Countless endless barcodes spread all over the world, and the ghostly world leaves traces on the people around.
"You are not her, you can never be her, she has been dead for a long time!"
One after another, the disappearing sounds were cursed again, as if my whole existence was cursed, and there would never be an echo of another person in my world.
The ethereal figure of fragrance wandered in every corner, as if constantly watching what choice I would make.
"Fragrance...sister!!"
No amount of words could conceal my powerless scream.
"Kill the past you and embrace the new life!"
A long sword engraved with ancient characters, with a strange and peculiar appearance, somehow ended up in my hands. This is my fate...
"Is that...a movie being filmed?"
A blonde girl exclaimed as she stared at the desolate scenery on the deck. In an instant that no one noticed, the pirates were reduced to fragmented bodies around.
"Maybe...it's true..."
Another well-dressed girl followed behind her, echoing her. The two of them created an extremely intense atmosphere.
That black...oh, girl, but why did she come to the study trip wearing a headscarf? Is she not satisfied with her appearance?
(So she quietly sneaked behind her when no one was paying attention)
"Even if a girl's appearance is not good, she should have a little confidence!"
"..."
The girl who took off her mask with shoulder-length silver hair caught my attention. When she turned her head, her sparkling eyelashes and bright eyes were simply...hehe...
"Arrogant person, no one can take away the honor of the Uma family. Are you challenging us?!"
Before I could finish describing her, she used her ancestral flying kick to push me back into the hold of the ship.
"I'm sorry, forgive my ignorance, but...don't you feel hot?"
"You smooth-talker, speak! Who are you?" After kicking me hard just now, she made me re-adjust my mask and stood vigilantly against me.
In a desperate situation, unable to find a reason to deceive her, I had to tell her my true intention: "Actually, I knew you before. Maybe you don't believe it, but it's true!"
"What is my name...tell me!"
"Ah?"
"Come on, my name is only known by my mother. If you can answer, I will trust you."
The girl still relentlessly pursued the topic between the two of us and gradually approached me step by step.
"Do...could my answer be wrong?"
"..."
"What's wrong with you?"
"..."
I waved my hand a few times in front of her: "Isn't it magical? It's like a fantastic magic trick, right?"
Originally, I just wanted to add some mystery and coolness, but unexpectedly, she tackled me to the ground and interrogated me in a demanding tone.
"Quickly tell me where my mother is!"
"I don't know..."
"It's impossible. Only my mother has called me by that name. Even my father doesn't know. How could someone like you, who has nothing to do with us, know?"