People say that the brighter the color of the cherry blossom, the more people will be buried under it. Every time I stand under the cherry blossom tree, I ask it, how many people have you killed? However, what answered me was just the countless petals it scattered.
Because of this cherry blossom tree full of human blood, I came to my previous life and began to pay for the sins I had created. The man who loved me deeply summoned me to my previous life and wanted to use my current life to continue my previous life and change my destiny. Sakura is my name.