The year the young master passed away, more than a dozen cherry trees were planted in the backyard of the Yamamoto estate.
Madam Kuchiki brought the saplings when she came to pay her respects. The lady accepted them, and after everyone had left, she carried them to the backyard herself. It was early February, and the night air was cold as water. I stood beside her with her haori in my arms, watching her break through the still-frozen soil and plant the lifeless saplings. Her expression was calm, a faint smile on her lips.
The master once said that they had been planted too early and probably would not survive. When the lady heard this, Madam Kuchiki was visiting the estate. It was the third month of late spring, but the garden was still barren, with no sign of life returning. The lady gently stroked her porcelain cup, looked up, and sighed softly. “What should I do if they really don’t grow?” Madam Kuchiki took her hand and comforted her gently. “Then come to the Kuchiki estate to see the cherry blossoms. I’ve had them planted all along the road between our two homes. Next year, you and your little one can follow the flower-lined path and find us.”
At the time, the lady was six months pregnant, while the young master of the Kuchiki family was not yet a year old.
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Another pitfall, it's time to come back after traveling to Mars~~
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Damn... Why doesn't your internet king be more flirty?
It's gone~~What a pity
Um, Amo, why don't you continue writing? Speaking of which, it's really confusing to have one with a convulsive style and one with a full of charm. I'm talking about the King of Nets and the God of Death.