Cherry Blossom After Winter Manga 소설 & 이야기

We walked amidst the cherry blossom trees; the petals raining on us even as the slightest wind passed by. I sat on a white marble bench beside the pond. Zephyr brought us two cups of sakura tea or cherry blossom tea. “They said this tea slows aging. Princess will look younger,” Zephyr said, sitting beside me. “I don’t wish to live a long life, anyway. Aging shouldn’t be a problem for me,” I said. “Why not?” Zephyr’s gaze had been filled with an unfathomable melancholy even since we entered the art gallery. It was just getting intenser every second.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

Rushing around frantically, I searched for her in the last direction that I'd seen her go. It felt like I walked for ages but finally, I knew she was near because suddenly the storm swirled away into the distance, then ceased. The snow was melting and as I trudged toward her, shivering and frostbitten, she stood in a beautiful, lush garden. Moss and chartreuse grass grew before my eyes. She turned to me, and I was bewildered when koby-pink cherry flower blossoms began to fall at my feet, covering the ground. I reached out for the cherry blossom and held it. The branch broke under my grasp, and everything turned frigid.

The thick trunk of the cherry tree shook violently! Countless cherry blossom petals fluttered down like snowflakes! It was so beautiful! The muscular man’s body bounced up from the tree trunk before falling onto the ground with a bang! The other two burly men who attacked Yang Xiao’s left and right ribs were continuously kicked away by Yang Xiao in the same way! Bang bang! The thick trunk of the cherry tree was hit! More cherry blossom petals fell down! No one was in the mood to appreciate such a beautiful cherry blossom rain!

She wasn’t getting what exactly was going on? Meaning, she thought she was dreaming. It was winter from where she came from? Then, where is this ? The beautiful pinkish-white petals of the cherry blossom were falling on her skin, lightly and softly. She was liking and loving each and every second in there. Suddenly, she found out the cut in her arms and it pained like the sting of a bee or an ant.

“BLOOM, HYAKKA RYOURAN!!” SWINGG Sena threw around 8 shuriken towards Antilles with one shuriken ahead of them. "What you did was useless." Antilles tried to block the shuriken with her sword, but as she did, something happened. “What?” The shuriken she slashed suddenly turned into newly bloomed cherry blossom petals and scratched the woman's cheek. "This..." The attack was followed by hundreds of other shuriken that shot behind it. SRING SRING SRING Antilles tried to protect her body, which was starting to be cut by the hundreds of shuriken attacks.

I felt like it was cooling the anger and hatred simmering in my heart, putting a cool touch to it. "After the end of cold winter, there is a spring festival with cherry blossom in full bloom. You will like that very much." I heard him say in a small voice. He knew I was going to leave in some days and it's barely been the start of winter; spring wasn't until next year. But I didn't correct him. Because we both maybe wanted to forget about the reality for a moment and live in this dream, until daybreak comes and our eyes open.

“It’s good. It’s going to be classical Japanese music mixed with pop. I think it’s called ‘Sakura Sakura.’” “What?” Sebastian snapped, turning his azure-blue eyes to Jane, his face tense. Jane was taken by surprise by his abrupt query. She swallowed nervously and said, “It’s called ‘Sakura Sakura.’” Then she had to explain further, thinking he didn’t know or understand. “The song depicts springtime, when cherry blossoms bloom, sir.” “Yes, of course. I know that,” Sebastian said. He took a deep breath then. Shit! Why was he in such a bad mood? Why was he so agitated?

Sakura waved back with all her might. Behind the smile, her heart felt heavy. She whispered softly, barely audible to the world: “Heri-kun… if you come again in spring, let’s see the cherry blossoms together, okay…” The 777 slowly made its way to the runway, and in silence, Sakura watched it pull further away. The engines roared louder as the plane accelerated down Haneda’s Runway 34L. Sakura held her breath as the wheels slowly lifted off the ground, then tucking into the belly of the plane.

Chloe stood in front of the mirror, wiping away the layers of stage makeup to reveal her everyday look. She turned to Thomas with a bright smile. "How do I look?" "You're always beautiful," he said warmly. "Makeup just makes you look like someone else." Her smile froze for a split second before she regained her composure, slipping back into her usual soft-spoken grace. I felt a pang in my chest listening to them, a sharp ache that would not ease. I glanced down at the shoes before me. As I slipped my foot in, a sudden, stabbing pain shot through me—there was a needle in the shoe!