"Cerise is a lovely

name, Ronin."

I agree, smiling.

It's unwanted.

"You think that, Cerise?"

"Yes, I do."

I stand to my feet, hugging

Ronin who hugs back

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gently.

Joining in on the hug

unexpectedly is a

female with long

red hair and gray

eyes.

I can't look away,

giving into her

stare.

After a couple of

seconds, she

disappears.

I close my eyes

and memories

return back to me.

These sweet and

bitter foreign

memories.