"Sakura, did you know? Just to simply hold Hanabi for a moment, and you still won't..."
"Hanabi has done so much for you... yet you still cruelly left... Hanabi curls up alone under the covers... it's still raining outside... so cold, so cold..."
Uesugi Sakura let her hold him, knowing that she wasn't talking about him, but about another Sakura, the one who abandoned her, Hanabi's Sakura.
...
Hanamaru Hanabi suddenly lifted her head, cradling his face in both hands: "Sakura, it's because of your handsome face."
After speaking, she buried her own face in Uesugi Sakura's chest, her small hands trembling and clutched at her chest, her entire petite body experiencing what seemed like a harsh winter.
She muttered something, and Uesugi Sakura tried hard to listen, but could never make it out.
Suddenly, she cupped Uesugi Sakura's face again, repeatedly saying:
"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, Sakura..."
