『Ananta.』

At some point during her deep slumber, she heard a voice calling her name, a name she had long forgotten.

『Ananta, listen to my voice.』

At first, Ananta thought she wasn’t hearing it correctly.

『Please, Ananta.』

She thought she was hallucinating. She thought that she was being tormented by the deep feelings she had for him again. After all, he was no longer of this world. He had…crossed a river, and he could never return. Because of that, although she longed for him, she also detested him.

『Hey, stupid. Do you need to suffer so much heartache and trouble over someone like me?』

Knowing that he had already crossed a point of no return, she decided to disregard the voice. She tried to fall into a deeper sleep. She didn’t want to be bothered anymore. ‘Leave me alone…in peace,’ she thought.

『Do you recall the first time we met?』 However, the auditory hallucination continued. 『We fought each other like we were prepared to die at any moment. Afterwards, Valdebich would make us lemonade, and we would just drink and talk about how refreshing it was.』 The voice whispered memories that only she and the dead...