Volume 5 Chapter 41 (1/2)

Hyouka:Volume 5 Chapter 4-1

Chapter 4 - Easier to Just Let Go[]

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Around what I think was ten years ago, I had walked a fairly long distance withdown an old co with her to go see it, excitingly wondering if they were going to destroy it with explosives Actually, I’o back in tirab my shoulders from behind and tell myself with a smile, “There’s no way that’d happen” At any rate, the two of us fervently walked and walked Even when I was on the verge of tears, she’d tell !” and I would continue pressing forward I was a tenacious child, wasn’t I?

Of course, they used heavy le explosive in sight, but I don’t really reht of a giant building being destroyed with various crunchings and gnawings was definitely enough to satisfy me

What I vividly remembered, however, was the brutal road ho there had already beco of the past, so I blindly followed on an unknown road without even re and the sun setting As I dawdled behind, my sister said this to me

“If you keep stopping while you walk, your legs will really start to hurt Make sure you keep up with me”

Was I able to make it all the way back home on my own that day? I didn’t remember

Of course, the reason I even recalled this in the first place was because s started to hurt as I constantly switched betalking and running Specifically, it was the joint inthat started to flare up with pain Had it been my feet or calves, hell even my spleen, that had hurt instead, I would have been able to accept it as being so inevitable, but why did it have to hurt there?

The doard slope had all but ended

I intentionally raisedsprawling, green rice paddies that were sparsely dotted with several estates Perhaps they hadn’t cleaned it up yet, or perhaps they simply combined the Boys’ and Peach festivals in this area, but I could see flying carp banners on the houses in the distance I saw the for wave-like ripples, and finally felt it as it refreshi+ngly blew over my body The sun had already risen, but I didn’t feel any discoun the race on the school grounds, I felt like running a little bit The point at which I actually wanted to run was, of course, also the point at which I could no longer bear the pain in

It probably wasn’t too big of a deal, but just to be sure, I slowed down and came to a stop A white flower had bloohtless and insensitive like me could understand the beauty of nature It was a lily bell As I stared fixedly at the s joint withit

“Well, if this is all…”

The pain hadn’t subsided, but putting pressure on the area didn’t really seem to make it any worse It didn’t feel stiff either As I finishedsure that it would probably be fine and went to start running again, a harsh voice called out from behind me

“How about you start running seriously, you piece of shi+t?”

I raised ashi+, a boy as in my class last year, as he ran past me

I didn’t know h ere in the sa about it, actually, I re that same tone of voice from a while back It was before winter break, when all of the students were cleaning up the school facilities The trashcan had filled up, but when I went to e voice, “You’re not going” Perhaps thinking that he was just looking forward to doing it hi in return

If he had knoas in Class A, he probably would have been confused to see me all the way back here What confused me, however, was the harsh severity in his tone I suppose soly, it appeared that he held soards toto hiardless Maybe he was just irritable fro