Chiba Shimizu did not show a hint of surprise, merely nodded as if already contemplating the idea, and said indifferently,
"Hmm, if you've also thought of it, then this task is yours to complete."
"Huh? Why should I be the one to implement it?"
The girl did not answer, just looked at the boy calmly, with an expressionless face that brought a chill to the otherwise bright afternoon.
Her clear eyes, like autumn waters, seemed melancholy, yet one could see oneself reflected in them, and only oneself, capturing the heart with their beauty.
"Alright, alright, I'm on it," Haruka Yuzan hurriedly averted his gaze, acting nonchalant as he waved his hand, "If I had waited for you to tell me, it would've been too late."
Upon hearing the boy accept the task, whether it was an illusion or not,
Chiba Shimizu appeared to breathe a sigh of relief, her previously tense figure relaxed, and the frosty atmosphere around her gradually softened.
In that moment, the boy felt a sense of coming home.
