Prelude

He clapped his hands together.

Twisting, he turned his left hand clockwise… the other running counter.

Being battered over the entirety of his body, blood sprayed from his mouth as he spoke the words:

"Domain Expansion…"

Clenching his teeth, red trickled from his swollen gums.

All of the muscles in his face felt fatigued from the consecutive impacts to his face up to this point.

"Cherry Blossoms at Midnight!"

The very moment he called out his technique's name, the intense and fast surge of a black void spread from beneath his feet.

The two were trapped in the world he created now.

The same as the vast expanse of outer space, nothing was visible, except each other.

And the endless flow of beautiful pink cherry blossoms from above, raining down on them both.

There was a floor beneath them, however it was invisible, showing a false sense of infinite blackness below.

In between the fatigued breaths he took, he asked him:

"Betcha… didn't see this coming, fucker!"

From his clenched fists, white cold mist escaped from the cracks between his fingers.

"How… how ya like me now?"

———Rewinding Log———

He laid, bored and mentally exhausted, on the stone steps.

The jagged and sharp edges dug into his back, yet he remained content with this.

Staring off at the night sky above him, thousands of little white flakes dropped from dark and endless clouds above him.

A full moon was in view, its light allowed him to see the campus around him.

Yukinose Aoi was dumped.

Again.

Beneath his blank expression, the seething and boiling urge to go into a rage, kicking all of the rocks, and punching all of the trees around him, was builing up.

But even he knew that it meant nothing to do something like that.

Kicking snow, or the rocks around him, or screaming at the sky didn't change a thing.

Instead he laid there, ignoring the snot trickling from his nose, and the coldness of his limbs.