Hydrangea Boy

"Uncle, open the chest."
When Tadao opened the drawer he was directed to, he found gardening tools that Sayori used to use, such as a gardening apron, neatly stored away.
"Sayori, don't tell me..."
"I have to be the one to go. I will put an end to this conflict."
The Blue Hydrangea Boy running around town holding a blue hydrangea.
The Red Hydrangea Girl holding a red hydrangea.
"I will show them that hydrangeas of other colors have their own charm, too. I will bring this conflict to an end."
Sayori had once sought teachings from her uncle, Tadao, who was said to have turned all the hydrangeas in the city white long ago.
She was excommunicated by her uncle, who worried that she was becoming too obsessed and losing touch with her friends.
But now, the students in this city are being swayed by the colors of hydrangea flowers.
"But, Sayori..."
"It's okay. I've walked this path before. I will free them from the magic of the hydrangeas."
Sayori took Tadao's hand.
"But once this battle is over, please allow me to grow hydrangeas again. I will make sure to cherish my life as a student, too."
Tadao nodded in silence.

I participated in this project.
Thank you, Tarahakani-san.
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