On the endless seashore, Uesugi Sakura and Hanamaru Hanabi sat together.
She seemed to recall the way Uesugi Sakura treated her that morning.
"Sakura-kun, do you dislike Hanabi a little?"
"How could that be..."
"But Sakura-kun was speaking ill of Hanabi to Rika and the others this morning, saying Hanabi has changed and that they should be careful."
"That's... it doesn't count as dislike, it's just that my wife's personality has changed, anyone would feel something's off."
"Sakura-kun, do you know why Hanabi is like this?"
"...I don't know."
"It's all Sakura-kun's fault."
"My fault?"
"Yes."
The sea breeze blew on Hanamaru Hanabi's profile; her face, originally exquisite and cute, now bore an undeniable loneliness that Uesugi Sakura had never seen in the sickly Hanabi.
Usually, she was extremely possessive, frantically calling his name, wanting to claim all of his mind and soul.
"It's all Sakura-kun's fault... so now Hanabi wants Sakura-kun's love to make it up to Hanabi."
