But…he’d buried her ashes. How could she appear in front of him…alive… He suspected that she was not real, but his fingers on her back could feel her warmth. She was obviously a real person. He tremblingly lifted up the girl who was crying uncontrollably on his leg, holding her face in both hands and carefully examining her.

Even though some time had pa*sed, she had not changed much. On the contrary, her face was no longer pale, and her skin was ruddy. past plagued by illness. And now, ...