"Next, please let the groom say his vows."
Some words he had rehearsed in his heart a hundred times, but when it came to saying them aloud, he still stammered.
Uesugi Sakura took Hanamaru Hanabi's hand, looking into her tear-filled eyes.
"Hanabi... I met you when I was three years old, you were wearing white furry earmuffs at the time, wrapped in a light blue little cotton coat, lowering your head shyly.
"That day I happened to be going out and happened to meet you and your mother moving in, your mother seemed to notice me too, knowing I was a neighbor, she smiled and greeted me, then bent down to whisper some words to you that I couldn't hear clearly.
"While I was still standing dazed at the other end of the street, a pair of lively purple eyes looked at me, and when she saw I was also looking at her, she very shyly withdrew her gaze quickly, lowering her head, her face red, hiding behind her mother, looking just as shy as she does now.
