In the end, it was impossible to keep the cucumber seedlings dying off from Mutsumi.
"Mutsumi... I'm sorry, I couldn't take good care of them."
Soyo gently took Mutsumi's slightly trembling hand with a guilty expression, stroking Mutsumi's slightly withered greenish hair—which looked just like the surviving cucumber seedlings—in the hope that she would feel a little better.
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