The fire that filled the sky devoured the home that once belonged to her and the wooden carvings, and tears could not stop flowing from the corners of her eyes. She remembered what her mother said to her when she first came to this place in the winter of that year: "Aya, you have to remember that a good woodcarver should always pay attention to the subtle changes around him, whether they are people or anything else."
Under the dark night, she sat with him and looked at the night sky full of stars. The surroundings were quiet, only each other's breathing could be heard. She reached out her hand, touched his black hair, and then said with a smile: "Ace, I like you."
Well, because the author will go to school to report on the 21st and military training will start on the 22nd, so I can update as much as I can in these days. When school starts on September 1st, I will update once every two weeks on average, and each time is 3~4 chapters [face covering%>_