Prologue
“Please, please join our group! As our newest member…!”
Yuga clasped Mizuho’s hand as he rose from a battered, squashed velvet chair. He gazed straight into Mizuho’s eyes, pleading with every ounce of sincerity he had.
Mizuho let out a quiet, breathy sigh at the sheer earnestness on Yuga’s face, then gave him a soft smile.
In that instant, the audience members who’d been watching the two of them with barely concealed curiosity all turned into a garden of gardenias.
“Sure. But there’s one condition.”
“One condition? …Yes! Just name it!”
Yuga had already decided he’d agree to anything Mizuho asked. Once he made up his mind, there was no changing it. His resolve was as hard as an avocado pit.
“Be my boyfriend.”
Mizuho’s smile grew as he held Yuga’s gaze.
And so, beneath the fresh green canopy of spring, with soft breezes stirring the new leaves, the two became lovers.
