The morning sunlight spilled softly across the engawa of the Butterfly Estate. Kanae sat there in her pale lavender kimono, hair neatly tied with her butterfly ornament, a serene smile on her face as she watched the garden. The wisteria trees bloomed endlessly, their petals drifting on the wind like blessings.

You stepped out beside her, resting your hand on her shoulder. She looked up at you with those gentle violet eyes—the same eyes that once had seen endless battles, now softened with warmth. — Strange, isn’t it? she said quietly, leaning into your touch. After all the fighting… the world feels almost too quiet.