Sakuramoria

– Well... I guess I should start packing. It was nice being your neighbor, Futaba.

– I won't say anything that could be misinterpreted, – Vare says in a tête-à-tête. – Just, perhaps, this is the best possible outcome, primarily for you... Over the past few peaceful months, I've tried not to think about it, but the recent event has once again cut me to the quick. Before, I couldn't talk about it, and I wasn't even sure, but now that all the cards are on the table... It turns out that, to some extent, I was hiding it from you before. I apologize for that. I just couldn't process the situation... I don't know what I would have done if you had died randomly because of me... Not that I would have ranked Ixora lower in terms of priority, but you know her. She probably considers it her destiny or something like that. You, on the other hand, have the potential to do many great things, and I don't want you to feel obligated, without realizing the danger, due to some personal attachments or social niceties. That would be unfair. So, again, I apologize. Yes, it was nice living with you too. Even though at first I didn't think so, and it didn't work out the way I wanted it to, haha... Well... – she shrugged uncertainly and nodded, not knowing how else to end this monologue, which was full of funereal mood, even though the subtext was completely the opposite.