That was in one of my dreams.
The smell of fire bombs stung my nostrils, dust rolled in the sweeping heat wave, and the sharp sound of bullets struck my ears.
The world is gray.
However, a voice rang in his ears, a calm voice with a hint of coolness.
"I will give those five years back to you and her - Kudo-kun, I don't owe you anything anymore."
I tried to open my mouth to say something, but my lips were covered with ice.