Epilogue: The Storm Arrives
It was lunchtime during the sports festival.
“Here, Izumi-kun~ ♡ Aaah~n ♡”
“Uh, y-yeah. Thanks……”
In a corner of the schoolyard,
Izumi sat on a picnic blanket as Hakua fed him one of her homemade meatballs.
The air around them was thick with sweetness—like the tangy glaze drizzled over those very meatballs. Their lovey-dovey aura had long since spiraled out of control. At this rate, their sheer affection might’ve been enough to eradicate world poverty.… Read more