They Just Want Me to Confess

The light of dusk illuminated the girl's face. The evening breeze swept through her hair, carrying the fragrance of spring grass. Pure white petals drifted down, just as the cherry blossoms bloomed. The girl's eyes were clear, gazing at me under the cherry tree. Her silent gaze seemed to be telling me: "Please give me a promise, just as you once saved me." —— Translator: The girl I saved from the virtual world descended beside me. I only treat them as friends. But they just want me to confess.