How many times have I recalled her in dreams... thinking about the softness of her hand in mine... thinking about her shy and captivating demeanor before me...
Uesugi Sakura fought back the tears that blurred his eyes, fought back the urge to cry his heart out.
"Grandpa...?"
Yet, at this moment, hearing her voice once more, Uesugi Sakura did not dare to look up and see her again.
Uesugi Sakura still pressed his forehead against the hands leaning on his cane, eyes tightly shut, and asked the girl standing beside him with a slightly choked voice:
"What's your name?"
"Me...? My name is Hanamaru Hanabi... Grandpa... are you alright...?"
Uesugi Sakura heard the concern in her words, and her gentle voice made him miss even more uncontrollably.
He was yearning, after a strong inner struggle, he put away his emotions, lifted his head to look at the girl's face beside him.
