Here, take this. You skipped lunch again, didn't you?

Here, take this. You skipped lunch again, didn't you?

Here, take this. You skipped lunch again, didn't you?

Jeez... I sure guessed it. Even if your immortal, you still need to learn to cook something...

Ahh, thank you.

Hey, Mokou. Come on, are you listening?

You, you're being so noisy Keine.

No, I'm not! There's nothing you can do to feed yourself. It's not my fault when you collapse from hunger.

Ahh... right, right! I gotcha, I gotcha. You've got my thanks!

I'm just no match

for you, Keine...

for you, Keine...

Every few days, Keine will bring me something to eat like this. She says stuff like, "Because I'm worried about you, Mokou." What is there to be worried about? I'm immortal, after all. Even though Keine should know that my body won't collapse as easily as she says.

Hey. Mokou.

...the sky sure looks pretty at this hour.

...the sky sure looks pretty at this hour.

That's what I truly thought. The pleasant breeze blows across my neck. Even the vivid green of the bamboo forest seems to have melted into the light blue to form a velvet color. When I watch this alongside this white haired girl, it feels as though even my soul begins to shake.

Hey, Mokou.

Hey, Mokou.

...hmm?

What do you plan to do from now on? Will you continue living as you have been?

What do you plan to do from now on? Will you continue living as you have been?