She regretted it at the last moment, she couldn't be cruel, but at the moment of hesitation, the person behind raised the long knife... Why... Bitter tears fell, why... Why... Am I a child abandoned by God? Why don't they love me, why does she hate me like that... Like a wisp of green smoke floating up, rising and rising... The gray soul is finally redeemed, and the unprecedented tenderness slowly repairs the scarred heart...