Chapter 52: One More Night

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As soon as Zen returned to Japan, he met Asu

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As soon as Zen returned to Japan, he met Asu. When they were catching up with each other in the playground, Zen attempted to approach Asu once again. However, the unpredictable approach of Zen was seen by Kazuki.

'May this love bloom a little longereven if it would wither someday;that is the only wish I had

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'May this love bloom a little longer
even if it would wither someday;
that is the only wish I had.'

The moon grew smaller as the night grew older

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The moon grew smaller as the night grew older. The darkness of midnight was accompanied by the quietness of the night; yet, beyond the serenity, a tussle of thoughts occupied her mind, turning such a peaceful night into one sleepless night.

The comfortable mattress and the soft blanket embraced her like gentle arms, keeping her warm along her journey to the dreamland; yet, the dreamland was somewhat the farthest destination to her at this very moment.

Warm rays of the gleaming moon shone through the panel windows, guiding her through the dark; yet, it did not guide her out of the maze of her thoughts. The serenity of the night was now, indeed, an invitation to the deepest ocean of her tangled mind.

As though the brunette had left the time behind, she lost track of the time as she lay on her side. 'Where could he go at this hour?' Asu questioned mentally. Unfortunately, her analytical brain was somewhat cuffed by the ropes of her thoughts.

On the contrary to her chained rationality, her creative mind ran wild as it pleased. It played an imaginative scene in her brainbox- one that was sufficient to squeeze a droplet of blood out of her injured heart and knit her brows.

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