"Ikki-san."

Her soft voice was a reassuring voice in the myriad of adoration. I stopped, eyes focused on the stubborn young woman in the sea of false smiles.

I inclined my head for her to continue.

"See you tomorrow." Her words caught me off-guard, her tone so reassuring. As if the balm to soothe the harsh wounds of reality.

"Ah, see you." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. The women grumbled about around me, their petulent cries broken by her presence.

She watched, a serene figure observing the exchange before walking away. It was odd watching her slowly disappear in the distance. A strange tugging in my chest, constricting the very emotions I thought I didn't have anymore.

Tomorrow. I'll ask her.


Ikki : Story, Normal Ending.