Hana felt flushed.

"Yeah, um... you're... welcome?"

She tried to let go of his hand, which was still holding hers.

"Oh, I... I'm sorry for that."

Nao released her hand and pushed his glasses upwards.

His face had a tinge of bright red.

"..."

An uncomfortable silence hung in the air.

The leaves of the trees, when hit by the wind, produced words that couldn't really be heard...

...but both of them smiled like they understood it.

The two laughed cheerfully, in unison.

I wish these days would continue forever, Nao thought.