After the festival, when I peeked into Suzuno’s class during recess, I could see her talking to someone.

    She was talking to the small, puppy-like girl who supplied her class with high quality costumes during the play, Momo-chan.

    Momo-chan was happily playing with Suzuno’s hair.

    After brushing it with her hand, she tied it up, turned it into a bun, and braided it.

    Whenever she finished, she would brag to her classmates, “How does it look on her? Doesn’t it look cute?”

    Before Suzuno knew it, people started to gather around her.

    She was a little taken aback by this, but realizing that she finally had a place among them, she seemed happy.

    Seeing this, I felt relieved.

    Suzuno will be fine.

    Even if I were to die and disappear from her life.

    She was no longer alone.

     

    ED: samheart564

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