I always thought that he loved me, and I allowed him to stay quietly by my side without saying a word. I knew that we were one body that could not be separated, but in the end, I still died in front of him, without hearing his voice of "I love you." I was so stupid, I loved him, yeah, but he never said he loved me. I see. Reborn, I really want to experience the warmth and happiness I have never experienced before. I'm tired of giving and waiting. I want to have someone who truly loves me. It's so hard, really hard. Priest, diviner, my identity in this life, I thought this was a relief and redemption, but I didn't expect it to be another misadventure that outweighed the gains. After all, I have never touched the person I used to be and the love I once felt so painful that I couldn't bear to die.