The only time he ever fell for someone as a boy, he thought it would fill him with certainty and sweetness. He never expected it to last only an instant, just long enough for a rain shower.
She still clearly remembered how recklessly she had confessed to him back then, awkwardly blurting out:
"Would you be interested in becoming part of the Tsukimori family?"
"What?"
"Almost all the men in the Tsukimori family play the violin, and all the women are pianists. So... I was just asking if you wanted to join our big family."
They met again as adults, many years later.
Maybe if we were given a little more time, would things turn out differently for us now?
"I'm asking you again: are you going to become one of the Tsukimoris or not?!"
"Um, I'm afraid I can't~"
"You bastard!"
"That bastard said the family needs a lady of the house, and she has to be a pianist. So..."
"We'll be together forever and never part again."
Theme: Waiting for the Rain
