She won't disappear.
What disappears is just time.
And the time that disappears will make the wounds of the past bloom into white and grand flowers, stand in the purest posture, and become the best proof that we have warmed each other and existed.
Ps: This is a very simple story. I just wanted to give it a little healing warmth after reading so many combat articles in July. Although I don't know if it will be warm and gentle in the end based on my level in July, but I will finish it well in July. It's my luck if you like this story, and I won't force it if it doesn't suit your requirements. By the way, the time is set one month before the plot begins. There won't be too many battle scenes, but more of daily life? Maybe there will be some intrusion? The heroine is just a lively ordinary person, she won't be as strong and perverted as those like Tsunayoshi. Finally, he whispered quietly: My dear, you are a diver. You can talk about the good and the bad, so that you will be motivated in July, right? (*^__^*)