On The Night When The Stars And Flowers Fall chapter 7

The Last Tanabata Festival

The alarm goes off in the room.

The morning begins as usual.

I rubbed my eyes and looked at the calendar on the wall.

There was a circle around the number 7 on the calendar.

“Today is …… Tanabata.”

July 7th. It was my birthday, and her birthday.

“Happy birthday Kimi to Boku”

[Kimi to Boku means You and Me. Here the Japanese phrase looks more beautiful than the English , don’t you think so, too?]

That’s what I heard in my head.

It’s already been half a year since she died.

I was reminded of how fast time flies.

What had been my purpose in life for the past six months?

Why was I still alive?

Then I want to go to her even more.

There were many times when I thought that, but..

But I’ve lived for you.

If you hadn’t been there, I might have died already.

When I opened the curtain, it was a clear day outside.

I could see the star beautifully. [I think he means the sun]

I went to the living room and found a loaf of bread on the desk.

There was a letter on the desk.

I have to work today, so I’ll be going.

I’ve left some bread on the desk for you to eat.

It’s Tanabata Festival today, so I’ve put a telescope on the sofa to take with you.

I’m sorry it’s your birthday, but I’ll celebrate with you a lot when I get home.

This is what I do every year. I got a job on your birthday.

I’m sorry.

I turn on the TV.

“There’s a meteor shower today.”

It’s a combination of a meteor shower and Tanabata.

This is the first time this has happened in ten years.

I promised Kengo that I would be there at four in the afternoon.

I looked at my watch and saw that it was nine o’clock.

It still seemed early to me.

I felt it was still early, but we could go somewhere for lunch.

I took my telescope and got on my bike.

When I left the house, there was a shopping street nearby.

I decided to stop by to pass the time.

In the shopping street, there was a large bamboo grass hanging on the ceiling.

I felt nostalgic. The clock struck 9:00 in the morning.

There was still time, but just like that day.

I decided to eat lunch at the shopping street.

I put my backpack on my back and started pedaling my bike.

When I looked up at the sky, I could see the blue sky all around me.

I felt like I was going to see the best stars I had ever seen today.

As I entered the shopping arcade, I saw bamboo leaves hanging from the ceiling.

They were full of unimportant wishes.

The ramen shop came into view.

I wondered if the owner was enjoying himself.

“Welcome. How many of you are here?”

The cheerful manager came over.

“There’s only one.”

“Oh, I see.”, He said, “Please have a seat over here.”

I heard someone saying, “My brother came here to eat last year’s birthday ramen.”

‘Are you alone?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s your girlfriend? Didn’t you say you were bringing her?”

“No. …… that ……”

“Okay. Well, sit down and I’ll listen to you.”

He led me to a seat and I sat down and opened the menu.

The same as last year, there was a sign that said half price for birthday customers.

Moreover, the volume of the menu had doubled since last year.

Is it really okay?

“Excuse me. It’s my birthday today. One birthday ramen.”

“Isn’t it great that today is your birthday?”

“Yes.”

We started talking about her.

The owner understands everything.

I couldn’t keep up with the owner.

“Who are you going to the Tanabata Festival with today?”

“I’m going with a friend.”

“Happy birthday to you”.

Yes. It’s ready. Birthday ramen.

It contains an egg, nori (dried seaweed), five slices of chashu pork, menma, and green onion.

It was almost five times the size of regular ramen.

Half price is too cheap.

I drank the soup first.

The soup was a little thick, but it was delicious.

I couldn’t stop after drinking one sip, and before I knew it, the soup was half. Of course, the noodles were also delicious.

I was so happy during that time.

All I could think about was the fact that it was my birthday.

“Thanks for the food. It was really delicious.”

“Right? Come back next year for birthday ramen.”

“Okay, I will. I’ll come every year.

“I’ll be waiting.”

It was still past one o’clock, far from the appointed time of four.

What should I do? As I was thinking about it, I saw a fortune teller.

I remembered that I had gotten my fortune told at that time.

I don’t remember what she told me.

No matter what I see, it reminds me of her.

When I see birthday sales and bamboos like this

I can feel again that today is my birthday.

After I finished eating, I headed for the venue.

On the way there, I met some of my classmates wearing kimonos.

The closer I got to the venue, the more people I saw.

I parked my bike in the parking lot and headed for the ground.

It reminded me of last year’s event.

That’s why I hadn’t planned to go this year.

Yesterday, Kengo told me, “Let’s go around together without girlfriends.”

So I had no choice but to come.

I was still in tears.

I thought we could spend more time together.

There was a large bamboo grass on the ground.

It was not half as intimidating as I thought it would be.

There were a lot of strips of paper on the bamboo.

There were strips of paper next to the bamboos, and people could write their wishes on them.

The rule of the Tanabata festival is to decorate them.

I was supposed to meet Kengo at four o’clock.

I thought it was still early.

I decided to look around at everyone’s tanzaku.

“I want a girlfriend.”

“I want to be smart.”

“I want to get into a good college.”

“I want to have a hundred friends.”

Many people, young and old, male and female, were writing their wishes.

They were all trivial wishes.

But maybe mine were even more trivial.

With that thought in mind, I went to write my wish on a strip of paper.

“Kouki!”

I felt someone call me from behind, and when I turned around, Kengo was there.

“Kengo. I thought the meeting was at four. It’s 2 o’clock now. It’s too early, no matter how you look at it.”

“It’s too early for Koki, too.”

Kengo and I looked at each other and laughed.

“I was free.”

“You were looking forward to it, anyway.”

“No, of course not.”

“What did you make a wish for?”

“It’s a secret.”

“Let me see. I’m your friend.”

Kengo took it from me forcefully.

Then he looked at it and rolled his eyes.

“‘Yeah. ……. So, who’s your girlfriend?”

“‘It’s …… someone you’re about to meet.”

I tried desperately to deceive him, but it didn’t work.

“You’ve got to take this seriously. You can’t do that even with reincarnation.”

“…… Yeah.”

The air felt as heavy as iron. I had to change it somehow.

Then two of my classmates were walking around with fries.

That’s right. We should go to the food stalls.

The stalls at the Tanabata Festival were open from midnight.

Many people eat their lunch here.

“I’ll tell you about it sometime.”

“Come on, let’s go to the stalls.”

“Yeah. Sure.”

We headed for the stalls.

There were many stalls.

There were candy apples, cotton candy, potatoes, target shooting

Super ball scooping and yakisoba.

We headed for the target shooting first.

There were four types of shooting targets: blue, white, yellow and red stars.

The blue star is the smallest and hardest to hit, while the red star is the largest and easiest to hit.

This has to do with the life span of the star.

Stars that have just been born are blue, while those that are the oldest are red.

The red stars are the oldest.

That’s all she told me.

Kengo paid 100 yen and started playing.

His target seemed to be the blue star.

If he hits it, he’ll get a card that Kengo likes, but

I don’t know.

Kengo’s first shot.

The ball went straight ahead.

It passed slightly above the blue star.

It was closer than I thought.

“Wow… It’s so frustrating.”

“I can do it next time.”

Kengo’s second shot captured the blue star beautifully.

The third shot.

The ball flew straight and caught the blue star again.

The total points were 20.

Kengo had a happy look on his face.

He chose two cards of his choice.

He chose two cards of his choice and said, “Now it’s your turn, Koki.”

As I was about to shoot, a phrase came back to me.

“I like the stars. I don’t want to hit them.”

“Let’s go to the next one.”

“What? You don’t do target practice?”

“I like the stars.”

“What’s with that?”

After that, we bought some fries and shaved ice.

After that, we came back to the ground.

The time was six o’clock. The fireworks were about to start.

That’s when the stars started to fall.

That’s right. I knew I could see shooting stars today.

Seeing a shooting star brings back memories of that day.

Just as I was about to make my wish, I heard a whooshing sound.

Boom!

Fireworks shot up into the sky.

Fireworks and shooting stars.

Stars and flowers were in full bloom.

That’s right. That time, too.

I finally remembered.

The day I first met you, the stars and flowers were in full bloom.

I closed my eyes and wished.

“I wished I could see you one more time.”

Stars and flowers. I’ve heard that somewhere before.

Where did I hear that?

I opened my eyes and looked next to me to see Kengo holding a camera.

I opened my eyes and looked next to him.

“If you take a picture with a camera, every minute of it will be wasted. I think it’s better to leave it in your mind than in your memory.”

“Kengo, you can’t take pictures with a camera. You have to leave it in your mind.”

“That’s true.”

Kengo accepted and put the camera away.

I learned a lot of things from Hikari.

That’s why I wanted to return the favor.

“Hey!”

I heard a voice calling me.

“Hey, Kengo. Did you say something?”

“No. No, I didn’t say anything.”

I thought it was Kengo, but it’s not Kengo.

Then who is it?

“Hey. How are you?”

“Can’t you hear anything?”

“I can’t hear anything.”

I’m the only one who can hear you.

“Kouki-kun. It’s been a while.”

I felt like I had heard this voice somewhere before.

I went in the direction of the voice.

When I entered the depths of the forest, I found Hikari standing there.

“What? Why?”

“It’s been a long time.”

I didn’t know what it meant.


On The Night When The Stars And Flowers Fall

On The Night When The Stars And Flowers Fall

Hoshi to Hana ga Furu Yoru ni, 星と花が降る夜に
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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Japanese
The main character is told by a fortune teller, “Your wish will come true on the night the stars and flowers fall.”What does it mean that stars and flowers will fall?A love story about two people who join the astronomy club.

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