Blue skies, green meadows. If only those were all there was, and if only they lasted forever, it would have been so wonderful.

Since the illusion of 'always together' was nothing more than a fantasy, being together right now was a precious thing.

Clouds that looked as if they might drift away at a touch moved to find their places, and the sun rose brightly as if to cheer them on. Bathed in that warm sunlight, Guest lay sprawled on the green grass. Kisaki was studying under the shade of a tree, looking at Guest with disdain, while Hanma lay beside Guest, nodding off.