"Sakura, is that you?"
"Meow~~~"
The lazy, ordinary sound; Hanamaru Hanabi couldn't decipher the meaning behind the cat's meow.
But it was strange... in her heart, there was a peculiar feeling that made her think the orange cat in her hand was Uesugi Sakura himself.
It was very much like how he usually stood by her side, staring into each other's eyes.
Hanamaru Hanabi once again held the orange cat in her arms, curiously reaching out a finger towards it.
The cat affectionately licked her, the tickling sensation between her fingers felt like it was plucking at the strings of the girl's heart.
Hanamaru Hanabi gently stroked its smooth fur from its head downward, softly asking, "Can you understand me?"
"Meow." Uesugi the cat stretched its neck along with her little hand.
She roughly understood that this was a positive response.
She hesitated for a moment, then continued to ask:
"Is it... Sakura?"
"Meow."
Cats are inherently spiritual animals, they react to what people say.
