冬桜抄 -さくらがたり-

I may have no memory of being spirited away, but there are three things I remember- the shadow of somebody who took my hand, the scent of flowers and a voice that said "Come", and a voice that said, "Don't come."

It was the usual path home. Suddenly, I then realised I became lost in an unfamiliar street. Next to me was the figure of "Makoto", my childhood friend hurrying on the path home. My mobile was out of range. With no way to go back as there was no path we came from, the fog intensified and all we could do was set on going forwards. After a while, we found a large mansion and a huge, naked cherry blossom tree. Anxiously, we decide to visit, and were answered with--

"Why did you come? I told you not come, didn't I?"

The young man, "Fubuki", glared at us, appearing to be displeased.

Even though we were told not to come, it was pitch black around us and we had no idea how to get home. All Makoto and I could do was borrow a room and stay for the night.

After the night, we left the mansion. We then became enveloped in mist and despaired in the grey scenery. The fog, thick and white, wrapped our surroundings, and the forest that extended to the large garden was very dense...
The Hanamo-machi we lived in... was nowhere to be found.
This place isn't the world as I know it.

"Welcome to Hanari."

It was the residents of the mansion that welcomed us.
The ones who welcomed us were - "Taruhi", "Hinata" and "Kirishima".
In the garden was a lifeless cherry blossom tree. Gradually, it made me remember being spirited away.
The shadow of the one that took my hand.
And, the voice that said "Come", and the voice that said "Don't come".

I got cursed.
They said I could go by in this mysterious world without care, but unrelentingly, they pressed me to make an ultimate choice.
There is no right answer anywhere, but they said I can only make one choice.

If so...
If you'll take my hand, if you choose me, if you're destined to not be able to live without me...

"I will give it to you, anything and everything."