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At the end of a long, long time, in a world where everyone lives forever... This is the story of a girl born under a tree bearing red fruit, La La Lu La, cursed with death from birth. On the outskirts of a colorful town, by a glowing blue lakeside, sits a red fruit confectionery. On this slightly chilly day, she feels oddly proud, heading out to sell her masterpiece. Wait for me—this time, I know it's delicious. In the market where the clock tower stands, she is surprised. It's unusually lively, La La Lu La Lucky!! In a melancholy corner of the city, alone. "Would you like a red fruit pie? It's my masterpiece." "Not a single one of those will sell," people say, looking down on her with scorn. Even though she's no different from anyone else, even though she made them so well. Today, too, her voice doesn't reach them. It's as if she's become transparent. And so everyone pretended not to notice, because the girl is cursed. This is the story of a girl who was the only one alive in a dead world. Working through the night on new recipes, with a bright smile on her face, she still hasn't given up. Just as the hands of the clock tower point to the sky and her stomach growls... Suddenly, someone pushes her from behind, and the sweet basket falls. People step on the treats as they walk by, acting as if nothing happened. As she miserably gathers them up, another hand suddenly reaches out. That person puts a piece of the ruined pie into their mouth and says, "It's delicious." With those words, her heart overflowed. It was as if her silhouette had finally been drawn. And so he reached out his hand, because he is cursed by the girl. A distant story of two people who were the only ones alive in a dead world. The townspeople pity them—those who ate the red fruit and became cursed. They will die without living forever; oh, what a pitiful story. The two of them laugh; they laugh anyway. La La La, it's such a wonderful curse. Even if we die tomorrow, 'now' becomes certain and precious. Voices no longer reach them. It's as if they've become transparent. And so everyone pretended not to notice, because the world itself is cursed. The curse of 'eternity' had been broken. It must look as if the two of them are the ones who went mad. And so, one day, they fall asleep as if smiling, because the two of them have been set free. In a dead world, only the two of them were happy.