Another long dream.

In the dream, however, it was no longer the boundless darkness.

In this dream, there is a boundless fragrance of time.

The large number of cherry blossoms in full bloom here is very real.

She stood there silently, watching the fluttering flowers fall, accumulating layers to cover up everything buried underneath.

Who am I.

It was a question she had been asking in the darkness.

The pure black and white Sakurano and Hecate who are divided and coexist are the parts she was born with, with all her kindness, beauty and innocence on the one hand, and all her dark disgust and killing on the other.

Then, after the merger, it should be herself.

But......

Wrong.

She walked aimlessly among the labyrinthine flowers and trees, her mind peeling away little by little from everything that had changed due to the duel on the field, to solve the problems that had plagued her for too long.

Shiro interrupted in the final stages of her fusion, forcing her to terminate her complete merging with the figure behind the light curtain, and that was at that moment, the figure disappeared in the collapsing dark world.

The vague figure seemed to be a part of her.

Because after the fusion of black and white, she still feels that she has lost some of her memories and emotions.

Sakurano is a white fragment of her split with no memories of the past, and Hecate carries her own murderous malice and memories of the uncontrolled actions she did after the split.

Other memories are also being revived by causes, but ......

Why did you split, and what happened before you.

All the most crucial memories are still a hazy shadow, only the remaining vague and broken light clips come to mind from time to time, only to feel that they can be reached by reaching out, but they are only separated by a layer of thick fog that cannot be removed.

Here, she looked at the sea of cherry trees as far as she could see, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

It felt so familiar to her.

The final answer is whether it will be hidden here.

"Actually, you may not know that your future and your dreams are tightly intertwined with the clap in your hand."

"Even if you fight for your life, you can't give it up, you will hold on, with love, chase until your soul is exhausted. It's every golfer's fate, and no doubt you'...... too."

"The fastest thing in the world is light, and you must use a quiet heart, love, firmness, and faith to transcend the ...... of light."

"Forget everything you see, feel it yourself, feel it with every inch of your body, every inch of your mind, every inch of your soul, feel it, you can taste it, you touch it......"

"In the instinctive pursuit, you have to be happy, you have to love, you have to cherish ......"

That woman's world seems to be only tennis, only the dream of chasing victory.

The shadow of the flower fell, and she watched the woman who was covered in injuries but was extremely happy lying down casually among the flowers, and looked at the ignorant girl who had just started to practice serving and spoke firmly.

She stood stunned in place, looking at the person in the picture as she imagined the whole body radiating light, under the most brilliant gaze, looking back among the flowers, the city was indescribable......

Dusty memories quietly emerge when the picture dissipates.

It was the first ordinary life.

The crazy woman said unfathomable words to the ignorant her, and her heart was full of obsession with tennis.

Suddenly, a whirling dizziness hit her, and when she opened her eyes again, there was a different scene in front of her.

Or an infinite number of flowers.

There were two figures standing in front of her......

She had seen in her dreams, two people.

"Hahahaha... Ha ha... Hahaha......" The small, slender figure trembled and almost broke down and laughed wildly, she covered her heart, bent down, gasping for breath, and the tears that flowed uncontrollably rolled down, wetting the layers of petals.

She stood aside and watched the replay of the memories in front of her.

Watching the little man fall to his knees, like a little beast on the verge of collapse, screaming and screaming in despair, he only felt that his heart was being pulled up, and the sharp pain penetrated his heart.

"Sakurano."

An extremely hoarse but gentle voice sounded, familiar and unfamiliar.

She watched the man who only existed in a long-forgotten memory approach, hugged the little man who was kneeling in the petals, and a gentle smile spread on her handsome face.

"Don't cry... Mom will be distressed. ”

"I hate her! I hate her! I hate her! ”

The words that he chewed out on the tip of his tongue resounded over and over again in the empty sea of flowers.

"How could she, how could she..."

There was sadness to despair in the immature voice.

The flowers were still falling, falling on the two who were almost stagnant.

It also fell on her body, which was frozen in place.

It's a dream of memories, false yet real.

She stepped forward slowly, hugged the handsome man holding her daughter from behind with a slightly trembling hand, and closed her dry eyes that could not shed tears, but the pain was heartfelt.

"Daddy."

Her voice was hoarse, and all she hid was indescribable emotions.

"I miss you so much."

She stood silently aside, watching the scene continue to play out, watching her young self gently blow the ashes in her palm away, but there was an ink accumulation under her eyes, and the initial dark whirlpool condensed little by little in this forest of burial flowers.

The picture in front of me disappeared little by little, turning into countless falling flowers.

She continued to walk unconsciously, but there was a clear memory in her mind.

The day the ashes were scattered was the first time she had spoken in three months since her death.

The mouth is hate, and the eyes are full of despair.

The source of all the subversion in the future began here, from this sea of flowers where she was truly separated from that woman.

This sea of flowers in her childhood is real and dreamy, and she looks around at the brilliant cherry trees around her, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Here are the witnesses of her countless fond memories.

"Sure enough, it's here."

As she walked as she pleased, she paused and stopped at the slightest hint of laughter.

Turning the shadows of the trees, she watched in amazement as the young man bent down and gently plucked the few fallen flowers that had fallen on the villain's head.

"It's so big, how did you find me?"

Leaning under the tree, the small figure looked up at the visitor, and there was a soft and glutinous doubt in his intimate tone.

"How do you find me every time?"

"Because it's you."

She was far away from the picture, but the doting voice seemed to appear in her ears, extremely familiar, extremely unfamiliar.

"I'll always find you."

It was a strange face that had never appeared in his dreams.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are as beautiful as the goblin coming out of the painting, and he looks at the eyes of the little man with a bystander gaze, which is secluded and focused.

"Sakura Sakura ......"

As the scene ended, she heard him speak, unconsciously approaching the two men.

"I carved a hairpin for you, see if you like it."

It was an inky hairpin, pure crystal carved into the shape of a cherry blossom, glowing with a clear and clean color in the light.

Approaching, almost close, I can see the fine light on the hairpin, and I can see the young man's beautiful and illusory face under the light.

The picture freezes, and the sound fades away.

She looked at the familiar hairpin that was touched by the happy villain to her hair, her hand trembled slightly unconsciously, and the moment she stroked it, her heart tingled......

This was an earlier memory, before anything else happened.

Thinking slightly, she turned her head and stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the face that had been lost in her memory for too long.

Before the fingertips touched, the shadow of the flower flew up, and everything in front of me flew away.

"Sakura, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

"Sakura?" ……

"Sakura Sakura ......"

The sound in my ears was still that doting voice, but it sounded a little trance and weakness at the moment.

The shadow of the flower swayed, and she opened her eyes again in a dizziness, but what appeared in front of her was no longer the familiar flower tree.

The overcast sky, the empty courts, the shattered tennis balls, and the crumbs of newspapers scattered to the ground.

Her heart suddenly became a little hollow, after seeing the slender, but at a glance the same figure.

Is that her.

Dressed in a miserable white dress, the girl trembled, holding a clap in one hand, and covering her head in the other hand and screaming.

She watched as her self, which was on the verge of collapse, kept spinning, the slap in her hand was waving, and countless escaping tyrannical forces vibrated in the air, suppressed to the extreme, and dangerous to the extreme.

"Don't worry about that." ……

"You're not normal!" "Wake up!"

"Have you taken your medicine? You need treatment! ”……

"You're a madman!" "Monster! Do you want to be like that woman! ”

"Quiet!" "Quiet!" "Calm down!" ……

Closing her eyes slightly, countless words of fear or worry or disgust swirled in her mind, and she knew that this was what she was bearing in the picture at this moment.

She couldn't help it.

Extremely strong self-loathing and despair cried all the time, and at that moment she couldn't control the devil living in her body.

"Sakura?"

Pulling her head from the same despair, she looked up and watched as the boy who had come out of the fog of distant memories slowly approached.

He walked into the court full of tyrannical power with great determination, and approached her...... She was on the verge of collapse.

With only a hideous face and empty eyes left, she watched as she unconsciously bit her lip and retreated step by step in the careful approach of the visitor, her whole body spasmed and made a last resistance......

"Boom!" There was an explosion, and the dazzling lightning split through the drowsy sky, and she stood solemnly, watching the flash illuminate that hideous face and split the last shred of her sanity......

"Ahh

Completely out of control......

The extremely thick mist gushed out, the mark of the demon's sin spread instantly, a huge shadow condensed, and countless evil ghosts broke free from the shackles and crawled out screaming......

The blood in her whole body froze, watching the out-of-control self swing the racket, watching the fierce light streak cut through the air and screamed......

"Boom!"

The hammer that smashed everything fell, and the extremely bright lightning exploded in an instant, and the blood spread out in an instant, dazzling in the overwhelming shadow magic.

"Bang!"

She watched unconsciously as the unsuspecting figure tossed heavily... Fell again.

Blood splashed on the corners of her pale clothes, and the powerful blow after the tyrannical burst out made her stunned, and she fell with her eyes and pupils up.

The rain and fog fell hazy, and the cold water vapor was ...... little by little. Soak in the warm red......

Everything happened in a moment of light and fire, but at this moment, it was stretched to a millisecond by frame.

Her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and when she opened her mouth wide, she could only feel the cold air wrapped in blood-stained rain mist clogging her throat, and she could not make a single sound.

The picture still does not stop, the noise of people continues to pour in, panic and panic run through everyone's expressions, and the sound of ambulance horns...... The sound of the device colliding...... Everything poured into this gloomy scene.

With all her strength, she shifted her steps and stumbled closer to the young man who should have been as noble as a god and beautiful to the point of unreal, but at this moment he was drenched in blood and dying.

She approached him and watched the blood line on the corner of his mouth, and the gloom in his eyebrows and eyes was filled with affection......

"Sakura, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

She stroked his pale lips through the illusory dream, and stroked his faded eyes......

"Sakura?" ……

She watched him slowly close her eyes, and the corners of her lips overflowed with a very light and light, instantly annihilated in the rain and mist......

"Sakura Sakura ......"

She clutched her heart, which was tearing and aching.

"I'm ......"

"I'm ......"

She finally hugged him in the freeze-frame frame, her voice hoarse.

She remembered......

She remembered.

It was a rainy day.

Her father died, and she made a lifelong mistake.

Everything, fermented in the splendid sea of flowers, rotten in the continuous rainy night.

……

In an instant, the shadow of the flower shattered, and she woke up from her deep sleep.

The sea of fog is wrapped in a long robe, and the sword flower pierces the flower vine.

"Poof!"

Blood spreads.

A sword shadow broke through the air and pierced through the heart.

She fell from her throne.

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