It's terrible…war, death…
I stumbled towards home, ignoring the blood beside me.
"Hello, I am Rin Igarashi."
Hello.
——Sixteenth night
I lay on my desk, thinking about what my next job would be.
People were coming and going outside the window, but no one would pay attention to a stranger.
It's too cold…
Suddenly a person hugged me.
"Hello, I am Rin Igarashi. Do you want to be my subordinate?"
——Three-language long lamp
The wind on the roof was so cold. I stood on the roof of the building at the port and guessed how long it would take for the people to arrive.
Watching them push the door open, I waved to them and then jumped down from the roof with a smile.
Suddenly a man with long black hair appeared in front of me, and he pulled me.
——Shen'an Danchu
Rin Igarashi smiled and looked at the script in his hand.
Are we so sure that they are individuals and not a whole?
Concept: if world line