The distant sunset was gradually fading away,
the dimming twilight sky turned half the horizon red with brilliant, dreamy colors that filled the tiring evening,
everyone's face brimmed with joyous smiles, laughing and playing, sharing the tales of a beautiful day.
By the roadside,
the noisy crowd couldn't distract Haruka Yuzan's attention, who appeared at the right time at the right place to do the right thing.
In this romantic and beautiful setting, after the events at the cafe that afternoon, Haruka Yuzan didn't hesitate and bravely reached out to hold that long-dreamed-of soft hand.
Regrettably, Chiba Shimizu, though not resisting, still chose to clench her fist, not giving him a chance to overstep.
"The wind today is really warm." Haruka Yuzan said leisurely as he gazed at the sunset on the horizon.
"Hmm." Chiba Shimizu nodded, her expression still cold.
"Chiba-san."
"Hmm?"
