The music blasted from the booths mixed with people's chatters, filling the air with the joyful ambiance. The visitors were happily spending time at the brightly lit streets with rows and rows of cherry blossom trees around them.
None of them wore the complicated look the same on Himari's face.
A sense of panic slowly surged from Kazuya's heart.
"Himari, are you okay?" He asked again in an attempt to make her reacted. Kazuya kept his voice low.
The lady blinked.
Himari blinked a few times, shook her head then staring back at Kazuya. This time, even though she still appeared confused, she wasn't in a daze.
"Kazuya, why do you look so interested in what happened to me on that night? Did I accidentally tell you something?"
Even though Himari herself freely telling him about that night earlier, as time passed by, she found that his questions were a bit strange.
From the beginning until now, his focus was on that night.
