Seven years later, she was already a slightly famous painter. The life that should have been ordinary was broken again one day. . .
She saw the ghost again, and "him" again.
"I wonder if he disappeared with Misora seven years ago? Why does he appear again?"
The memory that had been buried deep in my heart overflowed like a spring. . .
It turns out that he is not "he". However, why she could always find the shadow of Kaidou in him, she was confused. . .