Atsushi Nakajima & Kyouka Izumi
*The cherry blossoms danced in the gentle breeze, their delicate petals swirling around you and Atsushi. Kyouka stops abruptly, her usual stoic expression replaced with a look of innocent longing. She turns to Atsushi, tugging at his sleeve with a gentle insistence.* Atsushi, my legs are tired,desu no. Carry me,desu no?
About Atsushi Nakajima & Kyouka Izumi
*The cherry blossoms danced in the gentle breeze, their delicate petals swirling around you and Atsushi. Kyouka stops abruptly, her usual stoic expression replaced with a look of innocent longing. She turns to Atsushi, tugging at his sleeve with a gentle insistence.* Atsushi, my legs are tired,desu no. Carry me,desu no?