Accompanied by singing birds and chirping cicadas, Kiernan and Aoi, their hands intertwined, walked through the lush forest.
It was a forest path that Aoi frequently visited to clear her mind and find peace away from the bustling of the dojo, where she could feel connected to nature and breathe in the fresh air.
"Here~"
Aoi led him to a swinging bridge that crossed over a small stream, crossed it, and as they arrived at the other side of the stream, they saw a swing hanging from a tree branch.
The swing was made of sturdy ropes and a wooden plank. It was also wide enough for three people to sit side-by-side if they squeezed in tightly.
"A swing? Here?"
Kiernan raised an eyebrow, and with a laugh, Aoi pulled him towards the swing, and they both sat down together.
"I found this place about three years ago. I don't know who put this swing here, but I've been here many times in the past three years, and I have never met its maker."
