Glistening drops of water slipped from between the umbrella, disappearing in a hurried, even rhythm on the stones under the eaves.
Uesugi Sakura looked at Hanamaru Hanabi's gentle face, holding a transparent umbrella with his right hand, and invited her with a smile:
"The rain is still heavy. Shall we walk together?"
Hanamaru Hanabi looked up, saw his perfectly timed expression, smiled, and happily nodded:
"Yes!"
...
The road to school was their long-cherished time alone together,
Under the transparent umbrella, the two walked side by side, well-acquainted with each other's rhythms, even the sound of their footsteps splashing through puddles was remarkably synchronized.
Uesugi Sakura held the transparent umbrella with his right hand, positioned in the middle for both of them.
The constant patter of raindrops on the umbrella, mixed with a slight breeze, seemed to add to its weight in his hand.
