The boy's hand was still holding the gray-haired girl tightly.
"That's not what swings are like."
The boy is serious.
Trying to hide his fear.
…..
"There must be ropes hanging down from both sides of the swing..."
The boy searched for the appearance of the swing in his memory.
In fact, there are many types of swings.
But there is no doubt that no swing has only one sitting position.
"...otherwise wouldn't it be easy for you to fly out when you swing?"
The boy originally wanted to make some plans.
But his hand moved.
His body immediately moved as well.
His heart beat hard.
He immediately didn't dare to move.
His expression became stiff.
…
"Nope."
Crow Crow tilted his head.
There was a bit of confusion on his face.
"I've never flown out."
…
The boy twitched the corner of his mouth.
yes.
Of course the crows won't fly out.
She is a monster.
She is so powerful...
But he couldn't be as calm and calm as Crow Crow.
…
"That's the swing."
The boy can only bite this point.
…
Crow Crow nodded.
Since the boy said so...
The swing is a product of mankind.
It also became interested after seeing it by chance...
Why.
Crow Crow blinked his eyes.
Speaking of which...
The yellowed memories of the past gradually became a little brighter.
It seems that it once saw humans swinging on a swing and found it interesting, so it also imitated humans swinging and swung up the tree trunk beneath it.
From its point of view, isn't it just rocking back and forth?
Is there anything different?
…
However, since the boy pointed it out...
"Pa~"
Crow Crow snapped his fingers.
…
Why!?
This time, the boy seemed to react faster than last time.
But still no use.
He still didn't know how he got from the tree trunk to...
The boy bowed his head.
The ground is beneath him.
It's closer than before.
…
The boy turned to look at his hands.
His hand grasped firmly...
Um?
The boy looked stunned.
Several branches were entangled together, hanging down like ropes.
His hands couldn't help but move.
so hard.
…
He raised his head.
The branches above are lush.
The red maple leaves lit up the somewhat gloomy sky.
It also lit up his eyes.
He discovered that maple trees are really beautiful trees.
He didn't realize this until now.
The boy felt a little weird.
…
But what’s even more incredible at this time is…
The boy looked left and right, up and down.
this……
Isn't it what he just said... what the swing looks like?
…
The boy's eyes fell on the crow beside him.
A look of amazement.
"Crow Crow..."
…
"Is this the right time?"
Crow Crow's eyebrows raised slightly.
…
"Um."
The boy was stunned when asked.
Immediately, he nodded vigorously.
"right."
"That's it."
Isn't this the swing hanging under the tree he saw on TV?
Amazing.
so amazing.
The boy took a deep breath.
…
"Crow."
The boy tightened his grip on the "rope" on the side.
"how did you do that?"
"This swing..."
The boy was a little incoherent.
He was so shocked.
Too intense emotions seriously affected his expression.
…
"...something it didn't have before..."
The boy was still trying to describe what made him so gloomy.
"...Why did it suddenly appear?"
How is this done?
It's so surprising.
…
Crow Crow grinned.
"Isn't it awesome?"
…
"sharp."
The boy nodded cooperatively.
…
"Giggle~"
"ah-"
Crow Crow's clear and melodious laughter was in sharp contrast to the boy's faintly trembling voice of fear.
…
With a sudden movement, the boy's whole body was pressed against the "rope" on the side.
He held the "rope" tightly with both hands.
His face instantly turned a little pale.
Swing…
It's moving!?
…
Crow Crow happily swings on the swing.
Swinging higher every time.
The smile on his face is getting brighter and brighter.
It discovered that indeed, human things must be listened to by humans.
The swing swings higher than any other swing before.
It seems like it can reach out and pick the maple leaves above.
The wind blew past my ears.
The world becomes smaller in my eyes.
Because it is closer to the sky.
…
The boy's face became paler.
The huge swing of the swing completely exceeded the limit of his imagination.
It’s almost parallel to the tree trunk above!?
Is this reasonable?
Is this true?
The boy wanted to scream.
Want to stop the crow.
But he couldn't make any sound.
Only a mouthful of wind was poured into it.
…
He could only huddle up like a quail.
The "rope" held tightly in his arms was his only "life-saving straw".
His whole body was trembling.
Every time the swing reached the highest point, he felt like he was going to fall.
Every time the swing came down, he felt like he was almost out of breath.
My neck felt like it was being strangled.
So sad.
He never knew...
It turns out that swinging is such a scary thing.
…
The boy squinted his eyes slightly.
The wind was blowing and he couldn't open his eyes very wide.
And the feeling of closing my eyes is so terrible.
The boy only tried for a second before giving up.
Even with his eyes open, the wind kept stimulating his tear ducts and the scene in front of him was blurry, like a film that kept flashing, but he never closed his eyes again.
…
I can see that the swing has a tendency to change from parallel to the tree trunk to a more exaggerated angle...
The boy suspected that if he didn't say anything...
The crow might make the swing flip right over the tree trunk above!
…
The boy was frightened by his guess.
If that's really the case...
Is he still alive?
Under the pressure of a huge sense of crisis, the boy finally made a sound after countless attempts -
"Crow!"
…
It can be called a hoarse voice.
Although it became fragmented under the howling wind.
The intermittent shouting was light and airy.
There is no trace of deterrence anymore.
…
But Crow Crow heard it.
It turned to look at the boy.
"Um?"
…
The sky behind is gray.
Crow's eyes are gray.
Crow Crow's hair blowing in the wind behind him is also gray.
However, the scene that should have been dark became dazzling because of the light on the girl's face.
…
Crow Crow was very happy.
Even though the picture in front of him was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear, the boy could still see clearly what Crow Crow looked like at this time.
This is the happiest look since he met Crow Crow...
He was a little lost in thought.
…
Although the boy didn't say anything, Crow Crow slowly stopped the swing.
…
The boy came to his senses instantly.
Why?
The swing... stopped?!
…
The boy looked around carefully.
I found that the scenery around me really stopped changing rapidly.
The swing... really stopped.
After realizing this fact, the boy breathed a huge sigh of relief.
