Freezing, hmm? Perhaps it was a shiver of delight for our long-awaited reunion♪.

(Elysia responded, her voice light and airy as she smiled at the halovian.)

Aren't you sweet, Sunday? I think my heart just skipped a beat. Every Sunday that passes, I'll find myself thinking of you~

-I owe you a lot for that. That kind of animation always takes a lot of work.

But when done with proper dedication, it's amazing. At least for someone who is married with his job as an animator.

-Me temo que soy un hombre muy simple, y yo solo por mi cuenta no soy capaz de decir nada que pueda emocionar a nadie.

Parafraseando a Shakespeare, desdichado de él, que no sabe poner el corazón en los labios.
...Claro que, en el caso de Welt, siempre será de los que creen que las acciones pesan>

That's not how I see it. Even though you could have kept going, you stopped for me♪. No matter how small, it's important to appreciate acts of kindness.

(To express her sincerity, Elysia placed her free hand on her chest to introduce herself.)

Wah~ I'm so glad. I don't believe we had the chance >

|| education would come first ✌🏻

-Only if you want, of course. But I can't think of a better candidate than you for a pianist.

If he were still working with Studio Reason, he would even suggest Sunday for a voice acting. Welt has the feeling he'd be great at that.

(Elysia certainly wasn't expecting that.

Oh, she remembers him! How could she possibly forget the halovian?)

Your kindness has completely warmed my heart, so I'm not cold at all♪. I'll have to thank you properly.

(With her usual smile, the pink-haired elf linked arms with him, hoping to >

-Oh, then I won't reveal that I'd like to use you as a model for animation.

There are some things that are a pain on the neck when it comes to animate them: Hair, walking or running, water and people playing the piano. But Sunday always moves his hands so elegantly, so smoothly that Welt...>

It's getting colder outside, so remember to wrap up warm~

If you forget, Miss Pink Elf will always be here to warm you up with a hug♪.

She snuggled deeper under the blanket, mumbling in her sleep.

❝Sunday... Don't eat... the desserts without me...❞

❝Let me down...? Hey, don't think like that! You have nothing to worry about.❞

In her opinion, yes. Sunday hasn't done anything truly unforgivable. Besides, she believes everyone deserves a second chance.

For all she knew, Mitsuki might have been a terrible person in her past...

After finding >

Mitsuki was like a blank slate, waiting to be filled with new memories. The only thing that remained was the halovian. Her friends' silhouettes had slowly begun to fade from her mind, replaced almost entirely by the image of Sunday.

The pink-haired girl didn't want this to be her ending, but >

Since it was her own decision, he shouldn't feel guilty! She's responsible for her own actions.

❝Huh? Does that mean you want to use the nickname? I don't have a problem with it! We've grown closer, after all.❞

Upon hearing his words, Mitsuki instinctively reached out and gently patted his >

Definitely. She'd seen the mischievous glint in the Trailblazers' eye.

❝You should! It's not meant to be an insult, Sunday. I wish I could be as captivating and charismatic as a shoujo character.

You'd be surprised by how many. A certain blue-haired bore from Belobog comes to mind.❞

His >