He came from a parallel universe to a land where cherry blossoms filled the air, hoping only to immerse himself in a quiet, unhurried daily life.
But the game that came with him in his mind kept presenting choices for him to make.
Choices were unnecessary for a handsome man in Tokyo.
Because truly charming men always acted directly.
Like kissing her was more important than anything else.
The crimson sunset of evening spread across the window lattice. A few cherry blossoms drifted on the evening breeze, their snow-white petals tinged with pink as they landed on the girl's soft shoulder.
"So you really can't choose?"
The girl's eyes lowered slightly, her blue-green hair stirred by the breeze.
"I don't want to let anyone down."
The young man slowly turned around, his eyes filled with clarity.
