"Hello, Grandpa, how are you?" said the figure dressed all in black, making Harry's eyes widen with his mouth gaping wide.

“W-Who are you?” he asked haltingly.

"You forgot me? Tsk, tsk, you're so mean, Grandpa.” The mysterious figure uncovered his head, looked up, and stared intently at Harry.

“Y-You...” That beautiful face, irises as red as blood, Harry could not forget them. Since this figure in front of him had entered his house several years ago, his face had not been forgotten ...