Now there's the Niida we all know and loathe.

I hope you fall in love with someone nice and have a good marriage. I might end up dying without knowing what it's like to be in love.

But I'm willing to take a chance on believing there has to be a way. All I need is someone to believe with me.

Yes, just like those flowers. There's something strained, but there's beauty in that. Something like that

And so Yoshimi heard the dry pop one more time. Her forehead felt as if it were being crushed by a car. That was all.

Kazuhiko could have taken his gun and aimed it at the person behind them. But Sakura wouldn't want that. What she wanted was to leave this world quietly before they got sucked into this horrible massacre. Nothing was more important to him than her. There was no room for compromise. If this were what her trembling soul wanted, then he would follow her. Had he been more eloquent he might have described his feelings as something like, "I'm going to die for her honor." Their two bodies danced in the air beyond the cliff, their hands still clasped together, the black sea under them.

Cowards can't be faulted for being shy. They can't be held responsible for anything.