Memories flashed through my mind like a movie. The life that had been repeated day after day for fifteen years was about to end.
I suppressed my laughter, paused and said, "I'm Rukia."
There is a young man with beautiful silver-white hair leaning on a sloping chair in front of the store, taking a nap while basking in the sun. It is really a very warm scene.
Toshiro, love してる