Or is that back view familiar? Strangeness? Her thoughts were misty. It must have been raining like this when he left, as if she had returned to the airport where she left before. But at that time, she never thought that he would come back, who had left so decisively. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but slow down. She was afraid that he would find out, and that he would train her like he did before. She probably wouldn't. It's too late to hate her now.