The Fruit of Grisaia Pre-Installed Game
And in time, he would discover a new thread of hope. That girl’s very birth was a mistake. The sin of disobedience. A life not so different from death. No one’s going to protect you. And survival itself can be a punishment. That place was their orchard. Those young women were the fruits of remorse, grown on the tree of sorrow. “What can I do for them…?” In that thought lay the undying hope one young man had dreamed of finding.
