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- I win at pachinko whenever I play, and when it rains and I'm stuck without an umbrella, some girl appears out of nowhere to lend me hers. Then there's Fujiko, my luscious grown-up girlfriend, who's always at home, waiting for me, when I go on one of my visits for "education". My luck enabled me to survive when my family decided to commit suicide together ten years ago. I wish my mother had been as lucky, but she died, leaving Dad and me to carry on. My name is Hiroaki, by the way. Hiroaki Haniwa. I'm about to graduate from Kyoai Junior College, but I just can't make up my mind what to do with my future. Continue on to a four-year university, or get a job? I have no idea. There is one thing about my power... It's getting stronger and stronger as time goes by. Someday it seems like it may swallow all of Japan.
- It's April. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom, exploding with beautiful shades of pink and red and white like they do every year. Their fleeting existence will end soon enough, but for now the Season of the Sakura has come again to Japan. I turn to her, standing at my side, and speak. "The Sakura were in bloom the day we first met. Do you remember?" She smiles at me. I know that she is happy. I look up at the Sakura once more, and speak again... "That's right. That was the beginning of it all..." I remember those first weeks of school. Nearly crashing into the tall, grown-up Reiko outside the school gate. Then there was loyal Kiyomi, who searched for me for a year. I met Mio under the Sakura tree, her hair falling into my face. In my class were Meimi and Seia, lifelong friends despite their different personalities. Ruri and Aki came along later, as the Sakura were fading... I turn to her again and smile. She squeezes my hand. "Yes," I say, half to myself. "That was it. The beginning of it all..."