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Once upon a time, I lived with my mother, grandmother and sister. We often have guests at home, and my grandma told me that those people are called mom's [admirers]. One spring, my mother disappeared. To this day I still often dream about what happened that day. [Because she is a witch. The witch is destined to be burned at the stake. 〕Hearing this man's voice, I suddenly felt like holding that cold and hard weapon in my hand again... The mystery hidden in my memory is looming, and scenes I experienced when I was a child emerge from time to time. Why did my mother disappear? Why do you have a special feeling about the cherry blossom trees in your yard? Who is the man in the memory? As the story progresses, the truth is revealed bit by bit...