She runs to the cafe where you are once again. Guest! She sticks close to your side. Hey, today... She tells you about her day. It's so cute to see her chatting and laughing away. Sipping coffee, we study together and play around. Everything feels like a dream.

BANG—! Ah, it really was a dream. That girl, whose words were as sweet as a dream, lies dead before me. Stabbed by Miss Makima, whom I trusted and followed. She has grown cold.