Yuno Kashiki found an earring.
The small, delicate sunflower shape hung from yuno's fingertips, making it easy to think of how it would look when worn on an earlobe, swinging gently with the movement of the head. The protruding areas are slightly worn, and the silver that looks like metal is exposed underneath the mottled yellow, and there are even traces of dark red in some places, although it's hard to notice if you don't look closely.
The earring was lying quietly in the corner when yuno found it, like a small flower blooming on the roadside.
And this corner is where the owner of the earrings was attacked. Yuno don't know if it was the rabbit with the cloak or the prison's special sweeper that cleaned up the traces of the attack on the owner of the earrings as if it had never happened. If Yuno had not seen the blood on the floor, the prisoners hanging on by a thread, the messy prison, she was afraid the next day would not have known that such a thing had happened. Thinking of this yuno sneered, hold the earrings in her hand, get up and walked towards the prison area.
"Mahiru san, I'm coming in." Yuno knocked on the room door, then pushed the door open and walked in. The room was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the bandaged blonde woman was sitting on the bed with a smile on her face as if she was recovering well, but the voice she made was still so weak.
"Ah, yuno chan... Sorry, shidou san just changed my dressing, the room was so messy that I didn't have time to clean it up..." Yuno squinted at the bedside table that was once neatly arranged with all kinds of make-up supplies, but now it was occupied by all kinds of medicine. Yuno's eyes reflect the monotonous, miserable white of medicine bottles, began to clean up the countertop.
"Mahiru san is better to have the recuperation on the bed, just leave it to me." The young girl cleaned up efficiently, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, relieved Mahiru Shiina. "Well... I'm sorry to have troubled yuno chan and everyone else so much ......," mahiru smiled bitterly, her right hand, which was still moving, rubbing the surface of the blanket uneasily.
Yuno narrowed her eyes and displayed the earring that had just choked her hand, the little sunflower lying quietly in the palm of her hand. "By the way, I found this in the corner of the corridor, this is when mahiru san dropped it there, right"
"Ah, really..." Mahiru showed a surprised expression and gently squeezed it up. "There were so many things that happened that day, when I noticed it only one was left, and I couldn't find the other one... Thank you, Yuno chan." Mahiru smiled, and yuno looked at her with an imperceptible sigh of relief and smiled.

"...well, yuno chan,"
"Could you please, help me put it on"
The sunflower waved in front of the young girl's eyes, and the reflected light almost stung her eyes.
"...What" Yuno opened her mouth and swallowed the topic of bringing a new cake to mahiru next time, leaving only one sound bursting in her mouth.

........................

After a short silence, Yuno took the earring on the tip of mahiru's finger with a curious coincidence, leaned forward, and carefully put the circle through the ear hole that was not occupied by anything.
The earlobe felt warmer than yuno's fingertips when her fingertips were attached to it. Mahiru's earlobe was like the small hand of a stuffed animal that yuno had held in her arms countless times and fondled, and the touch was addictive.
Even though yuno had worn earrings herself, she inevitably wondered if it would be hurt when she put the tips through mahiru ‘s ear holes. It seems like a long time ago since I wore them, Yuno thought.
Mahiru bowed her head obediently, breathing so softly like a stuffed animal that wouldn't move, reminding Yuno of the games she played when she was a child dressing up her toys. The circle had been snapped shut, and from the fingertips came the sensation of a fit. The blonde hair that hadn't been properly tended for a long time was hanging down around her ears. Yuno wanted to gently lift it behind her ears, but suppressed the urge and lowered her hand that she had raised subconsciously.
When she sat back down, yuno realized that mahiru was smiling slightly with her eyes closed. More like a stuffed animal, she thought.
It was less than a minute, but it felt like an hour had passed. Both of them were uncharacteristically silent during this period, and the room was quiet as if in a peaceful sleep at a deep night.
"...Mahiru san, is done." Yuno softly called out mahiru’s name, as if not want to disturb the moment of peace. And mahiru as if to hear the voice of yuno before slowly open her eyes, in fact, she has long felt the heat belonging to yuno is gradually away.
The sunflower swayed gently, glowing brightly, just as it did in the past when it was hanging on the earlobe of mahiru. Yuno lowered her eyes, pink eyes reflecting the blond hair with a little dull, light projected in but like being sucked into a black hole.
Mahiru raised her right hand and stroked every part of the earrings as if it was about to be copied in her mind.
"What about it," she said, turning her head slightly sideways, her hair sweeping over her fading face and the newly replaced bandages on her head, but looking as if she was carefully picking up a pair of earrings she liked in the jewelry store she frequented and asking her companion in front of the mirror how they looked splendidly. "Do it look good"
The way she held her face and smiled but made yuno shiver.

Enough.
Body one step faster than the words, yuno reached out and took hold of mahiru's slender wrist, the smile on mahiru's face froze.
"...... is really enough."
"I found mahiru san, is who really the most poor at reading the atmosphere."
"When we just came to this inexplicable prison you was, and now you also keep showing your smile which is incompatible with this damn prison."
"Because you are so naive so you are suffering so much now, I know it, mahiru san, your mental and physical body are to the limit, right"
"Is there anything good to make you happy nowadays Can't you make some suitable expression"
"The more you smile like this, the more I feel so cold here."
The words came out like a barrage of bullets, and it seemed like it took a lot of strength for yuno to say those words, and her tense body collapsed at once.
Mahiru looked straight into yuno's eyes and gently held her hand back,
"...but, why are you shedding tears, yuno chan"
Yuno was silent, allowing the tears to blur her eyes and then abruptly slide down. The young girl's slender body trembled, and a little warmth came from the place where her hand touched each other, but it was still not enough to dispel yuno's coldness.
"...I'm sorry, yuno-chan...I just wanted to make yuno-chan a little happier," said mahiru, gently wiping away the tears on yuno's face and lowering her head with a bitter smile. "But I'm just too clumsy, and in turn, I'm making yuno chan hate me--" mahiru wanted to laugh a few times to lighten the tone, but then she stopped.

"......... no ......"
It was always this prison that I hated.
Yuno looked up and met mahiru's eyes. Foggy looking, she thought, is it because of her tears or mine
"...... I ............"
Actually always have been love you.
The always eloquent Yuno Kashiki could not say a complete sentence at this time, and the hand that had just been held again came with a warm feeling, leading her to unconsciously want to get closer.
Not enough, not enough. This kind of warmth is not enough to fill the hollow of yuno's heart, this kind of words is not enough to express yuno's thoughts.
Ah...this feeling is so annoying...
Yuno lowered her eyes, and the warm hand that was placed on yuno's hand tightened its grip a little more, as if to guide. The distance between them is getting closer and closer, so close that the tip of yuno's nose is tickled by the brush of mahiru's hair, so close that Yuno can smell the smell of medicine on mahiru's lips, so close that--
The touch from her lips had been experienced countless times, fierce or tender, rough or delicate, familiar or rusty, fleeting or long, and the only thing missing from all kinds of feelings was the warmth she had now.
Yuno has always been a pragmatist, the feelings that are difficult to say, the words that cannot be well organized, the temperature that is as low as zero, so let's use the real feelings to make up for it.
The two of them exchanged each other's breath and temperature without words in the kiss, fitting each other like the circles on the earrings.