Nagomu is laid up in bed with a cold, and as his consciousness grows hazy, he remembers a senpai from his school days who went off to Tokyo to chase a dream.
That night, as Itsuka tends Nagomu, she glances up through the window and sees snow fluttering down.
Snow on the day before Valentine's Day. Seeing the snow piling up on the ground, Itsuka is reminded of the day when she was first left in the people of Ryokushou's care.
Itsuka doesn't have good memories of snow. Nagomu makes some new ones with her, building snowmen.
More than having things to think about, 
it's more of a personal superstition.
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No es una reflexión,
es más bien una superstición personal.
No es una reflexión,
es más bien una superstición personal.
Mais do que ter coisas para pensar...
Acho que é mais uma superstição minha?
Я бы не сказал, что дело в этом,
просто для меня это своего рода примета.