[Literary Edition Copywriting]
If you fold up your memories, if you turn back time——
Well, Nanami will always remember - the dusk before summer, when everything between light and shadow seems blurry.
The only thing that was clear was the boy's slightly raised chin, his gardenia-like fair complexion, and his cyan blood vessels. He looked back at her under the cherry blossom tree, his eyes scattered into the dusk, gradually dried up under the marks of time, and turned into a thin and transparent - illusory existence.
The nostalgic time when I was young was finally wiped out in the ruins of time.
A long time later, Nanami stood under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard and looked into the distance, just like her young self looking towards the future.
Suddenly I remembered his low smile when they first met. "Qihaiyuan?... Why does this name sound like -" He lowered his voice strangely, his expression gentle and continuous.
——My years with you are as long as crossing seven oceans.
Suddenly burst into tears, but in the end his eyes were firm.
[Summary version of copywriting]
The first time Nanami stepped into the courtyard of the Uchiha family, she was only six years old. But she saw the gentle light in Itachi's eyes gradually blurring and becoming indifferent in the sunset.
Then, I really spent my thirteen years waiting for you, waiting for you to look back and see me.
Sorry, I finally chose to give up and go into the future with a boy who looked similar to him.
S-a-s-u-k-e.
[One sentence]
——My years with you are as long as crossing seven oceans.