year...

Yes... but I've got various

things prepared, so...

That's right. Make sure you cook

him some delicious food too.

Yes.

If anything happens, give us a call, Akari.

It'll be alright. There'll be a meeting

ceremony next month...

... so you don't have to worry.

It's cold, so please return home.

I saw a dream from long ago.

Both of us were still kids.

It must have been because of

the letter I found yesterday.

Mizuno-san.

Ah... yes!

Shall we have the meeting now?

Yes.

By just living one's life, sadness

accumulates here and there,

be it in the sheets hung out in the sun to

dry, the toothbrushes in the bathroom,

and the history logs of the mobile phone.

"I still like you, even now. "

So wrote the lady I had dated

three years ago in her email.

"But, even if we were to

exchange a thousand emails... "

"... our hearts would probably not move

even one centimeter closer together. "

In the last several years, I have

forged ahead without any regard,

just to touch what I cannot reach. That

email was a definite indicator of that fact.

Without understanding

the sources from which

this menacing thought surged

forth from, I continued working.

When I at last noticed,

my heart had already become hard...

...from the gradual loss

of its youthful vitality.

And on a certain morning,

when I at last came to

an earnest realization...

that I had lost everything

that was beautiful,

I knew I was at my limits,

and quit the company.

Yesterday, I had a dream.

A dream I have had since long ago.

In that dream, we had yet to turn 13.

We were in a vast countryside

completely covered with snow,

the lights of the houses extended far

into the distance, a dazzling sight.

We walked on the thick carpet of fresh

snow, but did not leave any footprints.

And like that,

"Someday, we will be able to watch

the cherry blossoms together again",

both of us, without any doubts at all,

that's what we thought.

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