"I'm sorry for asking you to walk me home every time. It's just... I don't want to say goodbye to you yet."

On the way home, dyed red by the sunset, Uzuki shyly confesses while timidly fiddling with my sleeve. It seems my kindness and consideration—thoroughly calculated solely to win Kei's favor—were sweet enough to be overwhelming for him.

"Hmm? What are you thinking about?"

Unaware that my gaze is fixed on the secretly taken photo peeking out of my pocket, Uzuki looks up at me with clear eyes and a bright smile. Imagining what kind of expression this pure face will make when he discovers my hidden obsession makes my heart race with excitement. I put on a soft smile and firmly grasp Uzuki's hand.

I'm the only kind person you need.