My Life Is at Risk If I Don't Teach Her How to Practice.

Late spring in the Rust Belt is always wet. Soot, rust, rotten wood, and greasy cooking smoke combine to create the unique smell of this slum. People living here are born in the mud, born at the bottom, and destined to work to death, and then be wrapped in a torn mat and buried in a mass grave. Linelle is sixteen years old, a poor girl working as a porter. My father died of exhaustion in a pile of sacks, and my mother became blind in a textile factory. Her only luxury is the right to read in a used bookstore. Until she dug out a shabby fairy tale book from the waste paper - "Alice Through the Looking Glass". Hidden within the book is a recipe that shouldn't exist: Cold Fire Syrup. It is said that those who drink it can pass through the mirror on a dark moon night and reach the world on the other side. The Holy See said that it was called the underworld, an abyss, a degeneration, and the source of all evil, but the Holy See was also lying. When Linelle stepped across the mirror, she did not find the talking rabbit in the fairy tale, only a dead ruin and a string of whispers. "What is this place?" In a ring, a soul from another world is trapped. An unlucky guy who claimed to have "died suddenly while working overtime" turned into a shining silver ring in her hand. From then on, a girl who couldn't afford a book and a time traveler in a ring began their gold mining career in the Mirror Sea. What they want to dig is not gold, but the truth buried by the Holy See.