The two of them walked down the stairs and corridors together, heading towards the school gate along the path on the right of the teaching building.
The sides of the path were lush with beech trees and shrubs, with spots of light falling through the gaps in the leaves.
When the wind blew, a rustling sound accompanied by dappled shadows made the entire ground look as if it were a transparent shade of green.
Hanamaru Hanabi stood beneath such green shadows, with light and emerald reflections dancing on her shoulders, while one side of her face was illuminated brightly by the sunlight. As she moved, the interplay of light and shadow flickered across her face and the strands of hair near her ears, reflecting every inch of her skin, her snowy neck and side face, as fresh and beautiful.
Uesugi Sakura watched the beautiful young girl wearing a beret with her hair fluttering in the wind.
She walked calmly, each step was of the same distance, not too much, not too little, just right.
