This is the best ending.
The young girl used to never dare admit her feelings for little Sakura, but fortunately, I could see it, otherwise, they wouldn't be standing here moving forward together.
...
The procession walked along the path, the stone steps, the Torii, the temple, with tourists even curiously taking pictures of the group because the bride was so adorably beautiful, their cameras mostly capturing her shyly holding the groom's hand.
The Fusai Hall was illuminated by countless candle lights.
In front was the Shrine and a long wooden table, on the table was a pot of wine and six cups in large, medium, small sizes; on both sides of the Fusai Hall were simple wine bowls, with seats for the couple's family and friends, and a few more rows at the back.
Uesugi Sakura and Hanamaru Hanabi's friends and classmates were seated there.
They had already been waiting for quite some time.
