Ten minutes passed quietly, and Shiraishi and his group ended the warm dinner in the restaurant. Their footsteps unconsciously led them to the refreshing coastline of Katase Higashihama.

The bustling and noisy beach in summer, under the caress of the autumn breeze, changed into another quiet and profound face. Enoshima was quietly waiting in the distance, and the beach in front of them, although no longer prosperous in midsummer, had its own unique charm.

The sparse tourists, some walked hand in hand, some enjoyed the tranquility alone, and the occasional laughter and the sound of waves hitting the shore intertwined to form a melodious autumn movement.

Shiraishi stepped on the soft beach, and every step seemed to be in a silent dialogue with the earth. Today was a high tide, and the sea water was unusually close to the shore, even giving people the illusion that they could reach the unreachable Enoshima on foot.

Not far away, two female college students were excitedly discussing this rare scene. Their laughter was crisp and pleasant. Their mobile phones kept capturing this rare beauty, trying to freeze this 620 surprise into an eternal memory.

Seeing this, Yu Zhen was not willing to lag behind. He picked up his mobile phone and pointed the camera at Shiraishi and Rio, trying to record the warmth and harmony of this moment. As the shutter sounded, one photo after another froze the time and sealed this carefree time.

"Arrived at Enoshima", he named the photo with a smile, as if he had really completed a small adventure.

Standing under the Benten Bridge, Shiraishi looked up at the majestic building, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. The bridge that he hurriedly walked across on weekdays seemed so solemn and mysterious at this moment.

They talked about their recent situation and recalled every little bit. Those green and beautiful times seemed to be just yesterday. Laughter, conversation, and the sound of waves in the distance weaved together into an unforgettable afternoon time.

However, happy times are always short-lived. When Shiraishi and Rio realized that it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, they suddenly remembered that they had a part-time job appointment.

Yuzhen also looked a little tired. After all, he had just finished a night of shift work. His yawns echoed in the air, with a hint of helplessness and apology.

In front of Fujisawa Station, they waved goodbye to Yuzhen. Watching him gradually disappear in the crowd, Shiraishi and Rio couldn't help but feel a little reluctant. But life must go on, and they each set out on the road to their part-time jobs.

Although the time together is always short, the deep friendship and shared memories will remain in their hearts forever like this sea.

On the way to the cram school, Shiraishi and Rio's thoughts still stayed on that beautiful coastline.

The profession of firefighters does carry unknown hardships and dedication.

Futaba nodded gently, her eyes flashing with admiration for that profession. I think Kunimi's tenacious character is really suitable for such a profession, to protect others and the safety of this land.

Hearing this, Shiraishi couldn't help but smile bitterly, but for me, that responsibility and burden may be too heavy. My dream is to become a Santa Claus who can bring laughter and miracles to the world, quietly delivering gifts to every child's bedside every Christmas, and conveying love and hope in my own way.

Hearing this, Li Yang couldn't help but joked: It seems that your dream is too pure, so that you can't even distinguish between reality and fantasy. But then again, it is precisely because of your innocence that you can inadvertently see those scenes that only exist in dreams, right? For example, the Christmas girl in a miniskirt, isn't she like a phantom from a fairy tale?

Shiraishi shook his head gently, with a hint of helplessness and complexity in his tone. I really hope that it was just a dream of mine, a beautiful dream that I can forget when I wake up. But the facts tell me that the experience that day was too real. Her voice and her breathing are still clearly in my memory, and I can't ignore it.

Can you be the only one who can see her? Rio confirmed again, her eyes full of curiosity and confusion. Shiraishi nodded, but secretly wondered in his heart, was the encounter that day a fateful arrangement, or an inexplicable miracle.

Since she calls herself Kirishima Toruko, let's just believe this name for now. Shiraishi said tentatively, but then frowned again,

However, I searched the Internet for a long time, and there was very little information about Kirishima Toruko, and there was absolutely no record of her wearing a miniskirt Christmas outfit. She is like a mysterious existence hidden behind the Internet, making people unpredictable. .

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