To Cassandra, who was listening to classical music while Richard read the official newspaper. The dictatorship was becoming unbearable. But that didn't matter. An unexpected call rang persistently. A number Cassandra never wanted to hear calling again... Richard left for the library. Cassandra's pallor was evident.

"Hello? You shouldn't be calling me anymore! After years, we agreed never to contact each other again! Never. We wouldn't cause any more trouble. But no, everything went wrong! ...