"Don't come to me for this kind of thing, go find Uncle Hanabi."
"..."
"Father-in-law, you... agree?"
"I have no opinion about agreeing or not, this is your own matter."
Hanamaru Hiroki suddenly adopted a serious tone, "But remember your identity, Sakura, you are now her fiancé, not just a boyfriend—adjust your attitude, you are meant to support her for the rest of her life, I hope you are prepared to shoulder this responsibility in the future."
"No one is obliged to revolve around you, so don't make hasty decisions."
"Beep—beep—beep"
Hanamaru Hiroki hung up the phone, tucked the phone back into his pocket, and gazed out onto the rain-soaked Ome Street through the glass window.
"Hanabi depends on you too much, kiddo."
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Uesugi Sakura sat quietly in the room, putting down the now darkened phone.
Amid the mess in the room, he turned around and picked up a slightly yellowed piece of white paper from the bed.
Staring blankly at the crayon portrait on it.
...
