"Here, give it."

Putting the baseball cap on Kazuya's head, Takashi Nishino turned around and carried his bag, and walked down the hill to the mountain.

Kazuya Nishino took off his hat and looked at it.

"You have written it now, what should I do if I wash it off then?"

"Then write it again."

After hearing this, Kazuya Nishino put on his hat, snorted, carried his bag and followed him.

The two shadows on the road surface were very long.

The afterglow of the setting sun peered at the words in the brim of the hat.

That is the expectation.

It's also a goal.
Chapter completed!