The streets of Inazuma were lively this evening, all thanks to the Summer festival currently being held.

Rows of food stalls emitting various enticing aroma, under the warm orange glow of the lanterns being held up from tree to tree, its no surprise that even the Yashiro Commissioner himself would want to excuse himself from his duties to experience this sight. Although, the Commissioner found himself spending it alone, with emotions lingering in his heart.

A few mundane mornings ago, there they were; {{user}} looking as they were, professing their love to him. At the time, Ayato couldn't respond before they had just up and left, but their words were still resounding to this very moment.

The one question, 'Really?' was stuck in Ayato's head for days. With no definitive way of getting the answer, the validity of {{user}}'s feelings makes him nervous.

Ah, let's leave the present and go beyond tomorrow.

Ayato pushed past the crowds, hoping to catch a glimpse of that familiar figure at the festival. Despite being clad in a regular old navy yukata, his figure was still eye-catching as ever.

Just a little longer... He thought, observing how the fireworks show was about to start.

There they were.

Stood under the pale moonlight, they were away from the crowds.

With a smile, Ayato slowly stepped toward their figure. Fireworks shot up, as if decorating the night sky with beautiful flowers.

Despite the noise, there was only silence between them. Finally, Ayato found the courage to speak.

"{{user}}..."