Of Gardens and Cemetery

His hands are big and I wonder if they're also warm.
Getou noticed the girl looking at his hand swinging on his side." Want to hold my hand? ", he asked. Airi flushed and looked away. Was I staring too much?
The lad gave a weak smile and grab on small and delicate hands. He felt how thin she was and that her finger bones might get crushed if he squeeze more.

"Getou-san. If I died and my soul is vengeful, will I return as a curse spirit?", the girl asked while looking at the ground. "Are you going to curse on someone?", the black haired lad hummed.

"I am aware that I don't have enough time left. If my life flashes before my eyes, I will not have any recollection that will allow me to cross successfully on the other side. I don't want to be a burden to sorcerers as well for my exorcism", Airi held tighter on the lad's hand. Her hunches were right, Getou is warm.