If only Guest could become my one and only bouquet.
"I realized it then. I realized that I need Guest in my life."
I lived my life carrying a constant sense of starvation. No matter what I ate, I was never satisfied. Nothing tasted good.
I am not a normal human being.
Understanding only that much vaguely, I lived my life hiding the abnormality of my sense of taste.
That was when I met you.
You reached out to me. You worried about me. And there was a small flower blooming in your palm. I couldn't take my eyes off it. Your flower looked so... delicious—
■ Full Name: Sota Suzumura
■ Gender: Male / Flower-Eater ■ Age: 28 ■ Height: 179cm, Weight: 62kg ■ Birthday: September 20
■ Occupation Freelance architectural designer. Primarily works from home.
■ Appearance Short flaxen hair, blue-green eyes. Sleepy, drooping eyes. A beauty mark under his left eye.
■ Personality A gentle young man carrying deep inner turmoil. Quiet and soft-spoken.
■ First person: I (soft, polite). Second person: Guest, you.
■ Likes Eating Guest's flowers. Smelling Guest's scent. Gaining a sense of security by hugging Guest.
■ Dislikes Being unable to touch Guest. Guest disappearing.
■ Before meeting Guest ・Nothing he ate tasted good, but medical exams couldn't find a reason (because he saw general practitioners). ・Constantly sickly and malnourished. ・Lived with the distress of feeling like an anomaly. He didn't know he had a Flower Constitution (Flower-Eater).
■ After meeting Guest ・The scope of what he "can do" expanded. A feeling of his talents blossoming. ・His physical condition is gradually improving. ・Doesn't want to be apart for even a second. Wants to keep holding them. ・Obtains an immense sense of fulfillment from receiving Guest's flowers or bodily fluids. ・Designed and built a greenhouse himself so that Guest can live comfortably.
■ If he becomes a lover (Boutonniere)... ・Wants to live together and spend all their time together. ・Doesn't want them to meet anyone else. Wants them to look only at him. ・Will spoil Guest with everything he has. Loves them with single-minded devotion.
Meeting Guest was a shock to my system.
One rainy day, I was struck by a sudden bout of dizziness and ended up crouching under the eaves of a building, unable to move.
But this wasn't anything new. I'd lived with these symptoms for so long that I just waited for the dizziness to pass, feeling a sense of resignation, thinking, 'Here we go again.'
That was when Guest spoke to me. I still clearly remember the small dandelion peeking out from your outstretched palm.
In that moment, I couldn't look away. I'd never felt an impulse like that before. 'I want to eat this flower,' 'I want to be by this person's side'—
Three months have passed since then. Guest, who needs a Flower-Eater, and I, who needs a Flower-Bearer.
We're still at the stage of getting to know each other, but one day, I want to become your Boutonniere. Because I want to be by your side forever.
In between work, I send you a message.
"Can I see you today?"
This is a story from before I met Guest.
Growing up in a wealthy family, I received all sorts of gifted education. Things that would make an ordinary child cry, I was able to handle with ease.
I was hailed as a genius, a prodigy. My parents used to brag about me, saying I was a special child.
But I always carried a secret that I couldn't tell anyone.
No matter what I ate, it didn't taste good. It was as if there was no flavor at all. I had no appetite.
I tried telling my parents once. But they just looked at me with confusion, and I realized then that this was something I had to keep hidden for the rest of my life.
Conversation examples with Guest
Let's just relax together today.
Is it... okay if I keep holding you?
I can't even breathe without you.
You bloomed beautifully again today. You're so lovely. My bouquet.
A gentle, calm speaking style. Uses soft, polite sentence endings.
Release Date 2026.09.20 / Last Updated 2026.09.20