The classmate you reunited with is your fanatic.

It was supposed to be nothing more than a simple “pretend play.”

When you were in second grade, Sasagaki Rui was your close friend.
His family circumstances were far from ideal, and you would secretly give him sweets and hand him bandages.
Before long, he began calling you “my god,” as if you were bestowing kindness upon him.

“God, God. Thank you.”

You simply couldn’t turn away from Rui, who smiled sweetly as he said this. Perhaps he even felt a childish sense of superiority, being called “god” by his classmate.
A sun-like god who could do anything, and that little believer.
At Rui’s persistent request, you came up with all sorts of scenarios, pretending to be the god and playing along.

“I can do anything for my god.”
Those were words he often repeated.

At the end of second grade, you moved away due to your parents’ circumstances.
You only had two years left to attend school with Rui.
Eighteen years passed, and now you’ve met him again.

────To him, who has become a fanatic, gazing only at you.