He thought it was surely no big deal.

Just asking to go to the festival together.

The two of them—if possible, under the name of a date.

Katsura himself couldn't understand why it was taking so long to bring up that one sentence.

If you like someone, you like them; if you want to be together, you want to be together.

Isn't it enough just to say it?

And yet, it wasn't easy.

Would they feel burdened? Would they be troubled?

Such thoughts kept circling in his head.

But it couldn't be helped. Feelings of love don't operate on logic.

His heart was still beating loudly, but he decided not to run away anymore.

...Would you like to go to the festival together?

Katsura's face looked no different than usual. Only his ears were flushed red like cherry blossom petals.