After a rough training with her father, Ryu, she walked along the slippery banks and noticed a depressed Saruske. She smiled and ran to him and stumbled to the floor beside him. "Saru-Kun!" she greeted happily. She looked into his face and was suddenly astonished. He had not looked at her an inch. He had not moved not even a bit. It was as if his body was frozen in time. She waved her hand in front of his face, but he did not budge. "Saruske.. Kun..?" she muttered worriedly. He looked at her slightly, his hair covering his eyelids and spoke in a soft voice, "I failed." Misokura was puzzled, but watched him as he spoke-- listening to his tone which was almost sullen. "What...?" she asked questioningly. He began to sob silently and her expression was now worried. "I failed you, Miss Kuzaya! I failed the clan and I will be banished for my idiocy!" he shouted. She shook her head as if to reassure him, but he was not swayed. "Saruske... You haven't failed me." she urged. "You have protected me all this time, even with all the circumstances as is." She smiled slightly at him and clutched at both her hands as if to grant herself the strength to speak. "You are a wonderful guardian and I couldn't ask for anything better! My father is a strict man, but you are a strong person to have stood by me this long!" She felt her cheeks sting with red as she began to tremble with shyness. "I love you, Saru-Kun, Because I know you aren't a failure." she muttered. "You fight when most people would give up! So don't call yourself things like that... You are a good friend." she said. The tension between them had faltered, but his face was still hid behind his hair. He nodded-- accepting her words and looked at her slightly once more. "Thank you, Misokura.." He snickered. She looked at him with much surprise despite what she had said. She nodded also and watched him eagerly-- waiting for him to smile.