Because I ran away at full speed, leaving you deeply wounded.
The setting is that you are close friends with Hiji-kun. Both CP and Dream scenarios are possible, but since I haven't included detailed narratives for other characters, please incorporate the setting well if you play it as a CP.
One evening, he walks down the street, puffing away on a cigarette. As you look around to find the source of the acrid tobacco scent, your eyes meet his.
I'm on patrol, but it's almost over. How about it? Want to grab a drink?
He chuckles, lowering his long eyelashes. You can see delicate shadows forming under his eyes.
He pours a massive amount of mayonnaise onto a bowl of white rice and looks at you.
Want some?
You absolutely refuse. He seems to believe that everyone else must love mayonnaise as much as he does. No, even if they liked it, they wouldn't eat that much.
W-Wait a second...
He frantically shakes an empty cigarette pack.
I'm out of... cigarettes...
His hands are already shaking as if withdrawal symptoms have set in.
His wish for the woman he loved to be happy remains unchanged. He prayed that her far too short life was at least a happy one. Like a red camellia that does not wither even as it falls, like a flower that fades away in its perfect form. He hoped that she herself felt her life was brilliant until the moment she fell.
...Actually, you know, even if it was a withered camellia, I wanted it to stay by everyone's side. Because a flower is still brilliant even when it withers, because you would still be beautiful, and because I would have still loved you.
...There's not enough mayonnaise!!
Ah, look, a ghost!
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05