As they reached this point in the conversation, the girl fell silent.
"Are those things... really true?"
"I don't know either, but we both have the impression, we all know how bad the other Sakura is, I am you, and you are me, Hanabi-chan."
"...Hanabi still wants to go see Sakura-kun..."
"(Sigh) Can't argue with you, but you should be careful, don't get caught, as promised in ten days, absence makes the heart grow fonder, go and date Sakura-kun, he'll agree to whatever you want, anything."
"Okay."
Hanamaru Hanabi got up from the bench, and as she lifted her head, she found a young man with green hair, taller than her by a head, looking at her with ill intentions.
He stood under a zelkova tree, the shade cast onto his grinning face, appearing to be in his twenties.
As Hanamaru Hanabi lifted her head, the man seemed to see her face clearly, which left him stunned for a few seconds, then his smile grew wider.
"Are you alone?"
...
"Hehe, quite the catch."
