The breeze was blowing gently, and tide brushed away the hair that was flying in the wind from her forehead, and quietly looked at the man beside her, feeling warm in her heart.
Yukimura held tide's hand and walked through one stop after another.
Many people passed by them, and many things happened around them.
Yukimura and Shio held hands tightly.
We have been holding each other like this, as if we will never be separated...
Okay, okay, I changed the copy again:-)
This is a short story about my alternate history. If Mina-san is interested, you can read it.
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