You do not get it?

So I put my bottle away and proceed to approach quietly.

(PS: I will try to narrate it as much as possible in the third person)

...

Sakura was looking at the ground a little depressed.

If it was any other time then hardly anything could make her like this but now it's a bit different, Yubeng Hakawa, a person she only considered as an acquaintance for a long time has now told a truth to her face that she was aware of( especially recently).

-"You are weak..."-

-"It's an offense for someone like you to worry about her..."-

She knew of her own weakness but for someone to suddenly say it to her face like that is a bit...

"*sigh*"

But at least thanks to those words she has taken a little time to think.

-"You are selfish... you ignore the people who really care about you..."-

This phrase began to resonate through her mind over and over again, making her think about what has happened in recent times.

Suddenly thinking about it carefully one realizes that she is a bit lonely, because when remembering the past the memories of this place come to mind.

"*sigh*"

Although she thinks about all this, she doesn't really find the cause that caused all this, she doesn't know where she went wrong for things to end up like this, because after all that has been her way of being, she always felt that she lives and does things so she believes that it is correct because she has never found someone to tell her that what she is doing is wrong (this already uses somewhat complex psychology issues, so we are not going to get too much into this).

But in general now someone has appeared who tells her that the things she does are wrong, if she were someone else then she would only have thought that they wanted to harass her but if they come from someone like him then things change.

"*sigh*"

"What do you sigh so much?"

Sakura jumped when she heard a voice coming from next to her.

Her shock eases somewhat as she acknowledges that she is familiar.

Although that doesn't calm her surprise yet.

"Yuu!?" The surprise is understandable, she had never expected someone to find her in this place (at least not someone she knew).

"What's with that expression, it seems that she saw a ghost"

"I-I I... I" She doesn't know what to say as she suddenly feels a bit paralyzed, the memories of her start coming back to her mind.

Then she looks away from her to the lower side of her looking down at the floor.

Yuu seeing this sighs internally.

'He really left a shadow on her…'

"Is that the way you greet a friend?" With enough confidence I sit on her side keeping a prudent distance.

"I..." Sakura goes a little mute and uncomfortable having her close to her.

"Well, it doesn't matter, I just came to see how you were doing"

Sakura is then surprised by my sudden words.

"Don't think too much, I just wanted to see how we reflect on what I told you before"

Sakura's body tensed slightly, she raises one hand and grabs hers another of hers, a clear sign of blocking position (you already know it, in a previous chapter I explained the types of body positions according to the situations) .

"What's happening because you do not talk?"

"..."

She doesn't answer but I calmly wait for a response from her.

In her eyes she has a kind of conflict, it seems that she is deciding something inside of her.

After a while she opens her heart and speaks.

"I... I don't know" is the answer that comes out.

"I understand, but what don't you know?"

"I just... I don't know, I don't know what I'm wrong about... what I did wrong... I'm a bit lost" Only in the current situation has she realized the things that are happening around her, does she realize that she is alone, and the worst thing is that even the person she most admires is unable to be by her side.

She is human but the fact that she can be aware of these things causes her sadness although nothing happens, this was confirmed when she was walking here, she suddenly felt as if she did not belong here since thinking about it a little carefully, no one from this This place could be considered as someone close, just as acquaintances, the fact that in her recent mission she has turned out to be so useless has reinforced the thought that Satsuki doesn't really need her, she is just a very annoying nuisance that they call partner, after After all, she couldn't do anything...

Humans are social beings, if any of us enters into solitude then his life becomes depressing and grey, only interacting with others even though I only know a little is some kind of happiness, losing this could be something terrible.

(PDA: It probably seems unreasonable to you that Sakura suddenly gets sentimental like that over a couple of little things but friend, I tell you that in real life the times we get depressed are mostly misunderstood, even you don't know what it is what started your depression, the desire to not go on asking yourself: what do you gain by breathing at the end of the day? It is devastating because this kills our dreams in life, our desire to live, we think that in the end none of this does not make sense ; luckily for most of us we get out of this state by remembering the good things in life, our goals, passions, responsibilities and so on...)

I am not very surprised by her answer, after all she is a malicious innocent character (she doesn't realize what she does or at least the consequences of her actions, the typical girl who thinks the world is easy), so really she never had malice inside of her, just an obsessed personality.

(PDA: This has led me to think that Sakura was born with the OCD disease that its translation will be 'obsessive-compulsive disorder' to a lesser extent; this could explain why hearing Satsuki's name triggers something inside her that leads her to activate their obsession and in turn become compulsive actions, in the world there are people who are born with this and even if they are aware of it they cannot do anything, the anxiety and terror that is felt by not following your impulses is something terrible for them, very hard for normal people to understand(we can only try to understand), it usually takes years to get cured of this mental illness, please do research if you want to know more about OCD, I assure you, you will be very surprised and like me, you will understand Sakura in a different way; this is why I've recently taken pity on Sakura, developing properly as a character and not leaving her as just another filler, I feel it's right for me to give her a chance)

Sakura's appearance is on the decline right now, I can detect the depressive aura surrounding her very easily, after all I remember when I was in a similar way in the past.

'*sigh*' Seeing this softens Yubeng's heart a bit as he remembers his past.

Being lost is something hard, especially when you are alone, it seems that you are really alone in this world, without someone to support you or help you it is even worse.

'Most likely she thought like me back then'

Melancholy floods me softening my heart even more.

I turn my gaze a little and then I see some crystalline drops fall from her face while she used her forearms to clean them.

So this was enough to take me back in time, I suddenly remembered a scene from the past.

It was when I began to realize that I was a reincarnated.

I remember that one night I was alone in the house (as I usually was).

It was a stormy night and I was in my bed, in the middle of the darkness, in general, although the environment was depressing, I still kept myself with a bit of tranquility and calm of an adult.

All this lasted until one of those thunderclaps sounded so loud that I felt it in my chest.

Suddenly I felt a little scared and the first thing I thought of was my mother.

Only at that moment I was paralyzed.

My mother was not there, nor was my father, nor a relative that I knew, much less my parents from this world.

Suddenly loneliness and sadness invaded me, that was like a chain reaction.

Suddenly I felt my heart open along with my tears, I didn't know why I couldn't calm down.

I just felt abandoned and sad, there was no one to comfort me, I had nothing to hold on to except my blankets.

There under the covers, crying as quietly as I could, trying to smooth my breathing that somehow seemed to encourage my emotions to come out.

I felt my jaw tremble slightly as the snot accumulated in my nose.

I don't know why I wanted to be strong, maybe it was something they taught me since I was little, 'men don't cry, we carry everything in silence, crying is weakness'...