Under the cherry blossom tree, two men leaned on each other and sat admiring the flowers.
The cherry petals in the sky are like pink, making the man look like a dream, and they are the world to each other.
Souji looked at Saito beside him and asked, "Do you regret picking up the sword?"
"Never." Like himself, he answered without any hesitation.
A weak smile appeared on Souji's pale face, "Me too."
It was precisely because I picked up the sword that I had the opportunity to meet him. Saito can never forget the person he was like Hakuo Sakura.
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