Once they stepped out from the hospital doors, the sun greeted them with a soft warmth.
Haruki reached out and gently took her hand.
Kyouko smiled at him.
She looked up slightly, voice light.
"Where now, Haruki? We don't have a house~"
Her smile didn't fade, but her tone carried a little truth beneath the teasing.
"We can't go back to that house anymore."
Haruki smiled.
"Don't worry about the house, Kyouko. And no…"
He shook his head slightly.
"I never wanted to go back there."
He looked at her fully now.
"Because I got what I wanted."
Inside his mind…
I got what I want.
You, Kyouko.
I got the perfect woman… the one I used to think only existed in dreams.
If it's a house you're worried about…
I've already prepared it.
If it's a home you need… it'll be ready soon.
Once your waiting period is over…
That's when our real life begins.
"Haruki?"
"Hmm?"
"What's with the silence?"
"Nothing, Kyouko."
He gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
"Let's wait for the taxi."
