“Why did you help me?” Akari asked.


    Kaito didn’t replied. He kept quiet. But Akari wanted to hear that question’s answer. So she again asked him.


    “Why don’t you give me the answer? I don’t see any reason to help me. So, why did you help me?” Akari again asked.


    “I see. There is no way to avoid it. Isn’t it good not to give your question’s answer? I don’t think it’s a good idea. And I am not good at answering for this type of questions,” Kaito replied.


    “No means no. I don’t know anything. You’ve to give me answer of this question,” Akari replied.


    “Okay, okay, I will give you answer. I don’t know what to do. But there is also no other way. Then I have to try to give you a suitable answer.


    Let’s go to the rooftop. Let’s have some fresh air. There I will give your question’s answer,” Kaito replied. They went to the rooftop.


    Akari Ishikawa. Akari was a girl who carried an air of quiet mystery wherever she went. Her deep violet hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, shimmering faintly in the sunlight as though reflecting her inner turmoil.


    The colour was striking and unforgettable, complementing her cerulean blue eyes—eyes that once sparkled with enthusiasm but now seemed to hold a tinge of sadness, as if burdened by untold stories and lingering pain.


    Standing at an average height, Akari had a slender, graceful frame that seemed to move with a deliberate calmness, reflecting her withdrawn demeanour.


    Her features were delicate, with high cheekbones and a small, slightly upturned nose, giving her a natural elegance.


    But it was her expression that drew people in a blend of vulnerability and strength that hinted at someone trying to rebuild herself after a painful fall.


    Her choice of clothing mirrored her subdued mood. She often wore neutral-toned outfits, like soft gray sweaters or pale lavender dresses, which matched her personality a mix of subtle beauty and quiet resilience.


    Despite her understated style, there was something undeniably captivating about her, like a book you couldn’t put down, filled with secrets waiting to be unraveled.


    Akari had once been an active member of the school’s magic club, her talent and passion shining brightly among her peers.


    However, a recent betrayal by someone she trusted—a former lover—left her heartbroken and disillusioned.


    The incident had not only hurt her emotionally but also left her questioning her own decisions and trust in others.


    This emotional scar manifested in her quieter nature; she rarely spoke unless necessary and often chose to observe rather than participate in conversations.


    Now since Kaito requested, temporarily a member of the manga club, Akari tried to bring with her an understated yet undeniable talent for storytelling. It might be helpful for Kaito in future.


    Though she rarely shared her own ideas, when she did, they carried a depth and emotional weight that often left others in awe.


    Her quiet presence was both comforting and intriguing to her new club mates, who couldn’t help but wonder about the world of emotions and experiences hidden behind her serene facade.


    Despite her reserved nature, Akari wasn’t entirely closed off. Her resilience was evident in the small acts of kindness she extended toward others a subtle smile when someone cracked a joke, or the way she offered help with a project without being asked. Slowly but surely, she was trying to rediscover herself, to mend the pieces of her shattered heart while finding new purpose among people who appreciated her for who she was.


    In the manga club, Akari’s journey to healing intertwined with her rediscovered passion for creativity.


    It was here, surrounded by new faces and fresh opportunities, that she began to find her voice again, weaving her pain into something beautiful and meaningful.


    [On the rooftop]


    Akari took sit on a brench near the rooftop’s rallying. Kaito leaned over the rallying. Kaito was thinking something.


    Then Kaito asked, “What is love, Akari?”


    Akari looked up, startled, then frowned, “Why are you asking me that? You’re the one who helped me out of nowhere. Shouldn’t you already know?”


    Kaito sat beside her, looking at the sky, he said, “Love isn’t just about feelings or words. It’s about care, respect, and understanding. Real love means valuing someone’s happiness as much as your own.”


    Akari bitterly said, “Then why does it hurt so much? If love is supposed to be so good, why did Hayato betray me?”


    Kaito glanced at her with a faint smile, then he said, “Because some people don’t understand what love truly is. They see it as something to take, not something to give.”


    Akari looked at him curiously. She asked, “Do you know what love is, then? You seem so sure.”


    Kaito leaned back, his voice steady and calm, he said, “Love is divine. It nourishes the soul like nothing else. It cannot be artificial. It must be pure and natural.


    History might suggest that first love rarely succeeds, but love is not about it’s order – first, second or otherwise. Love transcends such numbering, it breaths endlessly.”


    He paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. Then he continued, “True love is never one sided. It''s a connection between two hearts, inseparable and genuine.


    Even if you gain the world, if you don''t find the one your heart truly desires, you will never know happiness.”


    Kaito added, “Let me tell you a story. A story that help me to understand the value of love.


    There was a person. He was a good businessman. He once loved his wife deeply. On the other hand, his brother and his brother''s wife died in a accident. They left a child.


    So that person’s wife wanted to adopt that child who had nowhere to go. But that person..... he didn’t want that responsibility. He walked away, leaving her heart broken.


    She still chose the child over him because she believed love meant doing what''s right, even if it hurts.”


    Akari looked confused. She asked, “And what happened to the child?”


    Kaito paused briefly, looking at the horizon


    “That doesn’t matter. Looks like, you have not understood it. Let me add this one story, too.”


    He took a deep breath, then continued another story, “Alright, Akari, let me tell you another simple story, it might help you to understand love.


    There was once a young couple, Ane and Rex. They were deeply in love, but life wasn’t easy for them. Rex was an artist, struggling to make ends meet.


    And Ane worked long hours as a nurse to support them. Despite their hardships, they always found happiness in the small things—sharing meals, watching the stars, or just being together.


    One day, Rex got an opportunity to showcase his work in another city, but it meant leaving Ane for a long time.


    Ane encouraged him to go, saying it was his dream and she would wait for him, no matter how hard it got. Rex hesitated because he didn’t want to leave her behind. But Ane said something he never forgot:


    ‘Love doesn’t mean holding each other back. It means helping each other grow, even if it’s painful for a while.’


    Rex left, and while it was hard, he poured his heart into his work, knowing Ane believed in him. Months later, his art gained recognition, and he returned, not just as a successful artist but as someone who had learned the depth of Ane’s love.


    Their love wasn’t about grand gestures or words. It was about understanding, trust, and the willingness to sacrifice for each other’s happiness. That’s true love, Akari.”


    Akari listened intently, her expression softening as she reflects on the story.


    Akari quietly said, “So, love isn’t just about being together all the time. It’s about doing what’s right for each other, even when it’s hard?”


    Kaito nodded, “Exactly. True love lifts you up, even when it hurts for a while. That’s why you deserve someone who cares for you that way—someone who would never take your happiness lightly.”


    Akari softly asked, “So why did you help me, Kaito? I was a mess, and you didn’t owe me anything.”


    Kaito looked directly at her, his gazed steady, he replied, “Because someone was hurting you. Hayato didn’t care about your feelings, Akari. He was selfish. He used you for passing his time.”


    He added, “He loves someone else, even then he plays with your feelings. Even you had done wrong a little. But Hayato... he shouldn’t do it. It’s really unforgivable. So, I couldn’t just stand by and watch you be broken by someone who doesn’t value you, your feelings.”


    Akari tore well up in her eyes again, but this time they were mixed with gratitude. She said, “You barely know me, yet you cared more than he did.”


    Kaito smiled gently, he replied to her, “Sometimes, it’s not about how well you know someone. It’s about seeing a person in pain and choosing to help. I think You deserved better, Akari. That’s all there is to it.”


    Silence fell between them, but it was a peaceful silence. Akari gazed at the sky, her heart a little lighter, while Kaito leaned over the railing beside her, content that she understands.


    Kaito said, “Why don’t you go to student council office first with the form? I’ll come later to meet you, okay?”


    Akari replied, “Okay. I am going first. See you later.” Akari then left the place and went to the student council office.


    Kaito was sat on the brench. He felt so sleepy. After then he fell asleep. After sometime in his dream, he saw someone was standing in front of him. But that person had a fox face-shaped mask on his face. With a deep black hair, he was wearing a black coat. The coat was flown in the air.


    Kaito asked, “Who are you? What are you doing here?” Kaito stood up.


    “Who knows? Just seat down,” That masked man replied. Kaito sat down.


    “Don’t make fun. Who are you?” Kaito again asked. His voice was calm and cold.


    “You had given Akari the lecture on love. Then now tell me, what do you think about someone who has one sided love for you?” The masked man asked.


    Kaito didn’t reply his question answer. Rather he asked, “Who? Whom are you talking about?”


    “Who knows? You will come to know soon. Let me give you some knowledge on this topic.” The masked man replied.


    “You’re confusing me. Tell me who is that person. And I don’t need your knowledge,” Kaito replied.


    “Even then you have to hear. Reality is too harsh. In this world there is a dormant concept. Everyone may avoid it. Some even don’t understand it. This is one-sided love.


    One sided love is like shouting into an endless void, hoping for an echo that never comes. It’s the ache of giving your heart fully. Only to watch it remains unseen, unvalued. The pain is enough without even rejection.


    Because in some situation you’ll get confirmed that without confession, you know you are rejected. Without the concept of rejection it’s in the silent longing, the quite battles fought alone and the dreams of ‘What could be’ that haunt every moment....”


    “Why do you tell me this?” Kaito asked.


    “Let me finish my words. Don’t stop me. You may think that it is unnecessary. But you will see someone who will suffer from this one sided love. Some pain is untold. One sided love is the living hell.


    You will see someone who will be suffering from this one sided love. I don''t know you have understood or not. But this is a message for you.This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version.


    Or you can think it''s a advice for you. See you soon then. Bye-bye, little boy.” The mask men finished his word. Then he got mixed with a mysterious mist.


    Kaito woke up from his sleep. Like those other nightmares that dream was also a mysterious dream. It was already evening.


    He looked at his watch. It had already 4:00 p.m. He was sleeping nearly an hour.


    He went to downstairs to pick Akari. That moment Akari also came out of the room. Those two went to club.


    [At the club room]


    Kaguya and Haruto was cleaning the room. Kaito and Akari also tried to help them. Akari was very devoted to her works.


    Kaito was happy to look her. But he was also worried about his nightmares. He could not forget it.


    Kaguya asking Kaito for a date was nothing short of a surprise. It was after a long and busy day at the club room duties, after all.


    As the members were packing up, Kaguya cleared her throat, her face unusually flushed.


    “Kaito,” she began, her voice uncharacteristically soft, “Are you free this weekend?”


    Kaito, who was busy organizing some papers, looked up, puzzled. “Uh, I think so. Why?”


    She hesitated for a moment before blurting out, “Would you... like to go out with me?”


    The room fell silent. Haruto and Akari exchanged curious glances. And Kaito stood frozen for a moment, his mind racing.


    Kaguya’s face turned crimson as she quickly added, “I-I mean, just as friends! To relax after all the work we’ve been doing.”


    Kaito, scratching the back of his head, chuckled nervously. “Sure, that sounds nice.”


    [On the Saturday. Outside a newly opened café]


    They met at a quaint café downtown. Kaguya turned heads in a figure-flattering red off-shoulder dress that reached just above her knees, emphasizing her elegant yet bold style.


    The dress featured a subtle lace trim and a slit along the side, adding a hint of allure. She paired it with nude heels, a delicate silver necklace, and matching earrings.


    Her hair was styled in soft waves, framing her glowing face, with light makeup accentuating her natural beauty.


    On the other hand, Kaito wore a sleek, casual suit—a fitted navy blazer over a crisp white shirt, paired with slim black trousers. The simple dress had looking very fashionable.


    The blazer’s subtle texture added a touch of sophistication, while his unbuttoned collar and clean black loafers kept the look relaxed and modern. His neatly styled hair and a silver wristwatch completed his effortlessly charming appearance.


    Their outfits not only reflected their personalities—Kaito’s composed and Kaguya’s confident—but also made them look like the perfect pair, catching the attention of passers-by, wherever they went.


    Kaguya asked, “Am I late?”


    “N-no. I had just reached here,” Kaito replied. Kaito was looking at her.


    She asked, “Am I looking weird? Tell me truth!”


    He looked at the other side and replied, “No, your looking very beautiful. That dress has suited you very well.” They were blushing.


    Then the conversation got more lightly, with Kaito teasing her about how formal she looked for “just a friendly outing.” Kaguya, flustered but composed, retorted, “You could’ve tried a bit harder. First impressions matter, you know.”


    At first they went to see a movie. That movie was in trending. So they went to check it out. After then they went to a restaurant to have launch.


    [At the restaurant]


    Kaguya and Kaito sat across from each other at a cozy restaurant known for its homemade meals. Kaito ordered a hearty plate of grilled teriyaki chicken with steamed rice and miso soup, while Kaguya opted for a fresh salmon salad with a side of tempura vegetables.


    As they ate, Kaito noticed Kaguya carefully picking out her favourite pieces of tempura and teasingly remarked, “You always save the best for last, huh?”


    She gave a small smile, countering, “And you eat as if you’re preparing for a marathon. Do you ever slow down?”


    Their casual banter continued as they shared a slice of matcha cheesecake for dessert, with Kaguya taking small, delicate bites.


    And Kaito occasionally stealing a forkful when she wasn’t looking. It was a simple, warm moment that felt unexpectedly natural for them both.


    As the date progressed, they visited a nearby park, stopping by an art exhibition that caught Kaguya’s eye. She was deeply engrossed in the paintings, explaining their meanings with an unexpected passion.


    Kaito listened intently, occasionally throwing in a witty remark that made her laugh—a sound he hadn’t heard often.


    Later, they shared ice cream from a street vendor. Kaguya accidentally smeared some on her cheek, and Kaito, without thinking, reached out with a napkin to wipe it off.


    She froze, her heart racing as she muttered, “T-thank you...”


    [In front of the train station]


    As the sun set and they walked back toward the train station, an unexpected silence hung between them.


    Finally, Kaguya spoke, “Thank you for today, Kaito. It was… nice.”


    Kaito smiled warmly. “Yeah, it was fun. Maybe we should do this more often.”


    Kaguya’s eyes widened, and she turned her head quickly to hide her smile. “W-we’ll see.”


    Unbeknownst to them, Nanami had spotted them at the park earlier and was grinning mischievously back at her house.


    “I knew something was up,” she mused to herself, plotting her next move to tease them about their “not-a-date.”


    [At the bedroom of Kaguya. Kaguya was at her bed]


    That night, Kaguya sat by her bedroom window, the cool breeze wafting through the open pane. She hugged her knees to her chest, her head resting lightly against the window frame.


    The city lights twinkled in the distance, but her mind was elsewhere, replaying moments from the day.


    She thought about Kaito’s warm smile, the way he listened to her ramble about art, and how effortlessly he made her laugh.


    The image of him wiping the ice cream from her cheek made her cheeks heat up all over again.


    She placed her hand over her chest, feeling a faint tightness that refused to go away.


    “What’s wrong with me?” she murmured, frowning slightly. “It was just a friendly outing. Nothing more.”


    But the more she tried to convince herself, the harder it was to ignore the fluttering sensation in her heart.


    She leaned back against the wall, closing her eyes. His voice, his laugh—it all lingered too vividly in her mind.


    Her phone buzzed on the desk, pulling her from her thoughts. It was a message from Kaito.


    “Thanks again for today. I had a great time. Let’s do it again sometime!”


    Kaguya stared at the screen, her heart skipping a beat. A faint smile crept onto her lips before she quickly shook her head, trying to snap herself out of it.


    “Get a grip, Kaguya,” she whispered, lightly slapping her cheeks. “It was just a normal day. Nothing special.”


    But as she crawled into bed and tried to sleep, the tightness in her chest persisted, and her thoughts kept drifting back to Kaito.


    For the first time in a long while, Kaguya felt something unfamiliar—an ache she couldn’t quite name.


    [At Kaito’s bedroom. Near the window]


    Kaito lay sprawled across his bed, the faint glow of his phone illuminating his face as he scrolled aimlessly through a playlist.


    He slipped on his headphones and let the soft rhythm of the music drown out the quiet of the night.


    Closing his eyes, he allowed his thoughts to wander back to the day’s events—the date with Kaguya.


    He chuckled to himself, recalling the way she had stubbornly argued over the smallest details, like whether the sundae should have chocolate or strawberry syrup.


    Her flustered expression when she accidentally tripped over her words was etched in his memory, and it made him smile despite himself.


    “She’s different when she’s relaxed,” he muttered under his breath. “It was… nice.”


    But as his mind drifted deeper into the memory, a faint unease crept in. A voice—soft, almost a whisper—began to echo in his mind, breaking through the music.


    “Rio… come find me…”


    His eyes snapped open, the voice fading just as quickly as it had come. He pulled off his headphones and sat up, scanning the room. Nothing. Just the faint hum of the city outside.


    “What the—” he muttered, shaking his head. “Must be my imagination.”


    But it didn’t feel like imagination. It felt… real. Almost too real.


    A strange heaviness settled in his chest, like an invisible thread pulling him toward something—or someone—he couldn’t quite place.


    His fingers absentmindedly tapped against his desk, his thoughts now tangled between the warmth of the day’s memories and the unsettling feeling that lingered.


    As he glanced at his calendar, his eyes fell on the circled date for next week—the school trip.


    “Is it… connected?” he wondered aloud, the unease growing stronger.


    It felt as if two paths were about to converge, two fates that had been unknowingly intertwined. The voice, the trip, and his own restlessness—it was all leading to something. He could feel it in his gut.


    Shaking off the feeling, Kaito lay back down, slipping his headphones back on in an attempt to drown out the strange whispers in his mind.


    But even as the music played, the unease remained, like a shadow lurking just out of sight.


    “Next week, huh?” he muttered, staring at the ceiling. “I guess I’ll find out then…”


    On the day of trip, everyone came on the time expecting Kaguya, Kaito and Haruto. They had reached there before a minute to leave.


    The school trip had taken students to a beautiful mountain area with lush forests and a mysterious spot called the “Whispered Cave”. The cave is known for legends that say you can hear whispers of your inner thoughts or future when inside.


    The trip included activities like hiking to scenic viewpoints and experiencing local culture through workshops in nearby villages.


    At night, students planned to gather around a bonfire for music and storytelling. They would stay in a large mountain resort with dorm-style rooms that fit 4–6 students, a big dining hall with buffet meals, and spaces for games and relaxation. The resort also offered a breath-taking views of the mountains, making the trip exciting and comfortable for everyone. They were about 600 students and for them 12 buses were prepared.


    [At the bus]


    After that they all got in. The bus also started its journey. The trip was about 3 days. Kaito leaned over the seat and he put his headphones on. Kaguya was sitting next to him. She was chatting in her phone. In the main time he fell asleep.


    After an hour, Kaito woke up. He saw that the bus was stopped. He could not understood why the bus was stopped. He could not stand up.


    Because Kaguya was sleeping with his arms wrapped around his head on his shoulder. She looked very elegant to him. “She look very cute the way she is sleeping,” Kaito thought.


    He tried to wake her up by calling her name. At first she did not reply his calling. But aftermath, her eyebrows furrowed. Her eyes were slowly opened. She was still half sleep.


    Kaito asked, “Have you woken up, sleeping beauty?”


    At first she did not realize what Kaito was asking to her. Then she realized. She blushed. Her cheeks turned crimson red.


    She turned around. She asked, “Have I muttered when I was sleeping?”


    “No. But you are looking very cute. You are looking so cute that I thought for a second that I should take a photo of you,” Kaito teased her.


    Her face turned crimson red. She quickly shook her head. “Get a grip, Kaguya,” she whispered to herself. She lightly snapped her cheeks.


    She asked with a blushing face and out of her embarrassment. “Are you really think that I am cute? Am I cute?”


    Kaito replied honestly, “Yes, you are cute!”


    Suddenly Haruto appeared from their back. He said, “You two were too cute that I had took a photo of you two.” He showed them the photo.


    On the photo, Kaito and Kaguya was sleeping. They were sleeping like a couple. In the photo, Kaguya rested peacefully against Kaito’s shoulder, her delicate features softened in slumber, with his arm cradling her head protectively.


    Kaito, in turn, had his head gently leaning against hers, their relaxed expressions and close proximity giving the image an intimate, couple-like charm. The serene glow of the setting sunlight bathed them, making the moment feel both tender and timeless.


    Kaguya blushed again. Then her face turned fully crimson red. She slapped Haruto out of her embarrassment. She took the phone of Haruto and started deleting the images he took. That moment Kaito phone rang. He saw that that call was his mother’s call.


    He hung up and called back. His mother answered the phone call.


    His mother said, “Have you reached?”


    Kaito replied, “No, we haven’t. For some reason the bus has stopped. I’ll call you later, mom.”


    His mother replied, “Okay, stay safe, son.”


    Then she hung up the call. Then he saw a message from Haruto. He opened the chat. There was a image.


    He downloaded the image. He saw that that image was the photo Haruto took earlier. Kaito smiled. Kaguya and Haruto noticed that Kaito smiled.


    But those two were fighting. Kaito said, “Now stop fighting. Let’s go to outside. Even in the spring, in this bus, I’m feeling hot. Let’s go outside and check out what happened to the bus.”


    Kaguya replied, “Ok. By the way, you know Kaito, you are smiling often recently. And you have changed somehow.”


    “You think so?” Kaito replied. Then Kaguya and Haruto stopped fighting. A few of the students were in the bus. Many of them were outside. Those three also went outside.


    Kaito asked Yukina, “What happened Sensei?”


    Yukina adjusted her glass and replied, “Those buses back tires had suddenly punctured. So they have to fix it.”


    Kaito wondered, “Oh, that’s the matter.” He suddenly notices that Nanami had been coming towards him.


    She asked him, “Mr. Deep Shadow, where did you have gone the other?” She showed him a photo.


    On the photo, Kaito and Kaguya was sat on a brench. Kaito swallowed hard.


    He replied, “No, nothing. It was a fancy meeting. We were just killing time.”


    “Wasn’t it a date?” Nanami asked. A furious aura was coming from her. She was very furious. She puffed out her cheeks in a pout. “What is your excuse now?” she asked.


    Kaito gasped and said, “Okay, okay. It was a date proposed by Kaguya. I have no other excuses.”


    She then asked him, “Then you’ll go on a date with me, too”


    Kaito muttered, “B-but, yo-you know senpai.....”


    “I don''t know anything. You will go with me, won’t you?” Again the same furious aura Kaito felt.


    He had no choice but to agree with her. He said, “Okay. Next Sunday we''ll go. Now happy senpai?”


    “That’s a good boy.” She was happy. Kaito was also smiles faintly by watching her happy. Then she had gone happily with her friends.


    Then he saw Akari and Hayato was talking near the road’s guardrails. Hayato was apologising to her. But she didn’t paying attention to him. She was just keep crying.


    Kaito tried to get closer to them to overhear their conversation. He took Kaguya and Haruto as a excuse of watching the mountain side.


    Hayato was saying, “Sorry, Akari. I was blind. Please forgive me. I didn’t understand your feelings.” But Akari didn’t say a word.


    None but Kaito was noticed them. Then Akari replied to Hayato, “I can’t forgive you. Because you did not respect other people''s feelings. You are selfish. You just care about yours. So just leave me alone. And I will never join the club again.”


    She wiped her tears. Hayato could not say anything after then. Akari left the place. She came near to this trio. Kaito gave her a piece of tissue.


    He said, “Don''t cry. Take this. Tears does not suit you.” He had not looked at her straight. Akari took the tissue. She thanked him.


    Haruto said, “Let’s take a photo guys.” Then he took a photo. But someone had suddenly pushed Kaito and Akari from behind. They were near the mountain side road guardrails.


    Because of pushing them, they lost their balance they fell from there. But somehow Kaito caught Akari’s hand with his right hand and with his left hand he was hanging on.


    Everyone started gathering there. But the culprit got mixing within the crowd. Everyone gave them a hand to help. But it was too late. Some teachers had gone to find ropes. Kaito had understood one of them had to sacrifice and one would be saved.


    Because ‘everything needs a sacrifice’.


    He said to Akari, “Don''t fear. You are going up. Don''t cry. Didn''t I tell you that tears does not suit you?”


    “Huh? What do you say? If we should die then I will die. Not you......” Akari replied. Kaito smiled but did not look straight.


    Akari was crying. Kaito tried to lift her up by holding her hand well. She got up fine. In exchange Kaito had lost his balance and fell from there.


    Everyone was shouting. Akari was saved. The teachers had come with the ropes but it was totally late. Kaito felt like he was felling slowly.


    He watched everyone’s face. He saw that Kaguya and Haruto was crying. They were tried to come to help him but the other students stopped them. Akari was tried to catch his hand. But she couldn’t move out of her fear.


    Kaito smiled. He had remembered his childhood. The golden days he had spent with his friends, with his family and specially those two precious idiot friends.


    He remembered how they enjoyed the moment of joy. How they consulate each other in times of sadness.


    Time is short. There is nothing which is unlimited. Still the times he spent felt precious to him. He remembered the days of their hard work for the manga. How they work hard! How joyful the day was!


    He was crying. Tears were coming out of his eyes. There was a lot of trees under the mountain road. Kaito fell at those big trees. He was got hurts by the branches of the trees and fell down.


    Fortunately he managed to live. But he lost lot of blood. A girl was there standing a bit far away. She was searching what fell between the trees. She was picking fruits from the tree.


    Kaito lost a lot of blood. He had also gotten hurt in his left eye and his right hand. He was in a state where he may lose his sense anytime. His eyes was started closing. He was seeing everything blurry.


    Then he noticed that a girl was coming towards him. He tried to look the girl’s face. But he couldn''t see anything clearly.


    But he saw a green light was coming from her hands, like she was healing him by chanting magic spells. Then he lost his sense. He became unconscious.


    The girl asked, “Um-um... Are you okay?” She tried something. A green light was coming from her hands. She tried to heal his wounds somehow. Some vital wounds had already healed. But he lost his sense. That was the time two fate had meet each other. Let''s meet you more and more.