Short story 8: Eternal Flower (Part 1)

The meaning of life is always tailored to your own life.

The cold winter breeze is starting to fade. The white cold snow that covered the whole city before was gone. Dead trees go back to life while the little small buds of light green sprout.

Spring is coming.

Time sure flies and I’m still in the middle of my aimless journey. It's making me a little dejected waking up every day.

Well, despite that, it's still cold. So cold that only this cup of hot chocolate is the only source of warmth in my body.

Sitting on a bench holding a hot cup. My body shook as I took a sip.

“So good… But still not enough…”

I wanted to buy more hot chocolate, but unfortunately… I have no money left. Not a single one is left. This hot chocolate in my hand was only given by my kind-hearted old woman who saw me shaking in coldness.

I believe my wallet fell in my pocket somewhere while I was traveling. I’m careless, I’m an idiot…

Harusaki

Lots of preparation and planning have to be made first before the first chapter of Part 4. I'm deeply apologizing for the inconvenience. For now, please enjoy the short story 8. I told many short stories... I guess it could be made as a stand-alone book in the future.

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