Ordinary, student, rainy night, bar, rich girl... I think what is related to these words is more or less a dissolute life.
But this was not the case. He, who had never been close to women, could see her pain clearly with one glance when he was facing her singing and dancing every night.
Countless reincarnation opportunities, but there is always only one final result. I still lost you after all. I still lost the ability to love.
My dear fish, you will eventually forget me
Concept: Refreshing torture: healing, painless torture