- The bed was so soft and fluffy, the blanket and pillow have the fragrance of a summer detergent. It's comfortable, moreover, the kids are here with Mizu. Their cheerful voices calling her name every morning, waking her up like a loud alarm clock. These light steps, cute giggles, and soft whispers belonged to the youngest sibling Riko and Itsuki. Planning to jump over her, a seems ritual every morning that they'd find enjoyable, which she loves too.
- But when she opened her eyes, the kids are gone and Kuro was standing far from her, at the opposite side of the steep vast cliff.
- “Kuro?” she called with a sad voice. Don't misunderstand, she was happy to see him, yet, her insides are throbbing. Without a response, she showered him with questions,