Is there anyone you miss too?
No matter what, I want to see you again and reminisce about the good times we had together.
Then, once a month in the morning, the moon and the sun take over the work of the day.
Around the forest bushes, through the stone paths in the grass,
If you time it just right, you can see a brick-red passage leading to the Memories Black Tea House.
Swinging vaguely in the misty morning air.