No Matter How Many Lifetimes Pass, I Am Their Hero

In this life, a scarlet blade stained the white robes red.

In this life, a saint's cries echoed in my ears.

In this life, my mother and younger sister's cold bodies lay beside me.

In this life, in this world, I have lost count of how many times. The girls' souls were born here as blades, and everyone met again in this life.

Gentle, doting, lovesick... Want to die? No, right?

Then pick up the sparks from your past lives and survive the blades!

Sugar, sugar, sugar! Mm... probably? Anyway, I won't poison you to death.