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A distant summer day.

A distant summer day.

A short story limited to April 1, 2024.

Time flows on, unaware of what that light in their eyes truly is.

They have spent a long time together.

Memories of that day sink deep, fading with each passing moment, no longer clear to recall.

Yet their bond endures. They wait—always wait—for the day when they may reach toward that light.

The sun that burned their eyes that day still exists, right there.

That is the only truth unaltered since that distant summer—the solid truth within the wavering illusion, beyond the heat haze.

Japanese source: https://ncode.syosetu.com/n0358dh/3/