He'd lost his memories; he'd had a dream. But when he came to, Touya was back in everyday life — wrapped in the unchanging warmth of his dear friends and the innocent smile of a girl. Here, within this irreplaceable reality called "now."

"Oh my… hehe…"
"Hm?"
"Wahaa—!"
Before he knew it she'd crept up on him; from down at his feet,
Suzuran-chan suddenly appeared and pounced—
"Whoa!"
—and he landed flat on his rear.
"Touya-chan, Touya-chan!"
"Wh-what is it—"
"Play with me, play with me—"
"Sure, but what do you want to do?"
"Watermelon-splitting—!"
"But… did we even have a watermelon?"
"Ehh—, we don't—?"
"What good does telling Touya do? If you want it that badly, get it yourself from the start—"
"You're as clueless as ever, Shou-chan. Hurry up and go buy one—!"
"Just listen to me—listen to what a person's saying!"
Shouichi casually grabbed Suzuran-chan by the ankles, whirled her round and round,
and hurled her into the sea like a hammer throw.
"Hyahaa—"
"Spla-aash!"
Smiling all the way, Suzuran-chan sank to the bottom of the sea.

"Nehaa—!" At the voice that suddenly rose up from beneath his feet, Touya started and fell flat on his backside. But the thing came leaping mercilessly up onto him. Blotting out the midsummer sun, shining all the more dazzlingly — that innocent smile belonged to Suzuran.