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[Kuroto]
“I don’t… really mind.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“That’s good.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Kuroto]
“…Besides...”
[Hanashiro]
“Hm?”
[Kuroto]
“If I don’t think it’s such a bad thing now, then I probably didn’t think it was that bad before, either… right?”
[Hanashiro]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“I see.”
[Hanashiro]
“…That’s true.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“Well, why don't we get going? We need to figure out what to do from here on out.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Ah.”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Hanashiro]
“…It’s coming down again, huh.”
[Kuroto]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
(…?)
[Kuroto]
(…What… is this feeling?)
[Kuroto]
(My chest… hurts so bad.)
[Kuroto]
(Am I… feeling this pain… because it's snowing?)
[Hanashiro]
“…It’s pretty, isn’t it?”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Kuroto]
“…What?”
[Hanashiro]
“I like snow. It’s pretty and reminds me of our names.”
[Kuroto]
“...That’s strange.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“It’s strange… for someone to say that about the snow. Life has become more difficult because of it.”
[Hanashiro]
“You remembered?”
[Kuroto]
“I didn't really remember anything… it's just normal to feel that way, isn’t it?”
[Hanashiro]
“I guess that's true, too.”
[Kuroto]
“Hanashiro?”
[Hanashiro]
“....Why did you call the snow flowers?”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Hanashiro]
“Nothing, never mind. Sorry.”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Hanashiro]
“We need to find a place to rest before it gets worse... Ready to go?”
[Kuroto]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
(…)
[Kuroto]
(...He likes snow, huh)
[Kuroto]
(It’s not really that big of a deal.)
[Kuroto]
(So why… do I feel so happy about that?)
---
[Shirofukurou]
“…How much time has passed since then?”
[Shirofukurou]
“How long has it been since you’ve left this place?”
[Shirofukurou]
“…This time…”
[Shirofukurou]
“This time I made the world you wished for a reality.”
[Shirofukurou]
“I offered you proof that this miniature garden you created was by no means in vain.”
[Shirofukurou]
“It was for that purpose that I…”
[Shirofukurou]
“...that child...”
[Kuroto]
“I don’t… really mind.”
[Hanashiro]
“…I see.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“That’s good.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Kuroto]
“…Besides...”
[Hanashiro]
“Hm?”
[Kuroto]
“If I don’t think it’s such a bad thing now, then I probably didn’t think it was that bad before, either… right?”
[Hanashiro]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“I see.”
[Hanashiro]
“…That’s true.”
[Kuroto]
“…”
[Hanashiro]
“Well, why don't we get going? We need to figure out what to do from here on out.”
[Hanashiro]
“…Ah.”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Hanashiro]
“…It’s coming down again, huh.”
[Kuroto]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
(…?)
[Kuroto]
(…What… is this feeling?)
[Kuroto]
(My chest… hurts so bad.)
[Kuroto]
(Am I… feeling this pain… because it's snowing?)
[Hanashiro]
“…It’s pretty, isn’t it?”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Kuroto]
“…What?”
[Hanashiro]
“I like snow. It’s pretty and reminds me of our names.”
[Kuroto]
“...That’s strange.”
[Hanashiro]
“Huh?”
[Kuroto]
“It’s strange… for someone to say that about the snow. Life has become more difficult because of it.”
[Hanashiro]
“You remembered?”
[Kuroto]
“I didn't really remember anything… it's just normal to feel that way, isn’t it?”
[Hanashiro]
“I guess that's true, too.”
[Kuroto]
“Hanashiro?”
[Hanashiro]
“....Why did you call the snow flowers?”
[Kuroto]
“What?”
[Hanashiro]
“Nothing, never mind. Sorry.”
[Kuroto]
“…?”
[Hanashiro]
“We need to find a place to rest before it gets worse... Ready to go?”
[Kuroto]
“…Yeah…”
[Kuroto]
(…)
[Kuroto]
(...He likes snow, huh)
[Kuroto]
(It’s not really that big of a deal.)
[Kuroto]
(So why… do I feel so happy about that?)
---
[Shirofukurou]
“…How much time has passed since then?”
[Shirofukurou]
“How long has it been since you’ve left this place?”
[Shirofukurou]
“…This time…”
[Shirofukurou]
“This time I made the world you wished for a reality.”
[Shirofukurou]
“I offered you proof that this miniature garden you created was by no means in vain.”
[Shirofukurou]
“It was for that purpose that I…”
[Shirofukurou]
“...that child...”
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