——The same place, the same time, the same people, doing the same things, but still can't go back, let's call it "missing".
A story about an aunt who was whitewashed by the Dark Fall Knife.
Notes for reading:
This article is the second part of Sakura Honmaru.
This article is an extension of the first main line, another world line.
Black, black, black, sususu, no logic, pure writing.