In the last life, I loved her but didn't say it out loud. I could only watch her lying on my chest quietly, letting her breath stop in my ears, but I was powerless and had no choice.
In this life, I swear as the God of Death that I want her to be happy. Even if I exchange my immortality for her ten years of life, even if I am doomed, I have no complaints. I just want to say that I am willing to do it for you.