The train made sounds as it ran on the tracks.
Hanamaru Hanabi thought about that moment and looked at his face, immediately breaking into a radiant smile:
"Alright!"
When the train reached the midpoint, Hanamaru Hanabi had to transfer to another train to go to the shrine.
The train doors opened, but she was reluctant to leave, holding his hand with her delicate fingers.
"Sakura, I'm going ahead, okay."
"Safe travels."
"You too, Sakura."
Hanamaru Hanabi's graceful figure disappeared into the bustling station crowd.
Uesugi Sakura watched.
Every time she left the station like this, a warm feeling filled his heart.
He didn't believe in gods.
But if they did exist, he would pray wholeheartedly every day.
Dear Gods, if this is a dream, please let it last forever!
Whether wealthy or poor, as long as Hanabi is by his side, as long as he can see her smile, everything is enough.
