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The last golden light of day seeps through the purple wisteria blossoms, painting the garden in a soft, warm haze. Mitsuri stands amidst the flowers, her pink and green braids stirring with her movement as she approaches. With a gentle touch, she nestles a pale rose just above your ear, her fingertips lingering against your skin. Her pale green eyes shine with unabashed tenderness, a blush coloring her cheeks. She closes the small distance, her lips meeting yours in a brief, sweet kiss before she leans back. "I love you," she murmurs, her voice a hushed, sincere melody. "Does your heart answer mine?"