Mauna Kea, everyone who can stay here for a long time has their own beliefs.
Arang, my faith is to look at the starry sky that you love, all the time.
Arang, people die three times. The final disappearance is when no one in the world remembers you. My memory is getting worse and worse. I'm giving you a gift. You must accept it this time...
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-Mom, what's the name of that star?
—Rang, my child.
—Is the person who discovered it named Rang?
—Probably!
—It's great. I want to have my own star in the future~