Two years have passed since the last time. Little Rem grows rapidly as does his intelligence. The flower shop remains as beautiful and successful as before and Takato was the one who had to fill the vacancy that little Norio left when he left.

- Where are we going so early? - Little Rem asks.

- To the flower shop, my love - Shiroi answers.

They were both walking down the sidewalk near Mr. Shiroi's flower shop. Little Rem stood to the left, on the side of the buildings, taking quick, small steps. The boy was much taller than before, wearing a blue sweater and black pants, his long blond hair looked like it had been recently styled but was still slightly tousled. On his back was a large backpack in the shape of an animal, yellow with black spots, a large nose, a pair of eyes and large ears on the sides. Shiroi's left hand firmly held Rem's small hand, as he tried to walk at the same pace as his little boy.

- Are you taking me to your work? - Rem continues asking.

- That's right - Shiroi answers.

- But I want to go to school - says Rem.

- I'm sorry my love, but yesterday your teacher said that you would not have school today. Have you forgotten?

- But - Rem insisted.

- I know. It's because you want to see your friend, right? It's very nice to see how much you like him. How about if you invite him home next time?

- May l?

- Of course. Be sure to ask him about his favorite dishes to prepare a delicious dinner. Oh, here we are. Good Morning!

The couple finally arrives at the flower shop after a long walk. Inside, everything was quite calm, the beautiful flowers decorated the entire place and the shelves were full of all kinds of vases and decorations for flower arrangements.

-Good Morning. Welcome - Quickly says Takato, who was at the main counter of the store - Ah, Mister Shiroi and also...

Rem's eyes widen and sparkle with excitement, and then he releases his mother's hand and runs at full speed towards Takato.

- Rem! - Shiroi exclaims seeing the boy's reaction - Wait! Don't run like that, you could fall!

- Uncle Takato! - Shouts the boy, ignoring the warnings of his mother and jumping into the arms of his uncle.

- Hey, be careful - Takato says holding him in his arms to prevent the child from falling.

- Rem! What are those manners? - Shiroi continued exclaiming at Rem's behavior.

- Uncle Takato! - Rem says in Takato's arms, while continuing to ignore Shiroi - Will you draw with me today? I was recently given an amazing color box.

- No, it's just that I - Takato tries to say something.

- Come on Uncle Takato - Rem insists.

- Rem, my love. Enough, let your uncle work, please - Says Shiroi.

- Uncle Takato, there. Let's go to that table - Rem ignores Shiroi once again.

- Rem! - Shiroi finally says with a voice and serious expression on his face - How long do you plan to ignore your mother?

Shiroi emitted a dark aura, as he stood firm, his cold gaze and his arms crossed. Rem finally looks at Shiroi as he continues in Takato's arms.

- I did not bring you to my work so that you could distract the workers - Shiroi continued saying coldly - You did not have school today, your babysitter got sick and I did not have time to get another for that reason you are here. So if you don't want Mom to be seriously mad, you better be ...

- Mommy - Rem interrupts - You're scary.

- But what do you say love? - Responds Mr. Shiroi completely changing his dark aura and his cold expression to a warm and loving smile - I'm just trying to explain to you that this is not a place to play and that you should stay still without disturbing anyone.

- Very good - Takato says, lowering his arms to little Rem - Go draw in that place and do what Mr. Shiroi says.

- But ... - Rem insists

- No buts, be a good boy.

Little Rem didn't seem too happy, but he still made his way to the table that was pointed out to him, sat down in one of the chairs, and quickly began to pull his drawing materials out of his huge animal-shaped backpack. Mr. Shiroi sighed when his mischievous boy had finally calmed down, then he made his way to the front counter.

- Takato - Says Shiroi - You ... Have you forgotten again? It is time for you to understand, that from that moment, you can no longer leave without having it on and well secured. Please, I don't know what I would do if I found out that something bad happened to you. Promise me you will never forget it and go put it on right now.

- Yes ... - Takato answers - You are right ... sorry and ... I promise, big brother.

Then Takato enters the break room. Shiroi sighs again and is lost in thought for a moment. Mr. Shiroi, every day he feared more for his younger brother, he simply would not know what to do if those things happened to Takato too.

- I hate being so overprotective - Shiroi murmurs - But I don't know what else I could do to prevent you from living the same way I lived.

- Mommy! - Says little Rem sitting at a table near the main counter - Look! This is the incredible box of colors that he gave me.

Shiroi turns his gaze towards the little boy who was at that table with his arms outstretched showing his big box of colors in front. Rem's eyes seemed to sparkle as he held that colorful box and Shiroi inevitably smiles.

- ** Although… ** –Shiroi thinks smiling sweetly - ** If it hadn't been for all those events, I would never have met him… And I wouldn't have this beautiful angel by my side **

- They are great, right mommy? - Rem says - Come try them with me.

- Of course, my love - Says Shiroi approaching the table where Rem is - Surely your drawings will be even more beautiful than they already are with these beautiful colors.

- Yes - Rem answers, while Shiroi reaches out to take the color box that the boy is showing him - Especially since I am going to draw Lune.

- Oh, your friend, right?

- Yes! - Rem says excitedly - He is the most beautiful of all.

- Wow, in that case hurry up and draw him for me, I want to see how beautiful my angel's best friend is.

Mr. Shiroi opens the color box like opening a book, inside they had perfectly ordered a large number of colors without using it. In the center of the box, there was a small piece of paper folded in half.

- Is this yours, my love? - Shiroi says handing Rem the small paper - Is it a note you wrote or something?

- No - Rem answers - This is the first time I open the color box.

- Maybe it's something someone wrote for you - Shiroi says - Like the notes I give you with your birthday gifts.

Rem opens the note, and a slight essence emanates from the paper. Mr. Shiroi fully opens his eyes and his body reacts instantly. A bright blue sweet scent that turned out to be dangerously familiar to Shiroi.

- This ... - Rem says, with the note in his hands - This was not written for me.

The scent was light, but strong enough for Shiroi to recognize. A small light blue butterfly was resting on the note, and then it quickly began its flight and quickly headed towards Mr. Shiroi, until perching on his right shoulder.

- This is for you mommy - Rem says, extending his arms and showing the note in front of Shiroi.

That note was wrapped in the sweet essence with the smell of beautiful blue butterflies. * This can't be * Shiroi thought as he tried to control those symptoms that he hadn't felt in a long time. His breathing was shaky and his temperature increased more and more. * It is impossible * Shiroi continued to think as his body weakened, it was increasingly difficult for him to stay conscious and standing.

-Mommy? - Rem says when noticing the strange behavior of his mother.

Shiroi tried to see what the note said, but his gaze was clouded. His tears begin to flow and his heart was pounding. It was a feeling that turned out to be unbearable, something Shiroi had not felt in many years. After an arduous attempt to remain conscious, Shiroi reads the note.

“Allow me to thank this good boy for always taking care of my son and to congratulate you on being such a good mother. Att: Lune's father”

Then Shiroi falls unconscious on the table, saying a last word "Rem" while the voices of concern remain at the bottom of little Rem scared by the collapse of his mother and the young Takato who had just arrived from the rest room.