Why had things turned out like this...
For the first time, I had someone I liked; for the first time, I had made a lifelong best friend (for real).
Those two happy things had intertwined.
And those two joys should have brought me countless more joys. I should have been able to enjoy such a dreamlike, blissful time. But why had things turned out like this...
Nanshe's fishing rod fell to the ground, but she did not pick it up. Her hands trembled slightly as she looked at the scene by the lake.
She seemed to want to sigh or roar, but—she instinctively felt that it would be inappropriate, so she could only cover her mouth and keep herself from making a sound that would ruin that beautiful, harmonious scene.
Even so, the noise she made alerted Annanu. As for Ereshkigal, she was still burying her head in Annanu's chest and crying her heart out, utterly unaware that Nanshe had approached.
Annanu looked toward Nanshe.
Moonlight shone upon Nanshe, making her face look somewhat pale. Noticing Annanu's gaze, she could only force an awkward smile.
".Maybe I came at the wrong time."
Nanshe felt that perhaps she should not be standing here. She should be down in that lake instead.
But Annanu's next words made Nanshe's mind crash.
"No, you came at exactly the right time."
For a moment, Nanshe even forgot to be sad.
She looked at Ereshkigal, still in Annanu's arms, then at Annanu's face. She was somewhat eager to try, yet also a little afraid.
"This doesn't seem appropriate, does it?"
She had indeed imagined putting her head in that spot someday, but she had never imagined sharing it with someone else.
Ereshkigal finally came back to her senses as well. She raised her head and stared