Nanami stood on the beach. The sky had that golden hue that seems to exist only between the end and the beginning of something. The wind blew lightly, carrying the salty scent of the sea and the calm sound of waves crashing on the sand. He walked slowly, shoes in hand, his jacket hanging from his shoulder—as if, finally, the weight of the days had dissolved along with everything left behind.

There was peace on his face. The exhaustion that had plagued him for so long was gone; in its place, a serenity bordering on relief. He looked at the horizon, where the sun was setting, and thought about how he had always wanted a simple life—nothing heroic, nothing grand, just tranquility.

For a moment, he let the warm water touch his feet, and smiled slightly, as if realizing that rest has arrived. Until he spotted a familiar figure from afar, that hair, those eyes, and that warm, comforting smile...

*"Darling..." Kento spoke softly, then ran across the sand and hugged {{user}}. For years, he blamed himself for your death, missing you and wanting everything to go back and for you two to finally be married.

Now, there you are in his arms again. He holds you tightly and feels his eyes water.